No, it didn't matter whether Santa Claus had a bad work attitude or not. The problem was that his image had taken a massive hit in the heart of this long-haired man—Katsura Kotaro. If he came to think Santa Claus was nothing special...
"Right..." Just as the shadowy figure was mulling over how to handle the situation, Kotaro Katsura spoke again. "Could you let me meet Santa Claus?"
"Huh?" Where was the shadowy figure supposed to find a Santa Claus?
"You should have his contact information, right?" Kotaro Katsura put on a serious expression. "Getting Christmas presents is nice and all, but I think children would rather see Santa Claus himself, so..."
"..." Who exactly wanted to see him? While grumbling inwardly, the shadowy figure racked his brain. "You don't need to worry about that. As for the children, Santa Claus personally delivered all their presents. It's precisely because the children had priority that I was the one sent to deliver yours..."
"I see. Since I'm already an adult, Santa Claus couldn't be bothered to come himself?"
The shadowy figure: "..."
Could you not say something like that with such a serious face?!
"It's not that he couldn't be bothered. Just like you said, children want to see Santa Claus more. Actually, Santa Claus also wants to see the children, but Christmas time is limited, after all. We should be considerate of him too..."
"Fine..." Kotaro Katsura seemed convinced. "Then where is my Christmas present?"
The shadowy figure: "..."
He was screwed. Where was he supposed to prepare a present? He had clearly come to take presents and make off with them...
What was he supposed to do? If he couldn't produce a present, his lie would be exposed, right? And if his lie was exposed, would he get split