Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

The world has become a season full of Christmas, red, white and green. And I... am currently on winter break.

"Very considerate."

"What?"

"Never mind about this one."

Is it true that I am a lady today and at the Rose Garden, when I have time to hang out with Kate for a tea party and stick her up at the table? Unfortunately, you are a true lady.

"I never thought I would be able to go home for Christmas……"

"Really? It's about this time of year in the elementary school, winter break."

Seriously... Speaking of which, in some countries, Christmas is like a holiday. If it's usually weekdays and Saturdays and Sundays, it's a lucky event.

That, but the game that underpinned this world is made in Japan, and it can't be that different from my senses...?

I thought you were having a Christmas party or something at school.

"Oh, it seems like someone is doing something personal. You know, class units."

"Oh, really?

"I was invited, too, but I refused because it was a hassle"

"No, let's go with that"

You don't know what dating is... No, you must know and ignore it, in Kate's case. I think you could be a little more interested.

Kate is happy to be at the party... it's disgusting to imagine.

"I thought you were being rude."

"I don't know what you mean."

"The gaze, the tone. Let's think of a little more deception."

"Kate's probably too!

I find out you're making fun of the tone. You're not gonna hide it. This guy. I'm used to it.

"Even I didn't say no without thinking. He was a guy I barely knew to join, and I just said no because I didn't think it made sense to go."

"Was Kate like that friendly?

Although I think that the interactive relationship is a lot wider than I think because it's basically equal and doesn't break the same response to anyone. Still, I think it's separate from the friendly popular.

Sarcia would be friendly and popular, and I feel like she's in the assumption, but Kate would find it rather difficult to talk to someone she doesn't know. Too faceless.

"It was a gathering with a lot of girls... but I'm not sure there are a lot of kids I don't know"

"Uh... yeah, okay, I get it"

"No, don't take it personally."

Explain it, it says on your face, but I'd rather hear it. Kate, you really didn't notice, did you? I'm aware that Kate's girl standard is me, but I think this guy is all kinds of dull after including it. Never my fault or anything.

"Those kids wanted to get along with Kate... didn't they? Because it's Christmas, and when I get a chance like this, I get brave."

He's the one who says things, and choosing words is important. Even if I'm proud to say I'm 90% correct, I'm too sorry to expose my feelings for Kate on my own from my mouth. I don't even know how serious they are. If I could entrust you to an event and be close to you, would you be about lucky, or have you squeezed your courage on a special occasion: Christmas?

Either way, I'm here now, so I didn't get the feeling.

"I don't know... I don't know."

"I guess. I'm not interested in Christmas in the first place."

"In the first place, Christmas is a day with Maria."

"I'm with you every year, hey."

It's not like there are no nobles to host a big Christmas party, but mostly it takes place the day before Eve, or only adults attend...... Either way, kids are free for Eve and Christmas.

Well, in fact, it's the kids who are expecting fun for Christmas. With or without faith in Santa Claus, gifts are a privileged place for children... No, my parents exchange gifts every year, but they're like newlyweds for 10,000 years, and I mean exceptions.

"And... we're ready this year, aren't we?

Well, that's the norm.

"Okay, bye-bye. - So I'll let you out, okay?

"Mm."

"Then... let's go"

Wake up the body that was stuck up and load each other's luggage on the empty table.

Mine is the size you can hold on both arms, and Kate's is a palm-sized box. Both are beautifully wrapped and I don't know what's in them.

Me and Kate's Christmas routine, commonly known as gift exchange.

"That's pretty big."

"You know, Kate's like that is small."

"Don't shake it."

"What, broken goods?

"Subtly? They wrapped it up, so you'll be fine, but you don't know either way."

We swapped each other's bags, and I have a box in my hand that Kate brought.

Lovely and elegant with a thin purple box with white ribbons and red embellishments, it feels like an adult for a middle school gift, but strikes for my taste. It feels so familiar from wrapping.

"Well, Kate, try opening it first."

A flat-bagged wrapped gift, in Kate's hands. I personally think that the orange bag and the green ribbon look like Kate. I'm not very good at decorating it, so I didn't make it feel cute.

This moment when the ribbon is slowly unwrapped makes me most nervous every year. The movement of the fingers also takes a polite minute because the packaging is not to be broken. Is this place delicate even though it's a big mess... or is it because I'm in a hurry because I'm thrilled?

It was pulled out of a bag wrapper. Will you like it?

"…… Work clothes?

Yellow light brown...... flax work clothes. The shape has the same long-sleeved connections as the objects Kate usually uses.

Just the size, I chose two things bigger than the one Kate is using right now.

"You said you got smaller before, didn't you? He said it was about time the hole was empty."

"Well understood...... my knee was about to be in danger"

"What if the cycle of replacing, a little sooner?

"If it's about a hole in my knee, I can do something about it if I sew it..."

"It's me who sews."

