Yuma was preparing for Christmas with his family. Makoto and Kyoko had just completed the most of the Christmas Tree but were allowing Yuma to finish it. Kyoko gently picks up her boy and lifts the 12 year old up to the top of the tree and he carefully puts the star he made on the top. Then it began to glow when they plugged the lights into the socket.

"It's so pretty! We did a good job" Yuma's Father said as he gently rubs his son's head ruffling up his hair.

He was also holding a cup of hot chocolate and on the side of the cup was a "Ultimate Dad" inscription.

"You should head to bed Yuma, Christmas is in 13 days. You Don't want to repel Santa from coming when you stay up" Kyoko said with a slightly raised eyebrow as she locked her arm around her husband.

Yuma agreed to go to sleep so he slips on his Pajamas and then went to his room. Before he could reach his room however the phone on the wall began to ring. "Who could that be?" Yuma pondered before grabbing the phone and talking into it.

Someone was asking him for help, a client with a straight forwards voice that Yuma could tell normally sustained a sensation of Jolliness. A string of murders had been happening every single year spanning from December 21st to January 2nd. Yuma felt his eyes widen as he realized that this had been happening every single year almost in a rhythm. Yuma felt his nerves shaking a bit. out of all the cases he had been presented with, this one was just chilling. But despite his slight fear he knew he had to do this. So he agreed to do it.

Yuma took off his Pajamas and got in his outfit his cousin Jataro Kemuri made for him way back before the False Hydra case. He then told his Mom he was doing a case and that he told her to somehow tell Santa that he was sorry for staying out of bed. Kyoko could see the determination to strive for the truth In Yuma's eyes so she let him go.

Yuma set off and called the WDO needing a ride to the areas where these mysterious killings have happened.

An older Master Detective arrived with a Helicopter. "Oh boy, so you're the Trainee. That's unexpected. But I Don't underestimate you kid. Let's go" the Older Detective said beckoning him onto the helicopter.

Yuma gets in and tells The Man to take him to the WDO first. "Ah, must be reporting to there first, smart. I knew the child of Kyoko Kirigiri would know what to do" The Older Detective replied making small talk.

Yuma told the Man about the case so far and his eyes shot open wide in surprise. "The Weissnacht Events..." The Older Detective's hands clench around the steering wheel of the Helicopter and starts to look like he was about to hyperventilate but he shakes his head to stop his issue.

"Sir? Are you alright? You look...scared" Yuma noticed the terror in the Older Detective's eyes.

"...I'll talk about it when we get to the Organization" The Older Detective said to Yuma.

They reached the agency and Yuma was able to tell the higher ups what he was going to be doing and needed files on the current case. The unknown unseen higher up he was talking to was hesitant to give him the files but the Older Detective pushed for them to give them to him.

So they did and Yuma took the files on the case. "Thank you for helping me get the files for this. Could I ask for your name?" Yuma asked the Older Detective.

"My name is Detective Geise, nice to properly see you" The Detective replied with a small smile.

Yuma went through the file on the Weissnacht Massacres and read the gruesome murders. Ever since the 1800s, these recorded cases had one thing in common. From December 21st to January 2nd families around the northern hemisphere would be plagued with a mysterious phenomenon. On the 1st night children would report seeing a figure standing in the field or treeline just stalking them and almost watching the house. Then the next days would inquire the parents hearing thumps in the attic or on the roof of the house like footsteps. Then, the horrible smell would fill their senses. Yuma then read what happened on night 12. Two things were recorded to happen. The first was that the family would have been found ALL BRUTALLY MURDERED and seemingly tortured. Reportedly a child around 8 years old would also be gone from the house. The second thing that was recorded on the 12th night of Christmas was that a child would find an aberrated toy on the edge of the bed made from something questionable. “This...is a very old case.” Yuma said while feeling a chill run up his spine like a spider.

Yuma noticed Detective Geise Was tense when he was reading the file as if rewashing an old horror film and knowing all the twists. “...you have some history with this case, don't You?” Yuma asks, recognizing the expression on Geise's face and using Pathos to get information from the older Detective.

“...yes…it is…I was one of the survivors of an attack…” Detective Geise replied with a blue shade of trauma filling his face.

Yuma asked him what happened that night. Geise told him that 41 years ago when he was just 8 years old he had witnessed his whole family get murdered. A 2.3 meter tall and thin figure had broke into their house on December 25th and then murdered his parents slowly in front of his very own eyes by disemboweling Them and then hanging them with their own intestines from the ceiling fan. Before the tall man-like figure could kill him he managed to escape and reach the police station, all alone.

