Frozen...frozen to death...

The cold north wind howled by, causing the hair on the girl's snow-white neck to stand up. Funina tightened her tight clothes and walked alone in the swaying snow. The wind blew the snow-white and soft hair and spread it in the air, like a bunch of blooming flying flowers.

Everyone basically went home for the holidays to reunite with their families, and Lord Water God... also had to solve the basic problem of three meals a day by himself.

I originally wanted to use a cake cushion to cushion my stomach, but I didn't expect that Clolinde actually forgot to buy it... Oh, yes, her leg was injured, and she seemed to have specifically asked for leave.

...Suddenly I felt a little sad. It was obviously Christmas Day, but I was still alone. After waiting at home for a day, no one came to visit and give gifts...

Could it be that he usually performs too well and gives the Fontaine public a feeling of being unattainable? Alas, but what can be done? No matter what, I am such an excellent god...

Funina rubbed her frozen little hands while comforting herself.

The originally bustling street looked extremely depressed, and the shop doors on the first floor of every house were closed, but warm lights were lit in the residences on the second floor. From time to time, you could hear the noise of children and the singing of Christmas music.

Jingle bells~ jingle bells~ jingle bells~~

Why...why do I feel so pitiful? Why don't I just find someone to go in and have dinner with? But it feels like it’s too embarrassing…

It’s true… I’m all focused on eating for myself, so why doesn’t anyone give me some…

Her hands and feet became more and more stiff, and Funina had to find a street lamp to squat down. She thought about taking a rest first and then going to a welfare institution such as a shelter to see if there was any food...

Hmm... Then let's say that Lord Water God cares about everyone, understands the people's sentiments, and came here specially to have a look and have something to eat. . .

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Damn it...why isn't even a single store open?

Link was wearing a generous and gorgeous sable coat, with his hands in his warm pockets, walking alone on the street, his steps gentle, like a wandering ghost.

Snowflakes fell on the ground and slowly piled up, gradually forming a layer of white fluffy ice. When you step on it, it feels soft at first, but when the snowflakes are squeezed into ice, it becomes extremely slippery and you can easily slip if you are not careful.

But Link is a martial arts practitioner after all, and his body that has been tempered many times is much better than ordinary people in terms of cold resistance and balance.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Link gradually gave up the idea of ​​finding something to eat. There were more and more snowflakes in the sky, and the temperature was getting lower and lower. If he continued like this, the gains might outweigh the losses.

Um. ?

There seems to be a small figure at the street intersection in the distance, squatting timidly under the yellowish streetlight, looking extremely pitiful...

Link was slightly startled, perhaps because he had been with Navia for a long time, and his cold heart was inexplicably touched.

Does the devil deserve to pity people?

The man couldn't help laughing to himself, but in the end he walked forward slowly, took out a one hundred yuan note from the wallet in his pocket, leaned down and handed it to the poor little girl.

"..."

Funina stared at the banknotes in front of her blankly, and looked up along the strong arms...

That extremely handsome face, among the scattered snowflakes, the man's facial contours reveal a sharp and cold look, his skin is as delicate as porcelain, his thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lip shape are all... No longer showing off his nobility and elegance, and as elegant as mist in the starlight, he looked at her quietly, with a gentle and friendly smile on his lips, but there was an unspeakable deathly sadness in his deep purple eyes, as if in Greek mythology. The beautiful boy died looking at the daffodils.

Good... looks good...

Funina looked at Link blankly, suddenly thinking that something was wrong, she quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and wanted to stand up, but because her legs were sore and numb after squatting for a long time, she couldn't control her balance properly, and she made an ouch. About to fall into the snowdrift behind me...

She was so scared that she closed her eyes, but to Funina's surprise, she didn't fall into the cold snow, but after a while, the world spun...

Into a warm embrace.

The man's arms are warm and comfortable, like a safe haven, providing reliable shelter for the young boat.

Looking blankly at the silly girl in his arms, Link's brain was filled with various emotions: surprise, excitement, fear, nervousness...

There is also a light, sour and sweet... taste that I have never experienced before...

"Hurry up, hurry up and let me go!" Funina said softly.

The girl's voice brought Link's scattered thoughts back together.

"...Link, the messenger of winter, has met Lady Funina!"

Reluctantly letting go of Fu Nina's hand, Link quickly bowed respectfully, but when he lowered his head, he couldn't help but use the corner of his eye to look at the girl's shy expression.

"Cough...cough..." Fu Nina's cheeks turned red, "Link, you are from the Winter Country, why are you wandering on the streets at night?"

"I... I ate all the food at home, so... I went out for a walk... to find something to eat." Link touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.

"Yeah... that's the case." Fu Nina nodded thoughtfully, looking at Link with a somewhat pitiful look, "On such a day when Fontaine gathers together to celebrate the festival, Link, you are huddled at home alone, it's very... Lonely?"

"...It's a bit lonely." Link exhaled helplessly, "Everyone is visiting here and there today. Is it possible that Lady Funina is out for a walk because there are too many people visiting?"

"Ha...hahaha...it's true..." Funina smiled stiffly and nodded, "Today is really...the guests are coming one after another, and I'm not busy at all..."

"Haha, is that true? I originally prepared a lot of ingredients today, but all the food I prepared was used to entertain guests. I'm still hungry now."

"Hmm.? Do many people visit you?"

"It's quite a lot. It's been a busy day." Link said with a wry smile, "Clorind, Navia, and some of my colleagues, but there are definitely not as many as Lady Funina."

"Cough...cough...Of course, I am the god of Fontaine after all...Hey, Link, aren't you a good cook? The cake you sent before was quite delicious."

"Is it okay? I heard that Madam Funina likes to eat cakes, so I tried to make some. Just hope you like it."

"Well... Link, how about you come with me? I still have a lot of ingredients at home. You can make something to fill your stomach." Funina swallowed and asked tentatively.

"Is this... okay?" Link raised his brows and couldn't help but laugh when he saw Fu Nina holding her stomach but pretending to be generous.

Could it be that the little idiot didn't know how to cook and went out to look for something to eat when he was hungry?

"Of course!" Funina patted her barren chest solemnly, "Although you are not from Fontaine, but since you have come to the land of Fontaine, as a god, I can't watch you starve, right? ?”

"Then... please trouble Lady Funina." Link raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay~ Let's go then!"

"Ah."

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