Christmas was one of the only days where the port mafia didn't look boring.

Mori had rang Chuuya out of bed and then forced him specifically to help decorate because his ability would be pretty useful to hang up ornaments.

Of course, Chuuya was less than amused. After all, he would've much rather layed in bed and drank his hot chocolate all day. Preferrably with a partner, but he couldn't have everything, right?

So, Chuuya quickly got dressed and walked to the community hall, where the packages with decorations and lights already waited for him like a present. With a sigh, Chuuya got to unpacking all of the bright decorations.

He had already littered the decorations over the floor, which let him look quite cute, sitting between all the christmas lights and decorations like he was the present himself.

Suddenly, Mori came over to him.

"Ah, Chuuya, already working quite well, I see?" Mori gave a half hearted applause. "You'll be getting help with all of this soon."

"Who is it?" asked Chuuya, looking up at Mori.