Even the usually sharp Linda found it hard to get a read on her now.
This late night felt exceptionally long.
The young ladies spent it each in their own quiet sorrow.
Finally, noon of the next day arrived.
The designated time to gather.
"Happy Winter-Arrival Festival."
"Wishing you all top-tier gear drops in the new year!"
"Happy holidays!"
The streets and alleys were brimming with festive cheer.
Though night hadn't fallen yet, some children were already playing with small, handheld fireworks.
The spacious commercial street in the Inner City District looked exceptionally crowded today.
Everyone had changed into yukatas, exchanging holiday greetings.
The women carried handbags, exquisitely dressed.
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