It made Yuma understand that Detective Geise was going to get very personal with this case so he decided to ask him to come with him to get justice. It worked and Geise was on board immediately.

Yuma First went to Geise’s childhood home with several pieces of equipment. When he got there he saw it was musky and immediately smelled rot from There. He enters alongside Geise and then starts to first use a Blacklight in order to see things left from all those years ago. It worked and he found some…horrific indentions all around. Most of them were of bodily fluids but the thing he was interested in was a fingerprint left at the foot of where a Christmas tree would be. It was weird because he detected Two Whorls on the print. Yuma doodled the appearance of the fingerprint in a notebook page. “You are right…this is no man, but a monster,” Yuma said, closing his eyes as he got everything down in this house.

Next, Detective Geise would take Yuma around to recorded cases of This Type of Attack. They were all around the northern hemisphere and were all gruesome.

It told Yuma whatever was killing people definitely didn't take breaks every holiday. He knew he was dealing with a Paranormal or even Ancient force. But he couldn't give up. He was discovering so much already. At the foot of a bed in one of the kid’s rooms was an aberrated toy. It was a disgusting excuse for a doll as it was made from human muscle and teeth for eyes. He could see that the toy had rotted about 3 years worth so he knew this massacre happened 3 years ago.

The next house, this house in Germany was one that had a great prize of evidence. A doll was found sitting in the basement. What Yuma found was that the doll was not a doll but instead a poor little girl that had been turned INTO a doll.

Yuma made an Autopsy Report on the horrific sight. The Alive Victim had a dress made from various pieces of dirty, discolored clothing had been sewn around the body, and in several places, into the girl's skin. The mouth had been sewn shut with thread made from human tendons, and the lips painted red with a solution consisting primarily of human blood. The Girl’s fingernails were that of another child and had been glued over the poor girl’s fingernails with pine resin; these had been painted red with the same human blood-based solution almost resembling makeup. Three of the body’s fingers were missing Yuma noted. The entire scalp had been removed from the head with some inspection, and the scalp of another child with long, blonde hair sewn onto the head in its place. The hair had been tied into two braids. Morbidly, Both eyes had been removed, and two large round pebbles on which eyes had been crudely painted placed into the empty orbits.

“She's alive…poor girl, we need to get her to the hospital” Detective Geise said warningly with a tone of hurriedness.

Yuma held up his arm. “I have a different solution” Yuma said calmly before walking over to the Girl on the chair with the stitching and sewn mouth.

“Mmff! Mmff!” The poor girl muffled and Screamed under her restraints. She was at least 14 years old. The fact that she was alive was a huge miracle because not only could Yuma save her but also get evidence as to what happened here.

“My name is Yuma Naegi, I'm here to help.” Yuma said to the girl as he gently placed his hands on her shoulder trying to calm her.

Yuma was aware that due to the position the girl was in, it would take too long for an ambulance To come Around as well as medical attention. So he knew the best way to provide medical help.

Yuma gently takes the Aberrant Doll Girl's head in his hands and then opens his mouth before pushing Her head inside first, with his tongue gently caressing her face to calm her down. Detective Geise knew from Yuma's file that he could eat people as a forte passed down by the Kirigiri clan but seeing it carried out was quite the scene. The Doll Girl's body shook and thrashed as she tried to resist, not aware this actually was beneficial to her. The Girl felt herself pressing into the esophagus entrance, smelling the gross, slimy stomach That was beyond. A gulp reels her head effortlessly into the Young Detective's throat. His pale neck bulged, with the unfortunate soul's head passing downwards. Yuma gently caresses the bulge in his neck with his thumb not out of enjoyment but more as a way to try and soothe her panic from the outside. He pulled back gently from the chair the girl had been left in as he swallowed in her slim, feminine frame.

The Doll Girl's flat patched midsection inches to Yuma's slobbering maw. To say she tasted good was like saying a Dimetrodon was a Dinosaur, since it just felt and was so wrong as the taste was tangy and flat due to the doll texturing sliding off his taste buds. Yuma held onto the girl's slim hips, carefully attempting to lift her bodyweight above his Head.

