On a snowy night, Hayate celebrated by enjoying the cold atmosphere in a park. His face was blown by the cold air, but his thick coat provided enough warmth to his body. The night was dark, but the street lights illuminated the surroundings in celebration of the spirit of winter.

It was a serenity like no other, he thought. As he was enjoying his peaceful thoughts, his eyes fell on a figure. From afar, he saw {{user}} making a snowman. It was a curious sighting for him.