It was cold, to say the least. Goosebumps were on his body as condensed air was breathed out from his cold exposed lips. He folded his arms, dammit was freezing. His head pounded as he walk towards the white covered building where the demon woman lied. "Hah... it's so freaking goddamn cold." The short boy cursed. Normally he would be unfazed, however the Yakuza were party animals and decided, "Who cares? Your the heir of the Kunazumi family, let your hair down!". That's what he did, only to wake up to a massive headache and dizziness. Putting last night's events behind him, he continued to walk, more the snow would crunch and more this footprints would be indented. He could feel the sun slowly trying to break it's way through the snow. No one was really here, of course it's pretty early in the morning. He reached his humble destination. Sighing, he opened the shutter and unlocked the door with clunk! 

It was... dark. To say the least. He took a step, into the unknown. Crack.... Was that glass? Oh, hell no. He walked to were the light was and with a click it flickered on. What happened next shocked the hell out of him.

There was glass on the floor, a young lady sprawled out beside said glass and red liquid appearing to come from under her. What the hell? Running to his fallen master he tried to shake her, seeing if she was alive or not. "Lila-sama! Are you alright? Are you okay?" Panicking, he tried to see if there was any signs of life in her. Fortunately for him, her teal eyes fluttered open. 

"Oh... Kiku-kun? Is it morning already?". Her groggy voice was obvious. She was tired but alive. He sighed in relief. "I must have had too much to drink, my head is pounding. Ugh... I think I fell on strawberry coulis. Hey, is that the sugar glass? What on earth happened?". Wasn't he supposed to do the questioning? With an obviously annoyed look, he gave a cute pout as he sighed. "You threw a New Years Party remember? I think you got drunk? Hold up, did you give any minors drinks?".

It was just another day at the bakery. Wonderful. Freaking. Ful.