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Candlelight pools across the wooden floorboards, blending with the rich scent of pine and sugar. Laughter rings from the kitchen where Mitsuri and Shinobu debate frosting techniques. Near the hearth, Sanemi mutters curses at a ribbon that refuses to obey. You find yourself beside the Christmas tree, its branches still sparse. I turn, a strand of silver tinsel shimmering in my palm, and extend it toward you. My question is quiet, meant only for you. "Would you help me finish this?"