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</div><span style="font-size: 26px"><b>Nenene Hirasaka</b></span><br/><b>Chosen By:</b>Izanami (Japanese)<br/><b>Location:</b>Nenene's Office, Big House<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>December 21st, Early Morning<br/><b>Wearing:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fgloimg.rglcdn.com%2Frosegal%2Fpdm-product-pic%2FClothing%2F2021%2F06%2F28%2Fsource-img%2F20210628160507_60d982b387061.jpg&amp;hash=ee0586c732948d4182d9365beb734c33" href="https://gloimg.rglcdn.com/rosegal/pdm-product-pic/Clothing/2021/06/28/source-img/20210628160507_60d982b387061.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Dress</a><br/><b>Tagging:</b>Open<br/><b>TRIGGER WARNINGS:</b>None<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/>Nenene let out a soft sigh, breaking the silence of her office at long last. Even after having delivered the letters to everyone before dawn, she had only barely made a dent in her pile of work for the day. The side effect of being one of the more reliable council members; a never-ending amalgamation of the other members' work ended up being her problem in the end.<br/><br/>Training plans, chore lists, notes on the various problems the other Chosen came to her with. It was impressive she had kept everything so organized, let alone managing to keep it all on her desk. And now came Nenene's least favorite part... Moving the piles of documents to find the notes she had written for tomorrow's festivities.<br/><br/>At least<i>that</i>part of the job was actually hers to handle. The shrine was her domain, appropriately so considering what she did before she was chosen.<br/><br/>And so the young woman sat at her desk, going over the plans over and over again, then moving on to the plans for the Christmas Eve ball and New Year's Eve's fireworks display.