I Became a Food Developer in Another World

Being Santa is an incredibly demanding job.

On Christmas Eve, in just one night, he has to deliver presents to three billion children around the world, all while distinguishing between the good and the naughty ones.

I’ve even heard a story about a kindergarten kid who, after listening to the Christmas carol ’Santa Claus Is Coming to Town’, punched a classmate they didn’t like to make sure that kid wouldn’t get any gifts from Santa.

Perhaps because of such extreme conditions, Santa often appears in pop culture as a superhuman figure, flying at supersonic speeds and wielding incredible strength, akin to Superman, while carrying a sack full of gifts.

Of course, the Santa I envisioned did not need to meet such stringent requirements.

I thought of a warm and welcoming grandfather with a gentle demeanor—someone who could appeal to all ages and genders—would be perfect.

Personally, I didn’t think a "SisterSanta" would be bad either, but ultimately, a friendly grandfather felt more appropriate.

There’s nothing quite like a kind grandpa to make children feel at ease and nurture their sense of wonder.

Santa Claus already had a mystical and magical image, which helped preserve the children’s belief in him for a long time.

Of course, he didn’t need to be a literal saint like the real-life inspiration, Bishop Saint Nicholas.

As long as Santa Claus loved children and was a warm-hearted grandfather who could be respected by everyone, that would be enough.