Chapter 751: Victory Gift

So apparently even shady mafia men have their softer sides too. A mushy, gushy, gentle facet to their cold, gruff exterior. Indeed, For every baseball busting kneecaps, was also another lonely heart filled with warmth by Cupid's good ol' 9mm piece.

A best couple competition. Speaks for itself, really—a contest specifically designed to discover and cultivate a love most pure, with the sole winner being declared the Mr. and Mrs. Claus of the occasion later in the night. 

How it works, according to smoothie-man over here, was that participants would be graded and judged throughout the event both passively and actively in ambiguous ways we must best prepare for, by a panel of judges consisting of volunteers. Afterward all the points will be tallied and counted and the pairing with the highest score is appointed the winner. 

Fail to impress, trip and fall over the span of your romantic course, then, oh well… better luck next Christmas.