Event Story – You're my only Christmas, ch.8

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Employee: Pancakes and hot coffee two, enjoy.

Bianchi: Thank you.

Employee: Would you like some sugar or milk?

Bianchi: I prefer mine black. What about you, sweetie?

Licht: I’ll have it black too...

Bianchi: Are you sure? It's bitter. Right, miss?

Employee: Yes, it is quite bitter.

Licht: ... One milk and one sugar, please.

Employee: Here you go.

Licht: Thank you.

Employee: Fufu, take your time.

Bianchi: Huff, this coffee is just as good as I remember. It really helps me relax when work is piling up.

Licht: ... It really is tasty.

Bianchi: Right? Next time, make sure to tell Sage and Nico about it.

Licht: Yeah, I will.

Bianchi: You're such a good kid~

Licht: ......

Bianchi: It's really commendable how you behave so well in this quiet café.

Licht: I mean, I'm not really...

Bianchi: Right... You don't like being called a good kid, do you?

Licht: What...?

Bianchi: Sage told me you still haven't asked for your gift, right?

Licht: ......

Bianchi: Are you thinking that maybe you don't deserve to get anything because you're a bad kid?

Licht: ... Yeah.
I don't think I have the right to expect Santa to show up...
Even if everyone forgives me, it doesn't mean I can just be a good kid...

Bianchi: Oh dear...
I can't say I've been a good person all my life... And I definitely can't act like I understand what you're going through, so I won't act like I'm better than you.
I mean, who am I to say I know what kind of heavy burdens that small body of yours carries? It's not something I can just casually claim to understand.
... I've messed up plenty since growing up, so I'm not in a position to judge.

Licht: ......

Bianchi: You might be surprised, but adults often have more to reflect on.

Licht: ... Even you make mistakes...?

Bianchi: Yeah, everyone does. No one is perfect. That's why I believe it's important to recognize those mistakes and decide how to act on them.

Licht: .....

Bianchi: So, would you mind hearing one of my memories?

Licht: A memory…?

Bianchi: Yes, it’s about Christmas, back when I was really young.



Bianchi: My mom was a dancer, so Christmas was always super busy for her, and I had to spend it alone.
Of course, I knew she was working hard for me, so I couldn't say I was lonely... but deep down, I really hated Christmas.

Licht: ......

Bianchi: So, when Mom asked me what I wanted for a gift, I said charcoal as a form of protest.



Licht: Charcoal?

Bianchi: Yeah. They say Black Santa gives coal, so I figured I'd say charcoal instead.
Charcoal can be used for drawing too, you know.

Licht: ... So, what happened after that?

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