Conan's winery play house

"I have a mission tonight, maybe you should go to bed by yourself." Ireland smiled apologetically.

"...It's okay." Aito's face showed a visibly disappointed look, but he still smiled and said it was okay.

Obviously the Irish uncle has even bought Santa Claus clothes...

But forget it, since it's a surprise, it's not a surprise if you reveal it in advance.

Ireland drove the car and left the house in front of Aito.

After Aito finished washing, he lay on the bed, opened his eyes and began to wait.

The Santa Claus he saw in other people's homes always appeared in front of children on the night before Christmas.

So the Irish uncle should be here soon.

"I'm so looking forward to it." He rolled around on the bed, hugged Dafu and rubbed it with his voice in an expectant tone.

At this time, Ireland had already put on the Santa Claus costume that had been put in the car in advance, and put on a long white beard. He looked in the mirror and felt that there should be no flaws in his Santa Claus costume.

However, the shape of his eyebrows is a bit special, but fortunately the color is light enough and not inconsistent.

After looking at it again and again and thinking that there was nothing wrong with it, Ireland walked out of the car carrying a prepared big bag filled with various gifts.

In order to comply with the setting that Santa Claus always descends from the sky, he chose to climb over walls and windows.

On a night when the moon was high and the snow was falling, he landed on the windowsill together with the moonlight and snowflakes.

He landed lightly, stretched out his hand and knocked on the window, then pushed it gently, and the window opened in response.

Santa Claus entered the child's room with his gift bag.

"It's Santa Claus!" The boy on the bed suddenly sat up from the bed, jumped out of bed, and stepped on the ground with his bare feet.

Santa Claus closed the window behind him.

"Merry Christmas, your gift." His voice was deep and deep, no different from those professional Santa Clauses who know how to laugh.

He handed the entire bag to the young man.

"Give them all to me?" the young man asked in surprise.

"Didn't I say that Santa Claus will only give one gift to each child?" He sounded a little confused.

"That's because other Santa Clauses have too many children to take care of, and the gifts are not enough. I only have to take care of you, so the gifts are all yours." Ireland dressed as Santa Claus is quite natural.

explained.

There are also professional Santa Clauses and even a Santa Claus Village, and you can get a response if you write to Santa Claus.

"That's great." Aito's eyes lit up as he looked at the bag full of gifts.

It's all for him.

He is special.

He is the only child that Uncle Ireland is responsible for.

The love generated under the control of geass is of course also real love.

At least Aito can feel such emotions, and the other party also demonstrates this in all aspects of his actions.

"Hoo ho ho -" Ireland imitated Santa Claus's kind laughter and touched his big beard.

As long as Avicril is happy.

Otherwise, you will be Santa Claus for nothing.

In the atmosphere where Aito was happy and Ireland was relieved, the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened again.

A tall, somewhat bloated figure dressed as Santa Claus appeared, dragging a bag of gifts in his hand.

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"Kids, I am Santa Claus..." The new Santa Claus was about to say his prepared lines, but fell silent when he saw a figure dressed exactly like himself in the room.

Wait? How come there is already a Santa Claus?

What? Is there really a Santa Claus in this world?

If not, who is this in front of him?!

Ireland fell into the same confusion.

Even if he plays Santa Claus for Ivy Clear, how can he still collide with others?

Who is pretending to be this new Santa Claus?

"Two Santa Clauses..." Aito also showed a thoughtful expression.

Uncle Irish and Uncle Vodka…

Papa is downstairs.

Should he continue to pretend he doesn't know? Or expose their true identities?

"Who are you?" Ireland felt that the new voice seemed familiar.

"I am Santa Claus." The Vodka Terrier said harshly, rubbing his neck.

The eldest brother said that if he reveals his secret, he will have to work overtime next.

"Who are you? Are you trying to steal my job? Are you a human trafficker?" Vodka said with a fierce look on his face, thinking of the overtime treatment he would face after failure.

How dare you do this before your eldest brother and yourself, damn it.

Could it be that he is another scheming dog who wants to destroy the relationship between Ivy and his eldest brother and his son just like Bourbon?

My vodka will not let you succeed!

This tone...

It's vodka.

The more I heard about Ireland, the more familiar it became. I thought about it carefully and successfully solved it.

Shouldn't vodka always be with Gin? In other words, Gin himself might be nearby right now?

As for why vodka came instead of Gin himself...

Just think about it and you will know that Gin must not want to wear such Santa Claus clothes or say Santa Claus lines.

But I have to arrange a Santa Claus for Aiwe Lier.

Ordinary people are not suitable, you can only find them from acquaintances.

So I gave vodka all the things I didn't want to do.

After discovering the identity of the vodka and figuring out the general reason, Ireland was a little confused as to what to do.

Gin's guardian... is quite qualified.

Even if he didn't go out to be Santa Claus himself, he was willing to put in the effort, and he wasn't in the bar or the safe house late at night, and he didn't do any tasks. Instead, he grabbed vodka and came over to celebrate Christmas for Avicril.

It is enough to show that the other party really values ​​Ai Vikriel.

Ireland couldn't say anything. If he had to say something, Gin was even more qualified than him to do so.

In a dead silence, the two Santa Clauses looked at each other. Finally, Santa Claus Vodka's cell phone rang.

Vodka hurriedly connected the phone, and as soon as it was connected, Gin's voice came from the phone.

"What are you doing? Haven't you finished giving the gifts yet?"

Vodka quickly turned down the volume.

"Brother...brother, there is another Santa Claus in Ivy's room, and he arrived earlier than me." Vodka whispered.

But in a quiet room, such a small sound means nothing.

At least Ireland and Aito heard it clearly.

Ireland glanced at Vodka subtly, thinking that they wouldn't be able to hear him when he answered the phone with his back to them, and felt a little emotional in his heart.

From this point of view, Gin's temper is really good, and his strength is really strong.

With Vodka's personality and behavior, he was still alive and well when he was with the other party. He was not beaten to death by Gin himself, nor did he die in an accident during the mission.

Gin is really...not easy.