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Chapter 442 is the aura of Master Duan Shui

Snowmen appeared one after another in the yard.

But they are not big in size, only about one meter. The only exception is the snowman representing Gin, who is 1.2 meters tall.

Because if it gets bigger, there won’t be enough snow in the yard.

She used rubies as eyes, put on the wig she used when pretending to be a girl, and put on a black hat.

A miniature version of the gin snowman is ready.

The Irish snowman used light yellow paper cut into an undercut shape to make his eyebrows.

Very Irish.

Ireland himself stood aside and watched, a thin layer of snow had fallen on his body, and his black coat became a little heavy due to the melted snow.

Seeing that Avicril looked like he was going to make a snowman until all the snow in the yard was used up before stopping, he just went back to get an umbrella, held it up and stood next to the boy and continued to wait.

He didn't interrupt Avicril. If he was stopped when he was happy, he would probably be unhappy.

Ireland didn't want to make Ivy Clear unhappy. He himself was unhappy most of the time as a child, and it didn't feel good.

When Hideki Morohoshi came to pick up someone in his family's car, what he saw through the gap between the shadowy white camellias in the yard was a figure holding a black umbrella, standing next to Miyamoto Aito, covering the other person.

Falling snow, watching each other build a snowman.

Judging from the vague silhouettes of the snowmen, this scene probably lasted for quite some time.

That man's face didn't look like such a patient and gentle person.

But the other party's attitude towards Miyamoto Aito seemed extremely gentle.

"Miyamoto." Hideki Morohoshi sat in the car, lowered half of the window, and shouted through the iron door.

The boy who was building the snowman turned his head and glanced at him, and said something to the man holding the umbrella. The man also cast a calm look, then nodded and touched the boy's hair.

"Please take care of me." The man carried Aito Miyamoto to Hideki Morohoshi's car under an umbrella. He put on a hat that matched his clothes and said to Hideki Morohoshi.

"Have fun." Then he said to Miyamoto Aito.

"Yeah!" Aito nodded.

"Aito, a gift." Robert rushed over with Miyamoto Aito preparing a gift.

"Ah, thank you Robert." Aito took the gift box.

Morohoshi Hideki glanced at the rectangular gift box, which looked a bit heavy.

It should not be tea leaves, but tea sets.

What kind of tea set could it be? The old man doesn’t like European tea sets.

Ireland stood there holding an umbrella and watched the car slowly leave, while Avicril poked his head out and waved goodbye to him.

Then he showed a relaxed smile.

There would always be a moment when he suddenly felt that Avicril was too cute a child.



"Here, a Christmas gift." A gift box wrapped in black and red appeared in front of Hideki Zhuhoshi.

really.

It's impossible for Miyamoto to prepare just one gift.

It is estimated that they have also been prepared for Kikukawa Emori and the others.

Hideki Morohoshi thought tiredly as he took the gift box.

"Here, it's for you." He also took out a blue and white gift box from under his seat and handed it to Miyamoto Aito.

"Can I open it now?" Aito Miyamoto asked as he took the gift box.

"Whatever you want, today is also the day to open gifts anyway..." Morohoshi Hideki's eyes couldn't help but wander, but his mouth remained firm.

The night before Christmas is the day for giving gifts, and children can receive gifts on Christmas Day after they wake up.

But he wasn't sure whether Miyamoto would like the gift he sent...

Hideki Morohoshi pretended not to care and glanced at the friend who was opening the gift box, then looked out the window, and then looked at the friend sitting next to him.

"It's a watch." Miyamoto Aito looked at the gift in the gift box and said with joy.

A Rolex with a silver strap and an ice blue dial.

"Lest you forget the time." Hideki Morohoshi said with satisfaction.

This watch was bought with his own money, costing almost 70,000 US dollars, less than 1 million yen. The price was not bad for him.

Just because when I was choosing a gift, the first thing I thought of when I saw the ice blue dial was the eyes of Miyamoto Aito.

Although it is not as beautiful as the other's eyes, it is still a pretty eye-catching watch.

It seems that Miyamoto is quite satisfied with his gift. I wonder what gift Miyamoto gave him...

Hideki Morohoshi opened the box and saw a pair of headphones, black and red gaming headphones, and a pair of unilateral glasses.

"What are the functions of these two?" Morohoshi Hideki put on the headphones and tried it.

Miyamoto shouldn't give away useless things, right?

"You'll know after you put it on and try it." Aito put the earphones on Hideki Morohoshi's head and put on his unilateral glasses.



"Then adjust the frequency here..." Miyamoto Aito pressed the position next to the earphone.

"Listen to the noise outside." He took back his hand and asked expectantly.

"Sound...?" Morohoshi Hideki was a little surprised.

He was sitting in the car. Logically speaking, it should be very quiet, but at this moment, a subtler sound came to his ears.

The sounds of passers-by talking, the sound of falling snow, the sound of wheels rolling...

"This headset can sense the surrounding sound waves and amplify them. Well, you can choose the distance range, and you can also choose to deal with some noise that affects the feeling..." Miyamoto Aito introduced the use of the headset.

"One-sided glasses can be used to track enemies, or used as a telescope..."

"I've prepared it for everyone." His tone was full of joy and pride.

He thought about what gifts to give everyone for a long time, and finally decided to give everyone the same gift, a tool that everyone can use as a detective.

"...The effects of these two are very good, they can be of great use." Morohoshi Hideki took off the headphones and hung them directly around his neck.

He didn’t take off his single-sided glasses, and he looked like he liked it very much.

"As long as you like it, Morohoshi, Kikukawa and the others will also like it." Aito also put the watch on his hand.

"They will like it." Hideki Morohoshi said firmly.

It's just that Miyamoto gave them several identical Christmas gifts...

And what they gave Miyamoto must be different. I don’t know why, but it feels a bit strange.

But Hideki Morohoshi couldn't figure out where the strange point was after much deliberation, so he gave up thinking.

The car slowly drove through the iron gate and arrived at the entrance of the main building.

Hideki Morohoshi and others got out of the car, stepped up the steps and entered.

The maids and servants standing outside the door just lowered their heads quietly to express respect.

Hideki Morohoshi didn't even look at them, and just led them into the hall.

The hall has been decorated in a Christmas-like atmosphere, with gift boxes piled under the decorated Christmas tree.

In the hall, apart from a woman wearing a kimono with the Fujiwara family crest and an elderly man wearing a suit, there was only a butler in a tuxedo.

"Mother, Grandpa." Hideki Morohoshi greeted the woman and the old man in kimono.

"Miyamoto is here." He introduced his friend.


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