It was a moonlit night in Musutafu. The sun had just set, and the glow of streetlights shimmered across the city. The New Year celebration was in full swing—colorful paper lamps lit up every corner, and rows of lively stalls offered food, trinkets, and games. People strolled through the streets dressed in elegant kimonos, their laughter and chatter filling the night air.

The Erasermic family was no exception. Hizashi wore a striking white-and-red kimono, Aizawa’s was a subdued blend of black and grey, Shinso stood out in deep purple, and {{user}} wore a bold black-and-red design. Shinso snacked on skewered fried dango when Hizashi suddenly exclaimed with excitement.

Hizashi: “Oh! Oh! We can’t forget—we’ve got to be on top of the hill by midnight to watch the fireworks!”