"It's snowing." Miyamoto Aito looked up and looked out the window.
At first it was just sporadic, but gradually it turned into snow all over the sky.
"That's for sure. It's normal for it to snow. Tomorrow is Christmas." Hideki Morohoshi also glanced outside and said casually.
"So that's it, it's Christmas tomorrow." Miyamoto Aito thought thoughtfully.
Christmas seems to be in December, and his birthday is in April, and he just celebrated his birthday not long ago.
Has it been eight months?
"Do you have somewhere you want to go? We go out every Christmas." Hideki Morohoshi asked as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Where do you want to go?" Aito's eyes were blank for a moment.
"No." He smiled and shook his head.
"Then you can just follow us then..." Hideki Morohoshi answered as expected.
After all, Miyamoto is a guy who lacks desires. It is not the feeling of emptiness that all his desires have been satisfied, but the feeling of confusion that even he himself does not know what he wants.
"What do you usually play on Christmas?" Aito asked curiously.
He has not spent Christmas with his peers yet. He spent the previous Christmases alone, although everyone he knew would give him gifts.
"What Jiang Shou and I said..." Hideki Morohoshi recalled what he had done in the past.
Then I realized it was really boring.
Because they are still young, many ways of playing are closed to them.
The remaining ones who could play were all tired of them.
There is nothing worth telling Miyamoto specifically.
"Just have dinner together, buy things, and receive gifts. We give each other gifts at Christmas..." Morohoshi Hideki said a little bored.
"That's right." Miyamoto Aito nodded.
Then the Christmas he spent in the past was no different from the one Morohoshi and the others spent, except that there was no dinner party.
"What do you want, Morohoshi?" So Miyamoto Aito asked directly.
He is really not good at choosing gifts for people. The gifts he gave to those undercover family members in the past would be damaged or lost in various ways before long.
But in fact they just didn't like the gift he gave.
So it must be that the gift he picked was not enough.
Obviously he asked everyone what they wanted, but after giving it to them they were still unhappy.
"What do I want?" Morohoshi Hideki was stunned for a moment when he was asked this question.
"I don't want anything." There was a dullness in his eyes after his desires were satisfied.
For what he likes, he doesn't even have to face a situation like choosing one from two or three, but will choose all of them. In short, the Morohoshi family or the Fujiwara family will pay for it for him.
Because I already have everything I want, even if I don’t want it, I have nothing to say when faced with the question of whether I want it or not.
"But if you don't want anything, I don't know what to give you." Aito lowered his head and said.
"Anyway, it's just a formality. No matter what you give me, I will accept it. You don't need to care so much..." Morohoshi Hideki said lightly, too skillfully.
"But there is no need to give out gifts that are not liked. The final destination may be the trash can." Aito looked at Morohoshi Hideki and pursed his lips.
He looked aggrieved and pitiful.
Like a puppy lying on a cardboard box on the roadside, looking longingly at people.
etc.
Morohoshi Hideki's face suddenly turned red.
How could he regard Miyamoto as one of those stray dogs on the roadside?!!
He went too far!
and……
"No one will throw your gift into the trash can." Morohoshi Hideki said with a frown.
This is basic etiquette. Even if you don't like it and don't need it, you should accept the gift from the other party. It doesn't matter even if it is placed in the utility room or storage room.
It is rude to just throw something into the trash can with your backhand.
So who threw the gift from Miyamoto into the trash can?
A guy who doesn't understand etiquette.
"That kind of person is not qualified to ask you to give gifts. Don't give gifts to everyone. Giving gifts to homeless people on the roadside is more worthwhile than giving gifts to people like that." Hideki Morohoshi raised his eyebrows with contempt in his eyes.
At least the gift given to the homeless can be used as a treasure by the other person.
Most things have no value if they cannot be used.
There are only a very few items that are still valuable even if they are not used, such as collectibles.
"I thought they would be happy if I gave them gifts." Aito said in a confused tone.
"Don't care what other people think. What does it have to do with you whether they are happy or not?" Morohoshi Hideki looked a little unhappy.
"I told you not to show such a bully expression, but to be more fierce," he said.
Seeing Miyamoto's aggrieved expression, all he could think about was the pitiful puppy with wet eyes.
If this continues, the stereotype will never be changed.
"Okay." Miyamoto Aito raised his eyebrows and became version 2.0 of Hideki Morohoshi.
"School is over, let's go." Hideki Morohoshi took his hand and stood up and ran out.
Miyamoto Aito held the stuffed bear in one hand and carried his school bag. He was pulled by the other party and ran down the corridor, passing through the crowds of people, and ran all the way to the shoe cabinet.
"Stars..." Miyamoto Aito thought thoughtfully.
A teacher had just called them from behind, shouting that they were not allowed to run in the corridor.
But Morohoshi Hideki didn't look back and paid no attention, and continued running forward as if he didn't hear anything.
But Miyamoto Aito heard it.
"The teacher said that we will be punished by running on the playground." He reminded Hideki Morohoshi.
"I didn't hear it, and neither did you." Morohoshi Hideki said without raising his head while changing his shoes.
"I heard that two sixth graders skipped class openly in front of the dean? Could it be you two?" Takizawa Shinya suddenly appeared and said.
"It's definitely not Morohoshi and I. We ran out of the classroom after the school bell rang." Miyamoto Aito said with certainty.
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"But I heard it was you." Jiang Shouhang added with a smile.
"Is it us?" The white-haired boy seemed confused and confused as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet.
"Maybe you ran too fast, and the dean shouted too loudly from behind, so others thought you were skipping class." Kikugawa Seiichiro explained with a smile.
"Speaking of which, you two ran in such a hurry...what's wrong with your eyes?" Jiang Shouhuang wanted to say something else, but he saw the boy who had lowered his head to put on his shoes raised his head.
The white medical goggles immediately came into view.
Along with the eye patch is a red bird mark.
Phoenix has even provided medical support to various countries on the battlefield.
Many soldiers still believe that the Phoenix gave them blessings and allowed them to survive the war.
But such a mark should not appear on Miyamoto Aito.
That's a sign of injury.
At this moment, due to the tacit understanding of their companions, Emoru Akira, Takizawa Shinya, Kikukawa Seiichiro and Morohoshi Hideki before him asked the same question.