[All of these stockings were actually labeled. Minato hadn't noticed before, but here they were now. That meant the number of stockings had to change every year depending on who was here. Somehow the Mansion knew that it had to get something for everyone.
With Souji's urging, Minato peeked into his stocking. He didn't see anything at first, except then something did catch his eye. When he pulled out the small object he found, he recognized it immediately, his eyes widening.
It was a key. The bow of it was so familiar, the face he saw on the back of all of those cards. The rest of the blade was the same too.
Except when he saw the bit at the end. He tilted his head slightly as he held the bow.]
... This isn't my key.
[The bit of his key was more rounded like a lyre. This key's bit was more square with sharp corners instead.]
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With Souji's urging, Minato peeked into his stocking. He didn't see anything at first, except then something did catch his eye. When he pulled out the small object he found, he recognized it immediately, his eyes widening.
It was a key. The bow of it was so familiar, the face he saw on the back of all of those cards. The rest of the blade was the same too.
Except when he saw the bit at the end. He tilted his head slightly as he held the bow.]
... This isn't my key.
[The bit of his key was more rounded like a lyre. This key's bit was more square with sharp corners instead.]