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A cold breeze blew through the agency window, sending shivers up Atsushi's spine.
"M-Mr. Kunikida, do we h-have to leave the window open?" he asked quivering in his seat.
Kunikida simply replied by zipping his jacket up all the way, and nodding.
"We need ventilation, Atsushi. It's way too stuffy in here, since SOMEONE always turns the heat all the way up on all our heaters," He sharply twisted his head towards Dazai, who just happened to be sitting on the ground, in front of a heater.
"But I need constant warmth! What if my heart freezes over, and I become cold and mean like Kunikida?" Dazai whined, hoping to get a reaction out of the blond. But nothing. Kunikida just sighed and got back to his paperwork. It's like he had given up!
Not only had the harsh winter taken away the heat in the agency, it also took away their spirit. All the members were down in the dumps, even Kenji! The boy who usually all smiles and energy was now sitting at his desk, wrapped in layers of fabric, shaking. Infact, all agency members were wrapped in winter wear, shivering their butts off.
Right when the morale (and the temperature) was at its lowest, the agency's Saviors burst through the door.
"We have an announcement to make!" Ranpo yelled waltzing into the agency office, followed by Fukuzawa.
"Ahem, since Christmas is coming up and we haven't done anything special in the past few months, we are planning to host a game!"
That certainly caught everybody's attention.
"Oh! What game?" Kenji shot up like a puppy.
Fukuzawa stepped forward and cleared his throat to answer, "We'll be playing the game Secret Santa. Ranpo and Mr. Poe were telling me about it just now. It's a game where you'll be assigned a person, for whom you must buy a gift." the president took a deep breath and paused, as if in hesitation.
"Is something wrong, president?" Kunikida questioned, sensing the hesitation.
"No. However, we will be playing...along with the Port Mafia."
The statement was met with blank stares and another cold gust of wind.
"What why?" Kyoka was first to question.
"We are currently in the middle of a cease-fire, and the mafia have proven themselves helpful to us on multiple occasions. I believe that an alliance with the Mafia would be beneficial. This is simply an activity to help strengthen the relation between the agency members and the mafia. Any further queries?"
It appeared that that was enough. The members looked around at each other, content with the answer and ready to play the game. The morale in the agency was on the rise.
"Very well, Ranpo?" Fukuzawa asked turning towards the shorter man.
"Ok!" Ranpo pulled out a green bag from behind his back and displayed it in front of him. "In this bag, are chits with the names of Port Mafia members. Each one of you will take a chit, and whatever name you get is the Port Mafia member you must buy a gift for. There are two weeks till Christmas, so you have two weeks to get a gift. The gifts will be exchanged at the Christmas party held by the Port Mafia. Got it? great! On get a move on and grab a chit!" He impatiently held the bag out in front of him.
One by one, the members each took a piece of paper from the bag and went about their day. Finally, it became Atsushi's turn. He cautiously stuck his hand in the bag and pulled out a folded chit.
'please please please please please be somebody good'
He carefully unfolded the piece of paper to reveal...
'Ryuunosuke Akutagawa'
"Oh fuck-"
Kunikida placed his hands on Kenji's ears. "LANGUAGE ATSUSHI"