The Unfortunate Soul's small chest slipped into the gullet and pull down with her. Finally Yuma felt the girl’s head squeeze inside of the stomach. As The Girl’s presence in his stomach began to bulge out Yuma’s Midriff with the growing gut, Yuma gulped The Doll Girl's slim middle, Yuma rubbed his slightly bloated belly, ready to eat the rest and put all of the Unfortunate Victim into a less fortunate space.

Yuma’s Stomach already had the eerie detailed face stretching it out, but that was not the end of it. Yuma’s mouth made a soft smacking noise as he swallowed again, with her flat rump slowly being crammed into such a tight space of his cavernous maw. The legs were like swallowing two long pinatas made from different materials, it was unpleasant for Yuma for sure but he was determined to save the girl. Yuma vacuumed them down, watching the feet dangle above his face as he noted her feet were sewn to doll-like red shoes with teeth on the heels. They were pulled in as the last bit of the tortured soul made its way down his Chimney.

Yuma’s belly grows and stretches to accommodate the 14 year old’s size. Yuma’s belly pressed against the inside of his Outfit that Jataro made him. The conspicuous and obvious round sack of skin stretching outwards would have been a perfect sphere if it wasn’t for the vague shrink wrapped imprints of the Unfortunate Soul stuck inside. “that was…intense, Yuma” Detective Geise said, wiping sweat from his brow, reminding himself never to mess with Yuma.

Yuma would hold the sides of his belly carefully and lean against the wall as his stomach acids begin to break down the girl. “Mmff!” The Doll Girl's writhes and wriggles as she tries to get out of there but her body just…was too weak to do anything.

She had a mouth but she couldn't scream.

The belly on the outside gurgles and rumbles as Yuma can visualize the green text of “GROWELL!” And “GRUMBLE” emanating from the sides of his pale gut.

The digestion was linear and non painful as it tore up and melted the girl. Reducing Her and her augmentations into nothing but a Hemisphere of Slush and meat that were being processed. The round pebbles that were once her augmented eyes floated at the surface of the bubbling pudge. A grumble from his stomach caused his cheeks to puff up and turn green before he burped. The Stones came out of his mouth and landed on the ground with a double clack.

“It's okay, It will be over soon” Yuma said in a calm way to his belly as the sludge just bubbled in the bottom of the stomach.

Yuma closed his eyes and his forehead tensed as he rebuilt her body one fragment and atom at a time with Phoenoloric Reactants. In no time Yuma's stomach went from a soft round balloon to shrink wrapped around the girl. The difference was that the girl no longer had her Doll Augmentations. “I feel she's alive again” Yuma put his hand under his belly and the other over his mouth as he held back several burps from her becoming active again and stirring up gas in his belly.

Yuma could feel the girl was fully solid so he beat his chest with his fist before regurgitating the girl. The girl landed on the floor on her face, she coughed and wiped excess fluid off her. Her original form Had returned. She had turquoise hair, a pale face, and gold eyes which had Snowflake Irises. She also wore glasses which resembled auroras. Yuma held out his hand to help her up. “Are you okay?” Yuma asked as he helped the 14 year old victim up.

“I-i-i…I'm okay…wait?...I can talk! I can move!” she exclaimed as she began to realize she could move her lips again when they had been previously sewn.

The girl realized Yuma saved her life so she hugged him. “Thank you! Oh my god thank you!” The girl thanked him, crying even at the fact that he reversed her tortured predicament.

Something about the way she thanked him and the fact that he had successfully saved her warmed his heart. He had full confidence that his role as a Detective was Justified and that he will strive to become a true Detective. He knows he can save people and make the world happier, a world without this disgusting monster running around killing innocent families During the holidays.

Yuma asked the girl what happened, she spared no details and described the Monster that came for her family. A Tall Figure of vaguely European descent With a malnourished frame, eerie grin with rotten teeth, a scraggly white beard, and had a rusty clutter of fingernails which were unkempt and almost curled at the ends. Standing roughly 2.3 meters tall, this thing entered their house and dragged her and her family into the kitchen. It then proceeded to murder all of them in front of her. First it killed her brother, sticking him upside down in the blender and then turning it on allowing the blades to shear away his skin, bone, And eventually his brain leaving a disgusting mess in the clogged Blender. Then, It killed her parents by stuffing them in the oven and turning it onto the Maximum Heat, Burning them alive until they were unrecognizable, black mannequins of coal colored emptiness. Then finally she described what happened to herself, she was Taken by the monster and placed into a large Red sack and dragged somewhere. She didn't know where she had been taken but when the sack opened she was thrust into an underground cave system.

