The Christmas 2024 Home Voices were available from midnight December 24 until 23:59 on December 25, 2024.
Oz
Sage, what kind of Christmas gift would you like? Tonight, we Central wizards… hmm? Wait a moment. Over there, Arthur and the others are calling me… … I’m back. While we won’t be visiting your room tonight, I’d like to hear your thoughts as a reference.
Arthur
Hohoho! For the good Sage, here’s a present. Merry Christmas! … How was it, Sage? I tried imitating the Santa Claus of your world. Did I nail it? Great! Now, I shall visit Riquet’s room!
Cain
Whoa, you scared me! Lord Snow and Lord White, huh? Don’t just barge into someone’s room this late at night without knocking! … Failed? Because I wasn’t asleep? Disqualified as Santa? Force me to sleep to make up for it? Hey, I’m hearing some unsettling words. What’s that supposed to—whoa!? Zzz… zzz…
Riquet
Merry Christmas! I’m Santa Riquet. First, I’ll head to Lord Arthur’s room! … So, how was it? Did I manage to pull off the Santa Claus imitation? Hehe, I practiced a lot because I wanted to surprise everyone. I wonder if Lord Arthur will be pleased.
Snow
In place of Santa Claus, we gave presents to everyone in the magic hall. Of course, to the three from the North as well. They can be a handful, but it’s no exaggeration to call them adorable children. Well, the hardest part was sneaking the gifts into their rooms without them noticing…
White
We prepared presents for everyone in the magic hall in place of Santa Claus and planned to quietly place them in their rooms, but Oz noticed our visit. We ended up being invited into the room and just handed over the presents directly before returning. It was a bit embarrassing…
Mithra
The hole I made in the wall before sunset—well, night came without me patching it up. But leaving it open for a night should be fine, right? That Santa Claus person won’t even need to go through the chimney; it’ll make it much easier to get in.
Owen
Sage, here, take this. It’s a match made from the branch of a dream tree. Light it in front of everyone and let them see your wish. Something beautiful would be boring, so I’ll use my magic to draw out the dark, twisted desires deep within your heart. You can look forward to it.
Bradley
This glass, for me? … Haha, if you’re going to give it, you might as well wear a red suit. But well, if Santa starts handing out presents even to bad kids, that old man might get pretty angry.
Faust
It’s especially cold today… At this rate, it might snow. … If it snows, maybe I can play in the snow with Saku-chan? … Heh, yeah, that sounds nice.
Shino
The other day, I made a snowman with Mitile and Chloe. Those two wanted to wrap a scarf around the snowman we made. They said it looked cold being outside and naked. Even though it’s made of snow, isn’t that a strange thing to say? The people here really are a bunch of kind-hearted folks.
Heathcliff
Tonight, I’ll leave milk and cookies by my bedside as I sleep. It’s the classic hospitality for Santa Claus, right? Oh, but the reindeer that carry him work just as hard all night, don’t they? Should I leave some vegetables for them too?
Nero
In your world, Sage, on a day like today, you eat roasted chicken, don’t you? It looks simple, but getting the heat just right is actually pretty tricky. Undercooked isn’t good, but overcooked makes it dry… To get it juicy, I tried all sorts of things back in the day.
Shylock
Welcome, Sage. Here you go: a new non-alcoholic cocktail called "The Red-Nosed Reindeer’s Innocence." I crafted it in honor of Christmas from your world. Please savor the delicate encounter of moonlight tree essence and rouge berries sparkling in the glass.
Murr
This morning, a strange box was left outside my room. Could it be a present from that Santa guy? Sometimes it rattles and makes a growling sound—it’s so fascinating! Sage, let’s open it together!
Chloe
Sage, have you decided what gift you want to ask Santa for? Still unsure? If you make up your mind, I’d love for you to tell me first. Why? … Hehe, that’s a secret for now!
Rustica
The big stocking Chloe made looks so fluffy and warm that I couldn’t help but climb inside. It seems it was meant for holding presents, but… hehe, in this case, the gift is me!
Figaro
Lord White, won’t you play Santa for us? Mitile seemed disappointed, saying, “If it snows, we’d have a White Christmas…” A Christmas with you as Santa—wouldn’t that be a true White Christmas? … What, you don’t think this clever joke will amuse the younger crowd? Quiet, you.
Rutile
Mitile… good, sound asleep. I’ll leave the present by the pillow… Hmm? What’s this on the table? A plate of cookies and a note: “Dear Santa, here are some cookies as thanks. Please enjoy.” Hehe, well then, I won’t hold back. Thanks, Mitile.
Lennox
There’s going to be a feast tonight, so I’m taking the kids out for a run to work up an appetite. Sage, care to join us? A good sweat makes a feast all the more satisfying.
Mitile
Mmm, that was a good sleep… Ah! My present arrived, and Santa ate the cookies! There’s even a note… “The cookies were delicious.” Hehe, come on now, writing it in the same handwriting as always gives your identity away. Still, I’m glad I prepared them.
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