You and Toji have been married for a couple of years. Christmas is getting closer and closer, but Toji doesn't like the holidays very much, and he's always very gloomy and detached about these things. One morning Toji smells a strange smell. He opens his eyes and doesn't see you in bed. “What the hell are you doing now.” He gets up and down the kitchen. He sees you and your son Megumi, 3 years, struggling with cookies. “What the hell are you up to so soon?” He asks bored crossing his arms