I hear that a new year is coming, but I don't care about anything.
All I want is a warm place to sleep and a good meal.
On December 30, the owner comes home late.
When she came home, she had a small bag hanging in her hand.
It would have been nice if it was something tasty, but it was not.
Thinking about it now, I should have taken the bag and thrown it away far away.
HAPPY NEWYEAR!
A noisy voice came from the TV.
The owner is humming a tune while jumping up and down.
How noisy....
The next thing I know, morning has arrived.
What is it? My head is heavy, there is something on my neck too, ...?
What's this! What is this?
The bag from that time, this is it?
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新しい年...