She was there for days with other kids there who had been all malnourished And were showing signs of frostbite from overexposure to the northern temperatures. The Entity made her and the other kids create these…gross…demented…ugly toys which explained the confusion of the doll made from human muscle found at the previous house. She worked until she passed out from malnutrition and the Entity turned her into a wicked doll. Then she was placed here. This implied that this was not her house and instead another house that also had no survivors.

Both Yuma and Detective Geise grimaced, This Entity Was much more malevolent than they had both thought. Whatever it was, it was Pure Evil and only thrived to cause despair during this jolly year. They had more than enough evidence to prove what this Beast is and how it's strategy works. Now they just needed to know…how.to.kill.it.

A day passes With the two thinking of plans as they were in the WDO lobby to discuss the way to catch the Entity. “I have an Idea!!!” Yuma snapped his fingers.

“what do you propose?” Geise asked, putting down the case file which he had been updating.

“We set up a trap!” Yuma clapped his hands together with a smirk.

He began to whisper to Detective Geise as snow began to fall outside the WDO.

3 days later, Yuma prepares his trap, using his Ghillie Suit he sneaked into an abandoned home And renovated it making it look like it was inhabited by young children. Placing toys, a tricycle, and teddy bears outside in the snow. Then when he went inside he placed a child size Mannequin on the bed and began to paint it. He spent the day making it hyper realistic as he painted it. Then he dressed it in a pair of Pajamas before tucking it into bed. He put a small hydraulic in the chest Region to make it seem like it is breathing in its sleep. As a cherry on top he placed a tracking device in the nose of the mannequin. “Perfect” Yuma exclaimed to himself as his trap was set, this was the perfect home for this entity to invade.

Detective Geise, who had been with Yuma helping him gather these resources couldn't help but have nothing but Admiration for Yuma's plan. The Kid had taken all the evidence so far and had made use of it since he couldn't exactly arrest this entity.

“Alright, let's hide, we have it ready” Yuma said as he turned to Detective Geise.

“Excellent. I will set up the Teddy bear Cameras” Detective Geise said as he assorted the Teddy bears with Cameras in their noses before the two leave at the moment.

They returned to the Detective Agency in Germany they had outposted At known as the Streitaxt Detective Agency. The Outpost was empty at the moment but decorated well for the holiday occasion. “I'll watch the cameras, Yuma” Detective Geise said as he hooked the TV go the camera system they put up.

Yuma took the time to call his family. He was telling them that he was okay and that he confirmed he was going to be back before Christmas Day. That lifted the worry from the 2 parents and Yuma hung up. Detective Geise got Yuma at attention at midnight when the cameras Detected movement. The two saw something slinking in through the window. The Teddy Bear Camera lit up an image on the TV of the window opening and a Tall, Elderly figure entered. Because he was so tall he sometimes dragged his knuckles across the floor. He also carried a large red bag about 3.4 meters in diameter with indeterminate things in it. “It's him…” Detective Geise's Fists clench hard around his knees to the point of washing white.

This was the same monster that stole away his family's life. Yuma watched intensely as the Abomination slinked through the house, the skin was so thin around the bones that he could see the joints from the cameras. “...it's…hideous…” Yuma mumbled as the entity moved up the stairs dragging its nails across the wallpaper leaving thin slicing.

Detective Geise changed the camera to the Teddy bear Camera in the children's room and watched the entity enter while still dragging the sack behind it. It approached the child’s bed before taking the bait. Taking them by the ankles, The Elderly Entity stuffs the mannequin into the sack and then leaves the house from the window. “It took the bait! Yes!” Yuma smacked his fist on his open palm as if victory was just a sleigh ride away.

Yuma took the monitor from Detective Geise and then switched it from Camera Mode to Tracker mode. Now he was able to see the area the Mannequin was in with a 100 mile radius on the map. Yuma smirked. “Alright Mr. Geise, let's get this Christmas cracked” Yuma said with a confident stride to the door.

Yuma followed the placement of the dot on the map with Detective Geise following him. Whenever Yuma got about 50 meters from the dot on the screen he sighed and looked from The Tablet to Detective Geise. He knew based off the way that this monster killed people meant Mr. Geise was likely to get hurt if he came with him. He took a deep breath and then exhaled, a puff of visible cold air came from his mouth as he began to sing. The moment he sang he disappeared to Detective Geise. “Woah! Yuma? Yuma! Where are you!?” He began to call out as he ran around looking for him.

