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[So she was going to actually ask something of those of and brought here... At least, until she opened her mouth and a certain someone's boom box went off.]

Tomadou kotoba ataerarete mo jibun no kokoro tada uwa no sora
Moshi watashi kara ugoku no naraba subete kaeru no nara kuro ni suru
Konna jibun ni mirai wa aru no? Konna sekai ni watashi wa iru no?
Ima setsunai no? Ima kanashii no? Jibun no koto mo wakaranai mama
Ayumu koto sae tsukareru dake yo hito no koto nado shiri mo shinaiwa--

[...It seems as though they stopped after that, pausing as though in thought.]

...I wonder if a store is still open. [Because she could indeed use some sake at the moment, dealing with these stubborn children and a brainwashed representative ~~you're next, Pyro Jacks~~. A little later (read: thirty minutes of likely continued perplexing behavior from the aforementioned representative and drinking yet not getting drunk), there is a text because what is trusting her voice with this still occurring?]

What is it you desire during this season? ...Aside from a certain clan deciding whether they wish for a green or white Christmas.

[Other gods know they have had enough of that to last for a few years.]

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it sounds nice

...I also am fully aware of just how it is to interpret their desires incorrectly and neglect a select few whose voices were stronger.

[If you ever wondered what truly furious red eyes looked like, someone had that answer now. Right in front of him in the blink of an eye as though she had always been right. there, and those scars are still apparent, still healing under the burial kimono. Those poor Pyro Jacks will never stand a chance...]

I had learned the fickleness of the soul long ago. There is no need to reopen fresh wounds, son of man.

[She could just trap him in an illusion, you know. It certainly does sound appealing right about now.]

[Yu... actually looked worried at that moment, not that he didn't have every reason to be. He leaned back into the couch, almost like it would swallow him up and save him. The couch refused, and Izanagi was doing the equivalent of, "NOPE," in his head... so he opted to uneasily turn away from the goddess.]

...right. Sorry.

Then it could be that it wasn't you, but that he simply cannot communicate plainly.

[She can put two and two together. She's a goddess, after all... not an idiot.]

[When did she become the therapist what even.]

I see. Hm... It is almost funny, considering the circumstances.

Precisely. I'd like to know more about those who were brought here.
I'm just terrible at asking directly.

Why's that?

I suppose it would be... but again, I have never celebrated it, myself.

Communication failures seem to be abounding this last few weeks.

And that does not count the spontaneously bursting into song.

I guess I can understand that.

[There's a moment, before Soma continues.]

The obvious answer would be that I want to see my friends again. I miss being with them. There's more than that though, but that's not something I want to share on a public message.

The exact reason I've refused to leave my apartment.

[That, and all the Green and White Christmas crap is driving him nuts.]

do you want to?

[And just as suddenly, she is back at the table, sitting upon a chair near it as though she had never moved. See? did not even lift a finger against him.

She sighed.] You are not in your right mind. I cannot hold this transgression against you.

[Still, there was that warning. The news report was going to have something that had been very much deserved soon after this was over. No Thousand Curses for anyone, today...]

[..................................wat]

I am fine. A time like this should be shared between friends. Thank you for the thought, however.

Well, it seems that at least one reason should be ending, soon...

[And considering that they kind of tied down one of the four...]

[Yu's expression went back to his usual, though on the inside, he was a bit irritable. He was so in his right mind... when have they ever known him to not help others? Well, maybe they wouldn't hold it against him... he knew he wouldn't hold it against them; they were his friends after all, and he'd show them how awesome a Green Christmas was eventually.]

[...speaking of.]

...I wonder if the others will still continue with the Christmas party...

[He trailed off a moment, before turning to her again.]

I don't know if the others told you, but you're invited.

Good; I'm getting sick of the obnoxious singing and even more obnoxious weather.

[You were in a loin cloth.

That sparkles.

Going around town with all your Pyro Jack friends.

You also freaked out one of your social links by going between her legs.

What part of this makes it seem as though you were in your right mind, Yu. I mean seriously. She is silent the entire time he is, wondering just how long he would need to be tied up in the first place. At least, until he speaks up again. A Christmas party? How quaint.]

I'm certain that they-

[Congratulations, Narukami... You are one of the few who have ever made her speechless.]

No, they had not. In fact, they were likely too surprised that I would one day move to act in favor of their desires.

You have not heard obnoxious until you have heard someone attempt to give a confession in another person's stead by way of Christmas music.

[Yu nodded at that; now that he really thought about it, he wasn't sure how to feel about his friends uniting with the death goddess against him. Maybe he really was doing something wrong...?]

[...nah.]

Well, you are. I... want you to come.

Yeah, that is pretty obnoxious.

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