Conan's winery play house

Chapter 440 Can cos crash a car late at night?
"I have a task tonight, maybe you should sleep by yourself." Ireland smiled apologetically.

"...It's okay." Aituo's face showed disappointment visible to the naked eye, but he still smiled and said it's okay.

Uncle Ireland even bought Santa Claus clothes...

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

Ireland drives the car and leaves the house in front of Aitto.

After washing up, Aito lay on the bed and waited with his eyes open.

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

So wait a minute Uncle Ireland should come too.

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

At this time, Ireland had already changed into the Santa Claus costume that was placed in the car in advance, and put on a long white beard. Looking in the mirror, he 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, so it doesn't violate harmony.

After looking again and again, thinking that there was no mistake to be found, Ireland got out of the car with a big bag full of various gifts that had been prepared.

In order to comply with the setting that Santa Claus always falls from the sky, he chose to climb over the wall and climb the window.

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

Landing lightly, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the window, and then pushed it lightly, and the window opened in response.

Santa Claus came into the children's room with his gift bag.

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

Santa closed the window behind him.

"Merry Christmas, your gift." His voice was deep and deep, and it was no different from those professional Santas who could laugh.

He handed the whole bag to the boy.

"Give it all to me?" the boy asked in surprise.

"Didn't you say that Santa Claus will only give each child one gift?" His tone was a little dazed again.

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

Santa Claus also has a professional, and there is even a Santa Claus Village, and you can get a response if you write to Santa Claus.

"Great." Aito looked at the bag full of presents, his eyes lit up.

All for him.

He is special.

The only child that Uncle Ireland was responsible for.

The love produced under the control of geass is of course true love.

At least Aituo could feel such emotions, and the other party also showed this in various actions.

"Hohohoho—" Ireland imitated Santa Claus's kind laughter and stroked his beard.

As long as Avik Lear is happy.

Otherwise, I will be Santa Claus in vain.

Just when Aituo was happy and Ireland felt relieved, the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened again.

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

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

etc?How come there is already 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 bewilderment.

It's fine for him to play Santa Claus for Avek Leer himself, how can he still crash with others?
Who is this new Santa in disguise?

"Two Santas..." Aito also showed a thoughtful expression.

Uncle Ireland and Uncle Vodka...

papa is downstairs.

Should he continue to act as if he didn't know?Or expose their true identities?
"Who are you?" Ireland felt that the voice of the newcomer seemed familiar.

"I'm Santa Claus." Vodka said stiffly, poking his neck.

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

"You are, who the hell are you? You actually robbed me of my job? Could it be a human trafficker?" Vodka said fiercely, thinking of the overtime treatment he would face after failing.

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

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

My vodka will not let you succeed!

This tone...

It's vodka.

The more Ireland heard it, the more she felt familiar, and she thought about it carefully and successfully solved the case.

Shouldn't vodka always be with gin?That means Gin himself might be around here now?
As for why not gin himself but vodka...

If you think about it, you know, it must be Gin who doesn't want to wear this kind of Santa's clothes, and doesn't want to say Santa's lines.

But there is another Santa Claus to be arranged for Evik Lear.

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 vodka, Ireland, who wanted to understand the general reason, was at a loss as to what to do.

The guardian of Gin... is quite qualified.

Even if he didn't personally act as Santa Claus, he was willing to spend this kind of thought, and he was not in the bar or the safe house at night, and he didn't do the task, but came over with vodka to celebrate Christmas for Aveklear.

It is enough to show that the other party really attaches great importance to Avik Lear.

Ireland can't say anything, if it has to be said, Gin is even more qualified to do so than him.

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

Vodka frantically connected to the phone, and as soon as he connected, the voice of gin came from the phone.

"What are you doing? Haven't finished delivering the presents yet?"

Vodka quickly turned the volume down.

"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 whispers mean nothing.

At least both Ireland and Aito could hear clearly.

Ireland glanced at the vodka subtly, thinking that they would not be able to hear the phone with his back to them, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

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

With Vodka's personality and behavior style, he was still alive and well by the other party's side. He was not beaten to death by Gin himself, nor did he die accidentally while doing tasks.

Gin is really...not easy.

　Hahahahahahahahahahahaha I laughed so loudly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)