15. Fifteen Minutes Before the New Year, May's Room is a Disaster

In May's room, the sound of "rustle, rustle... rustle" suits the atmosphere better than the silence of winter.
"Rustle, rustle... rustle"
And that's no surprise. Piles of clothes on the sofa, half-read magazines, and stacks of unopened cosmetics.

Every time she walks, the clutter reacts like a little piece of music.
And then—she realizes.

"…Wait!! It's already the end of the year!!?"

The moment she looked at the calendar, May flipped over with a scream.

The pile of clothes collapsed like an avalanche, blocking the path.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!! I can't ring in the New Year in this state~~!!"

When she opened a drawer with force, only "one" of last year's gloves came out.
"Ehh! Why is there only one!?"

Hearing that voice, Moko peeks in through the window.

"May~, what's wrong, Moko...?"

"Moko~~!! Help me~~!!"

The two of them start cleaning up, but every time May moves, another pile collapses, and as fast as Moko sweeps, a "new rustling sound" keeps occurring.

"May, is this... actually getting cleaned up, Moko?"

"I don't know!! But we have to do it!!"

May rolls up her sleeves and takes a deep breath.

"Alright! I'll give it my all for the next 15 minutes! I really will! If I don't hurry, the New Year will be here~~!!"


Outside the window, snow had begun to fall quietly.

May's New Year's Eve is racing right up to the wire again today.

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