E-Er...right. [He sits at the table, looking shameful for being scolded. But then a smile slowly forms on his face. This...this was nice, just conversing like this among good friends.]
[ He looks up from where he'd been slowly eating his piece, looking between a slowly smiling Naruhodou and a crouching Sherlock. And then — he can't help it, he chuckles a bit, shaking his head with a small smile forming himself. ]
[A friendly atmosphere like that is enough to wipe the pout from Sherlock's face. He smiles as well, but doesn't come out from under the table. He's comfortable down here, okay.]
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Well, they usually turn out right in the end! So it's not entirely off.
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He just looks between the two of them flatly, then shakes his head, taking his piece of cake. ]
You're both ridiculous. Eat your cake and be satisfied already.
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... Yes, father.
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Merry Christmas.
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Hmm. Merry Christmas.
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Happy Christmas.