My Childhood Friend And The Christmas Party

According to my childhood friend, “honestly, I like my chicken un-fried better than fried,” apparently.

Then again, I hear the whole fried-chicken-at-Christmas thing is a Japan-only deal, so you may as well just eat whatever you actually feel like.

And how’s this childhood friend of mine, Sakura Ayuri, doing right about now…?

“That bright-red-nosed little rein~deer~♪”

(She’s off singing something again.)

“Hmm-hmm~, hmm-hmm-hmm~”
“Did she… forget the lyrics?”
“…and so, at last, that night, he was over~joyed~♫”
“She just skipped a giant chunk and slapped an ending on it.”

There’s a limit to how vaguely you’re allowed to remember a song.

Anyway, out...