"You said I'd do it because Maria's gonna dismiss it."

"When Kate does it, it's gonna look like shit."

Essentially, I can do all the chores and even though my hands are clever, only sewing will give me a hell of a finish for some reason. The area that doesn't scratch your fingers may be due to dexterity, but when it's done, he says he's not sure if it's blocked or torn... it's amazing in a way. Kate's father is only devastated to clean up, and genes affect places like this.

Even I can't sew special. Originally a mediocre ordinary person, now a noble lady, neither of whom have high female power. I feel rather low.

Still, as a former ordinary person, I can do basic things. If you're at the primary school family medicine level, it's a pre girls' problem.

"I changed the size this time, and I was thinking about replacing it, so it helped...... thanks, I'll use it to take care of it."

"I'm glad to hear that... but what I hadn't replaced yet was the complexity"

"It's a hassle to go buy……………"

"If you want to change the size, you have to buy a change of clothes."

"Right. I don't like to use this right away."

"I bought a bigger one so I can use it for a while, and it shouldn't be cramped to wear it in cold weather"

Essentially, when working, it is connected to one piece, because it does not prevent cold even when it is cold because it is cramped and difficult to move. Low temperatures make me more worried than I am.

"Copy that… Then it's Maria's turn."

Kate, who is already in the wrapping cleanup, is no different than usual, unlike me, who was nervous. I hope this happens every year, too.

Untie the ribbon and open the box. I guess I feel bigger than when I was on Kate's one hand because my hand is smaller than Kate's. I thought it was the size of the palm of my hand and it was the size that subsided on both hands.

If it were wrapping paper, I would have been cautious and time-consuming too, but this present was a ribbon in the box, so it won't be long. That's why it feels like the excitement has been concentrated in a short time.

A slightly stiff lid makes a sound that leaves the air. The rugged gloss was sinking softly into the white cotton.

"This...... mirror?

Round shape, compact mirror. There are three bright white moons floating in the dark, blue, painted night sky. The surface is smooth when touched even though it looks deep at first glance as to how many pictures are overlaid.

"I've been using it for a long time. I told you I broke it."

"That's right..."

I overflowed Kate saying that I had shattered it by dropping the mirror I had always used for many years, just before I entered the winter break. If you want to go out into the social world, you should keep it. I bought it in my childhood, and I have been using it for a long time, so the surface also has fine scratches. The clasp was loose, and the lifespan would have been close.

Fortunately, I have other hand mirrors, so I didn't have any problems after I broke them.

"Maria, you surprisingly liked that one. I've been a little depressed since I broke it."

"Yes...... is it?

"I thought so on my own, but I don't know where it really is."

Sure, I was just a little sad, but I interpreted that as destroying what my parents bought me.

But... now that I think about it, I do think I liked that hand mirror. More than anything else I have, but it is proof that I kept using all that until the degradation was visible. In the first place, because my parents bought it for me, I'm not a winning person who keeps using things I don't like. And I'm not even a delicate person, as sad as I broke a hand mirror.

"... Yeah, I think Kate's right"

What a pity you don't realize until you tell me... No, is it something wrong with Kate to say what it feels like to not even realize myself in this case? I don't know what to do if my reflections on me are too perfect, but Mariabel's formula should be mine.

"Thanks, I'll take care of it."

"I looked for something similar to the old one."

"Really? But I prefer this one."

If you ask me, it might be similar to the color flavor or something before. But I think this one's even more to my liking.

"It tastes good, but I don't like being flashy and luxurious."

"……… you know me well."

The hand mirrors I have, including the ones that I broke, are designed to take to the party. Flashy colors and luxurious designs are cute but a little hard to use for me to use. He must have unconsciously liked it there because he was still the simple one who broke it.

"I can take lightstones and stuff, I'm scared, and I can scratch my nails right off the decorations."

…………

What's that word for word? My instructions are perfect. I've scratched my nails and bled before Kate, but I didn't tell anyone about Lightstone... or I thought it was information that I didn't care enough to say.

I never thought anyone would be guessing, but it's Kate... and I'm scared to get used to it.

"I don't think it will crack so easily because the strength should also be more than before. Unless you drop it open."

"If I break this, I don't feel like I just need to be depressed..."

It just got a little spicy in my imagination, so if I actually cracked it, it doesn't look like a bee dent. Maybe, absolutely, cry.

"If you break it, I'll give you a new one for Christmas that year."

"Don't say things that aren't even on the edge, right? Because you take care of it!

"I know. I'll take care of it."

"……… yeah."

There's no cake, there's no party. We go home to each other and spend time with our families before the sun sets, until then we have no time to lose.

The Christmas tree prepares Kate's father for the garden to be big and beautiful, but it's not like we're going to see that finished product together.

Just send each other presents and laugh when you see each other.

"Merry Christmas"

"Merry Christmas"

I just say that.

This is our only Christmas.