"I have a mission tonight, maybe you should sleep on your own." Ireland smiled apologetically.

“…… It's okay. Aitto's face showed a visibly lost look, but he still smiled and said it didn't matter.

Obviously, Uncle Irish even bought Santa's clothes......

But forget it, since it's a surprise, it's not a surprise to expose it yourself in advance.

Ireland drove away from the house in front of Aitto.

When Ato had finished washing, he lay down on the bed, his eyes wide open, and began to wait.

He used to see Santa Claus in other people's homes in front of children the night before Christmas.

So wait a minute, Uncle Ireland should be coming too.

"I'm looking forward to it." He rolled around on the bed, hugged Dafu and rubbed it, and his tone was expectant.

At this time, Ireland had already changed into Santa Claus costumes that had been placed in the car in advance, put on a long white beard, looked in the mirror, and felt that his Santa Claus costume should not find any flaws.

However, the shape of his eyebrows is a little special, but fortunately, the color is light enough and does not contradict it.

After looking at it again and thinking that he could not find a mistake, Ireland stepped out of the car with a large bag full of various gifts that he had prepared.

In order to conform to the premise that Santa Claus fell from the sky, he chose to climb over the wall and climb the window.

On nights when the moon was rising and snow was falling, he landed on the windowsill with the moonlight and snowflakes.

Landing lightly, he reached out and knocked on the window, and then gently pushed, and the window opened in response.

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

"It's Santa Claus!" The boy on the bed sat up from the bed, jumped out of bed, and stepped on the ground barefoot.

Santa Claus closed the window behind him.

"Merry Christmas, your gift." His voice was deep and deep, and it was no different from those professional smiling Santa Claus.

He handed the entire bag to the boy.

"Give it all to me?" The boy asked with some surprise.

"Doesn't Santa Claus only give one gift to each child?" His tone was a little dazed.

"That's because the other Santa Claus has too many children to be responsible for, and the gifts are not enough, and I only need to be responsible for you, a small child, so the gifts are all yours." Irish dressed as Santa Claus explains quite naturally.

Santa Claus also has professional ones, and there is even a Santa Claus Village, where writing a letter to Santa Claus can also get a response.

"Great." Aitto's eyes lit up as he looked at the bag full of gifts.

It's all for him.

He's special.

He is the only child in charge of the Irish uncle.

The love that arises under the control of the geass is, of course, the real love.

At least Aitto could feel the emotion, and the other party showed this in all aspects of his actions.

"Ho-ho-" Ireland touched his beard amid Santa's kind laughter.

Avi Clear was happy.

Otherwise, you will be Santa Claus for nothing.

In the midst of Aitto's joy and Ireland's relief, the floor-to-ceiling windows were once again opened.

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

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"Kid, I'm Santa Claus......" The new Santa Claus was about to say the lines he had prepared, but fell silent when he saw the exact same figure in the room as he was dressed.

Wait a minute? How could there already be Santa Claus?

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

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

Ireland is caught in the same bewilderment.

Even if he plays Santa Claus for Avi Crell himself, how can he still crash with someone else?

And who is this new Santa Claus pretending to be?

"Two Santa Claus......" Aitto also showed a thoughtful expression.

Uncle Ireland and Uncle Vodka......

Papa is just downstairs.

Should he continue to pretend not to know? Or do you want to expose their true identity?

"Who are you?" Ireland felt the newcomer's voice feel a little familiar.

"I'm Santa Claus." Vodka stalked his neck and said hard.

The eldest brother said that if he showed his stuffing, he would have to work overtime next.

"Who are you, who the hell? Actually rob me of my job? Is it a human trafficker? Vodka said fiercely when he thought of the overtime treatment he would face after the failure.

Dare to do this before the eldest brother and himself, damn it.

Is it another scheming dog who wants to destroy the relationship between Ivy and his eldest brother father and son like Bourbon?

I'm not going to let you get away with vodka!

This tone ......

It's vodka.

The more Ireland listened, the more familiar it felt, and when I thought about it, I had successfully broken it.

Isn't vodka supposed to be with gin all the time? In other words, Gin himself may be around here right now?

As for why it was not Gin himself who came, but vodka......

If you think about it, you know that it must be that Gin is unwilling to wear this kind of Santa Claus clothes and does not want to say Santa's lines.

But also to arrange a Santa Claus for Avi Crell.

Ordinary people are not suitable, they can only be found from acquaintances.

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

Irish who discovered the identity of vodka and figured out the approximate reason for it was a little unsure of what to do for a while.

Gin this guardian...... It's quite qualified.

Even if he didn't go into battle to be Santa Claus himself, he was willing to spend this kind of thought, and he was not in the bar or the safe house on the big night, and he didn't do any tasks, but grabbed vodka and came over to celebrate Christmas for Avi Clear.

It is enough to show that the other party really attaches great importance to Avi Clear.

Ireland couldn't say anything, and if he had to, Gin was even more qualified than he was to do so.

In the dead silence, the two Santa Claus looked at each other, and finally, Santa's vodka phone rang.

Vodka scrambled to answer the phone, and as soon as it was connected, the sound of gin came out of the phone.

"What are you doing? Haven't finished giving a gift yet? ”

Vodka quickly turned down the volume.

"Big ...... Big brother, there's another Santa in Ive's room, and he's still there before me. Vodka whispered.

But in a quiet room, such a whisper doesn't make any sense.

At least Ireland and Aitto heard it clearly.

Ireland looked at the vodka with his back to them answering the phone, and they couldn't hear it, and he felt some emotion in his heart.

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

Vodka's personality and style of acting are still alive and well when they are by the other party's side, and they are not killed by Gin himself, nor do they die by accident while doing tasks.

Gin is really ...... It's not easy.