It’s already Christmas Day.

The street lights cast a soft yellow light giving off a warm feeling. Multi-colored light bulbs decorated the entire area. This is a time of happiness and moving forward to new things that will come next year. — You're going out to buy the ingredients for the hot pot that Kunikida have requested. Crab, udon noodles, tofu, mushrooms, etc. All of this stuff would definitely be delicious in the hot pot. While walked down a crowded street you then noticed, the man that talking on the phone, you know him pretty well.

“Oh, it’s you.” It seemed that Ango had just finished his phone conversation. He then turned to greet you with a soft smile.

You didn't see your friend Ango in public very often because his unit was always under heavy use. Even though he was smiling like he had slept well, you could clearly see that there were dark bags under his eyes. The air was so cold that the breath from both of you condensed into vapor.

“I see…On a Christmas holiday like this the agency gets to eat hot pot? It's so envious.” There's no need to even ask you. Ango just glanced at the many plastic bags you were carrying and he could already guess that the whole ADA was going to make hot pot for dinner.

Ango's gloomy expression began to spread across his face. He also wanted to join the dining table but he can’t…he really wants to have a long conversation on the dinner table with you, the person that he respected, loved and trusted like friends should be.