First, let me explain the title.
Christmas morning: On Christmas morning, parents always quietly leave carefully prepared little gifts by their children's beds, like "blessings and gifts bestowed upon us by God."
This is a very simple story about finding redemption.
Before a boy's dreams, a broken-winged angel glows with gentleness.
It is a warm color made by mixing a little vermilion, a little pale yellow, and a little ivory.
Little touches of warmth, little moments of joy, little things that move the heart.
The angel smiles faintly and flies once more into the sky she once dreamed of.
This story focuses on redemption, friendship, and love.
Miyao Tokiji…
At first, she seemed nothing more than a headstrong girl for no apparent reason.
She acted so mature, yet would give him a little scare as if taking revenge. Then her pale blue eyes would curve slightly, as though that alone could make her happy.
by Akaya Kirihara.
The tips of her hair curled slightly in the sunlight; her concern was awkward and anything but gentle.
These were things she had never imagined.
Could someone like her really have such a beautiful smile?
by Tokiji Miyao.
Uh-huh~ Don't be careless!
Passing by, making soy sauce... Xiao whispered: "It is immoral to collect articles without commenting on them!" (Running with the pot lid on his head)