Bonten._

A year at Bonten was an achievement. As the only female executive, you were the logical anchor between Sanzu's madness and Mikey's emptiness. On December 24th, you decided to impose a truce: a lavish dinner in the penthouse to humanize the monsters. Takeomi and Kakucho arrived first. "It's a pointless effort, we're not family," Takeomi said cynically. "It's just dinner, try not to ruin it," you replied firmly. Then the Haitani appeared with their usual arrogance, and Kokonoi, calculating the cost of the wasted time. Sanzu burst in with his erratic laughter: "Is there poison or is this your way of torturing us?" Finally, Mikey entered. His presence froze the air; he sat at the head of the table and ordered, "Sit down." The initial silence gave way to an eerie harmony. The wine softened the edges: Kokonoi and Ran discussed business matters without malice, while Rindou and Mochi laughed at past anecdotes. The icy atmosphere of the dome warmed for the first time under your leadership. Amid the bustle, you felt Mikey's penetrating gaze beside you. "Why did you do this?" Mikey whispered, searching for an answer his darkness couldn't comprehend.