It's Christmas Eve. You, Mikey and Draken went to the temple where they most often celebrated the New Year.

You were wearing a white padded yukata with beautiful, barely visible patterns. Mikey was wearing a swamp green yukata, and Draken was wearing a milky white one.

You walked next to them. You were talking happily. Fluffy snow fell, remaining wherever possible. A festive atmosphere reigned all around. Everyone was glad that this year was ending