Yuma didn't look back, He walked to follow the dot which now has just stopped moving which implied wherever it was taken it had been brought there successfully. He found it leading down a Hole I the ground. It was perfectly circled in shape and was about 5.5 meters in radius. Yuma took a moment to catch His breath before diving down the hole while singing. The singing if he calculated correctly could work on this monster due to it having a distinct human-like origin. Yuma slid down this hole for about 15 meters and got into an Icy cave under the surface.

This matched the description of the place that the girl had described. He still kept singing as he walked around, hearing the sound of sprinkling Of water from stalactites above him. Then, he found a room that had been physically hollowed out by the monster due to Yuma having found fingernail scrape marks and just under them were those same Fingerprint double whorls. “This is the Heart of the beast” Yuma thought while singing his Confabulated song to the tune of Carol of the Bells.

Yuma entered the room and saw it. The Hulking Skinny Demonic entity was hunched over its bag and looking angry. A face that once smirked with an eerie Nasty grin was now grimacing as it took out the mannequin with its long claws. It stared at it for a moment before throwing it at a wall and the Mannequin shattered into pieces of Plastic and Porcelain. “...it's angry…” Yuma thought as he continued to sing.

He looked adjacent to the Monstrous Creature and saw a long brown moldy table that was 8 meters long and along the sides were sitting about 10 kids on each side who were all looking malnourished, scared, and depressed as they were forced to make toys. Guts, bones, and ligaments were seen on the table in bowls or vases which the kids painstakingly take in their hands and then start to turn them onto Macabre Toys. It made Yuma almost stop singing and gasp but he maintained a focus that was a reflection of his mother's. The Entity snarled and then turned to the kids at the table. Seeing they were working still, He turned his grimace into a smile which Just stank of ancient plack. Yuma watched as he left the Cavern and likely went up the hole to go kill and kidnap more victims. When Yuma confirmed he was gone, Yuma stopped singing.

“Hey, hey” Yuma said as he addressed the children.

The 10 of them looked up at Yuma in surprise and hope because they hadn't heard Another Human voice in a long time as evident by the eye bags and visible ribs. “someone found us! Y-y-yes!” one of the young girls, one from Scandinavia exclaimed with a desperate hope.

“My name is Yuma Naegi, I'm with the World Detective Organization. I'm here to rescue you all.” Yuma said calmly with his hand over his heart addressing them all and his motives.

The kids gathered around Yuma after throwing down the Gore Toys. “Can we leave now?? We wanna go!” An 8 year old boy from Norway asked desperately, his voice was Hoarse suggesting he screamed a lot but had no longer Been able to.

“...not yet…I need to kill that thing. And I need your help” Yuma said to the kids.

He whispers to them his next plan and they all bundle up to discuss it. The kids were shivering, scared, but willing to help stop that entity.

After a whole 5 hour period, the Horrible Man returned to the cave without any hostages. Yuma was hiding under the table as the Old Figure shambled into the room with his hostages. He gleefully smiles at his enslaved elves before turning to his bag and then putting it down, he then gathered the toys the kids had made and examined them as if seeing if they had been perfected.

That was when Yuma let go of the rope he was hanging on to and then two tree logs swung down from the ceiling and smashed on the chest of the Entity causing the air to be thrown out of him. “Now!” Yuma yelled and the Kids moved the table while the Old Man was recoiling.

The Old Entity tripped over the table and onto the cold cave floor as he had been stumbling, the sound of cracking was heard in the Cavern. Yuma took action and Immediately drove something into the Entity's side, it was a carving knife which had been slathered in Yuma's Stomach acid as he had swallowed, then regurgitated the knife. The acid began To dissolve a protective sheen on the Old Entity's skin taking away its ability to resist harm and the cold and the European skinned monster began shaking and shivering. “GGRRAAHHH!!” The Monster roared in agony.

The Kid's gathered behind Yuma, afraid and hopeful. Yuma stared down at it, Watching as its immune system was assaulted from the inside out by the Acids making it weaker And weaker. The hair on its beard fell out and its eyes began to shrink and shrivel up from the inside as it melted. “You've lost…Yule Man…you have devoured and destroyed families' Despair across the world for thousands of years and you assumed you would never get caught. You were wrong. And the despair You inflicted on others put an enormous target on your pitiful back. You are Guilty. there Is no salvaging you” Yuma stated staring down with cold purple eyes at the Yule Man.

