It's Christmas Eve. Noah was waiting for this day to come. Outside the window the white snow that began to fall earlier glistens. The mansion was coloured with red and green colour schemes, and the entrance hall was decorated with Christmas trees decorated together.

He had invited his uncle Dennis and his aunt Margot to the mansion. Fee is supposed to be visiting late for work. Shall I admit I'm up late tonight or so to Noah, who looks like I'm sorry I didn't see my favorite Uncle Fee? And when the sweet mother heart gave her a peek in the face, Noah said.

"Oh, my God. Konya, can Santa Claus come to me, too?

"He'll come. Noah is a good girl."

Don't you want to come to Santa Claus?

"What's a black Santa Claus?

"I'm coming to this shitty place. Santa Claus brings you presents, but Santa Claus is a terrible toy freak."

"You don't like that. Mr. Black Santa Claus is mean."

"But that's the only way. I shouldn't be rude. It's a lot."

"Yes. Noah is great. But it would be sad if they just didn't get the gifts they were looking forward to for Christmas or took all the toys."

"Yeah. That's why I'm screwing around. Santa wouldn't come if he'd probably left it there, would he? Grandpa, Grandma. Good night."

To Noah's words, her uncle, feeling well drunk in wine, was in a good mood to "rest," she called out, "I look forward to Santa Claus' gift," and her aunt Margot dropped Noah off.

Noah had asked Santa Claus for a sleigh. When I asked outside the window, the snow soil was stained white. Snow unlikely to stop. Tomorrow morning this minute will be as unfolding as he hoped.

"He'll be home soon, too."

"When I get back, I have to do my duty."

Who's Dennis calling him? I mean Fi. Margot also says funny. He will be back by the time our angel sleeps.

"My mother-in-law always wears that rocket pendant, right? Is that your favorite?

If you care and say a silver pendant with a swaying watermark carving on your mother-in-law's chest, your mother-in-law told you to remember a distant day.

"Yes. This is what I had with my dear friend. There's a picture of your friend in here."

That's what my stepmother opened up in the rocket to show me. One woman's picture was included.

"This is...!

"Someone who was this man's beloved wife and my best friend. We'll never forget her."

Margot said somewhere lonely, staring at Dennis. It appears that Anton's birth mother was housed inside her stepmother's locket. Anton hated Margot, but his mother wished she had a close relationship with Margot.

The woman in the pendant you showed me looked a lot like Anton. Anton looked a lot like the woman, although he had taken the liberty of wondering if she looked like her father from the color of her hair and eyes. The woman is a beautiful person, but I felt the Rin.

"The pendant she has has is filled with my paintings."

As a token of our friendship, Margot said she missed the matching rocket pendants she had given each other in their pictures, when she was younger, with Anton's mother.

If I wanted to hear more about those days, Phee came home.

"Hey, it's cold"

He came into the room leaving his coat with Theo, the butler, and he said, "What about Noah?," he asks.

"I'm already asleep."

"Well, let's do it."

"Wait a minute. You must have just come home now. Why don't you get some rest? My body's cold."

"Oh. Yeah."

Hand him a hand towel to the chair on the side of the fireplace urging him to wipe his wet head.

"You two have been close since you were kids."

And I've said it with my eyes like Margot misses a distant day.