The most depressing time of the year.

[dolorous_sensei]

1.*You might just randomly meet him on the hall. Or you may have the unfortunate fate of sitting beside him in the newly opened bar. But now, Walt is grabbing and shaking your collar."

"Tell me. How can you manage to deal with it? How!?"

2.


"This... how does this turn into this!? This can't be true. You must be lying. This place is... this place is..."

*Someone is staring at awe at a raw egg, then at a bowl of scrambled egg, then the raw egg again.  It drops the raw egg. It stares at the mess. The mess won't turn into scrambled egg, obviously.*

"And that! How does that turn into this!? It can't be!" It gnaws at a piece of bread while shouting toward a pile of flour.

Apparently someone promised to teach the waltspawn "the food's way" at one point. Who's that irresponsible person is unimportant. The important thing is that the still unnamed mysterious creature is in a kitchen now.

The mysterious being is holding its head, breathing heavily.

"This place..."

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[star_of_sad]

Umm, well. It's not that the world is going to end, after the year ends another one comes...

And it's all just how we measure time anyway. Various cultures had new year on different days, right?

[dolorous_sensei]

I know. Why must mankind arbitrarily mark days like this. It only makes things more obvious... and sadder...

About what we failed to do for this whole 365 days...

[star_of_sad]

What... we failed to do?

[These words strike a bit too close for Setsuko's comfort.]