“What do we do…now?” The kids all asked, Slowly becoming more confident and less afraid.

“You all go up to the entrance of the pit, I will deal with the Man…” Yuma said to the kids with a salute to Them like how Mukuro sometimes did with him after he completed a test.

5 kids left while the other 5 kids stayed and watched what Yuma was about to do. The Old Man tried to get up, desperately swinging at Yuma With his curled nails. Yuma evaded every slice and rend before kicking him back against the cave wall with a roundhouse kick. The Old Man's body crashed into the wall and the sound of weak ribs broke under the contact. They were weaker because of the acids eating away at him. “beat him up! Beat him up!” the 5 kids watching Yuma chanted, their revenge was nigh.

The Old Man had barely any eyesight left, as his eyes were being simmered away along with his nerve connections. The last thing He saw was Yuma approaching him, his hands outstretched in a grabbing motion.

Detective Geise had been searching for Hours for Yuma but eventually saw a group of five kids staring down into a hole in the ground. Detective Geise immediately identified them as some kids that had been stolen during this period of 21st to 2nd. “HEY! YOU KIDS!” Detective Geise ran to them, to recover them from the cold.

What the kids told him made his eyes widen. Yuma had found them and had apparently set up a trap which allowed him to defeat the ‘Yule Man’ as they call it. “Yuma…got him? He actually got him?” Detective Geise asked in surprise and slight hope as he heard that Yuma stopped the Monster.

He came down the hole and rushed to Yuma's side, worried. Only to find Yuma, sitting on the Table that had once been used to make Macabre Toys with an enormous 8 foot radius ball of flesh protruding from his midsection. It was HUGE! the skin was pale per usual. “Y-yuma! You're okay…huff…thank the gods…” Detective Geise said in relief as the weight on his shoulders lifted knowing the kid was okay.

“I'm okay. I solved it…” Yuma said as he wiped his mouth with his wrist before belching Hard and a hailstorm of curled fingernails ejected from his mouth and landed on the ground with clattering sounds.

The Older Detective realized what was in there. “You got him…you really…got him…” Detective Geise said, putting a hand on the young boy's expanded belly.

He could feel there was no motions of movement from the monster inside the Sphere of Skin and Muscle. “you are free of your revenge…Detective Geise. I'm happy to have solved this case” Yuma said smiling, feeling peristalsis kick into high gear melting the last bits of the Yule Man.

the older Detective also smiled and wipes actual tears from his eyes. He knew it was over. This reign of terror was over. The fear of hundreds of kids being killed over the Christmas holiday was lifted as the Man's grudge vanished from His brain. “Uh…can…can you help Me back up the hole?” Yuma asked Detective Geise.

over the next few hours, Detective Geise heaves Yuma's belly out from the hole, back to the Agency, and then onto the Rental Helicopter he had used to fly there. By the time Yuma got on board the Helicopter his belly was nothing but a slimmer of a potbelly barely inventing his already stretched Outfit. Yuma noticed that after he digested the Yule Man, he stopped shivering in the cold as much. Maybe whatever anomalous effect that allowed the Yule Man to resist the cold had passed to Him. But he didn't care yet, instead he was curious to know if the kids were safe. “The kids are safe Yuma. I brought them all to the Authorities and told them that I had found them stuck underground. The common folk wouldn't believe what happened” Detective Geise said as he was questioned.

“Good…I hope they find the help they need” Yuma said, pulling the chopper door Closed and resting his head against the headrest.

He had worked tirelessly for hours and was quite tired. When he woke up he was on the couch in his House. Detective Geise had taken the time to take him to his home instead of back to the WDO and his Mother had carried her beloved son to the couch so he could wake up when ready. “...mmnn…” he sat up and rubbed his eyes. When he sat up he saw an early Christmas gift waiting for him on the table.

“What is this?” Yuma read the tag.

It was from…The World Detective Organization.

Yuma opened the present and saw inside was oddly a Phone, an actual Phone. This phone had the symbol of the World Detective Organization on the back. This was something that he found that multiple master detectives used in order to not only report back on cases as well as calling them directly. These phones had been built by a Mechanic who had a specific forte that made firewalls literally and digitally. These phones were like the Alcatraz of Phone's, no information could be stolen off of them and the government themselves couldn't track them. This was amazing! Yuma hugged the phone to his chest and went to his room. He was happy on this Jolly Month. And he knew his parents were too.

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