"Yoshino." Yuko first looked to the most dependable homemaker at her side and handed her a red envelope.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Thank you." Yoshino accepted it with a smile.
"Then there's..." Yuko's gaze slowly swept over the Visored. "Lisa, White, Kensei..."
Yuko called them out one by one. Whoever was named immediately rushed up beaming to collect their reward, all while muttering various clumsy words of praise.
Even rough man Kensei gave a light cough and said thank you.
"Many thanks, Miss Yuko!"
"Miss Yuko is beautiful and kindhearted!"
Shinji Hirako watched red envelope after red envelope being handed out, yet his name still had not been called. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but had to keep up an outwardly calm appearance.
This guy... She's not really going to use this chance to settle a personal grudge, is she? Just because I said a couple more things earlier? Women are way too petty!
"Hiyori."
"Thanks."
Compared to everyone else, Hiyori, who got along better with Yuko, merely answered simply.
As the number of red envelopes dwindled, Shinji finally could not sit still. He looked toward Hiyori, who was happily gauging the thickness of her red envelope, and decided to take an indirect approach.
"Well, well, Hiyori." Shinji sidled over with feigned surprise. "Look at you, smiling like an idiot just because you got a red envelope. Still, Yuko really is generous. Even a violent washboard like you got one."
"Who are you calling a washboard?!" A vein throbbed at Hiyori's temple. Just as she was about to smash the red envelope in her hand into Shinji's face, Yuko spoke.
"Shinji."
"Y-Yes!"
Shinji jolted, instantly putting on an exceedingly fawning smile as he hurried over to Yuko in two strides. He was just