"It better not be a gag present again. You owe me from last year's abomination," Kazuya warned, taking the lumpy, poorly wrapped thing with a suspicious squint slanted towards his friend. That expression quickly lightened into one of childish anticipation though, his fingers quickly picking away at the sellotape and multiple layers of wrapping pap- goddammit.

"How much paper did you use? I feel like I'm playing pass the parcel here," Kazuya grumbled, shoving another layer of wrapping paper into Okuninushi's waiting hand.