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In Miso City, the winters were cold, the hearts were colder…but somehow, the comradery of close friends and family persisted ever warm during the holiday cheer. A week had passed since the Detention Club’s hasty attempts in deciding who should be heaping real responsibility for their Christmas party. In the end, the President ruled that it was difficult to decide any real winner; both because of the disorganized fights and for the intervention of their light counterparts.

It was a draw, so to speak, a decision that of course had many eyes rolling. Luckily, before too much venom could be spat, the solution came in the most unlikely of places. At the last moment, Ami had somehow found an empty restaurant on Christmas day, no doubt its owners having packed up shop to celebrate the cold festivities. Touka chose to look the other way seeing as their magic wasn’t exposed and in the end, it was decided the Detention Club’s Christmas party would be held in the relatively [url=https://i.imgur.com/GXnyaBM.jpg]abandoned restaurant.[/url]

And so the dark girls would gather one by one, ready to exchange gifts and celebrate in the name of mischief. As expected of the President, Touka was one of the first to arrive at the restaurant. Snow crunching under her boots, she entered the place with nary a care for alarm and the like. Clearly those in Miso City had no concern for strange encounters and phenomenon. After all, the city’s citizens were still agape at the sudden and unexpected “forest fire” that had decimated their park in a single night. In the dead of December. Many were still blaming the incident on aliens and it earned Touka a low sneer to herself.

Not expecting anyone else to arrive yet, the President made herself comfortable in one of the long family booths. From there she’d stare idly at the snow falling outside, glad that this place was at least out in the boonies enough to go unnoticed. The restaurant’s owner was, ironically, just as untraceable as anything else. Because it was very doubtful Luna was even aware the Detention Club had hijacked her family restaurant for their own needs.

Then again, she probably didn’t care; not on Christmas day. A week had given her plenty of time to become buddies with the new Magical Girls now in Miso City. Apparently, their friendship was strong enough to warrant a group celebration of their own sorts. Indeed, the Magical Girls would find their day spent at a fancy [url=https://i.imgur.com/ycFKfda.jpg]karaoke bar[/url]. Such was the ironic fate of those empowered by magic.