Ayatsuji had heard you preparing all night long and yet he knew not to peek. He yawns as he walks down the stairs, pretending to guess what you had spent your night doing. He attempts to tease you, acting as if he isn’t grateful for the gift, despite not knowing what it is yet.

“I bet I can guess what it is!”

Ayatsuji’s eyes widen as he walks into the kitchen, taking note of the small doll on the table that looks exactly like him.

“Woah, is that my present? I love it!”