Miyamoto Aito put the gift he received from Uncle System into a gift box.

Uncle System always treats these things very nonchalantly, appearing directly in front of Aito without any packaging.

And Aito is also skilled in packaging himself.

"Aito, the snow is very thick outside, do you want to build a snowman?" Ireland was wearing a black sweater, a black windbreaker, and a black scarf. He stood by the window, looked at it, and turned his head.

asked.

After a night of snowfall, the outside world has turned into a white scene, and there is a thick layer of snow on the ground.

Building a snowman is more than enough.

"I want to!" Aito put down the gift he had packed for Grandpa Zhuxing and picked up another gift box.

He prepared more than one gift, and there were more than a dozen gift boxes around him.

"Merry Christmas, Uncle Ireland." He handed the orange, green and white gift box in front of Ireland.

"Have you prepared a gift for me?" Ireland was a little surprised.

He never thought that Avicril would prepare a gift for him in the first place. The children in the organization were not in the habit of receiving gifts, and naturally they had no habit of returning gifts.

"Well, because Christmas is a time for giving gifts to each other." Aito smiled and looked at Ireland.

"Although I don't know if you, Uncle Ireland, will like it..." he said nervously.

Ireland opened the gift box under the boy's expectant gaze.

There is a necklace placed on the green velvet cushion, and the blue gemstone pendant is made into the shape of eyes.

"It's called the Devil's Eye. It's similar to my eye, right?" the young man said a little embarrassed.

"It's not like that." Ireland shook her head and spoke while taking off her scarf and putting on the necklace.

"Your eyes are prettier, and they don't look like devil's eyes." Ireland put on the necklace and touched the boy's hair.

Ireland is a staunch atheist, but when Avicril looks at him with his blue eyes, he sometimes wonders whether God really exists?

Because he had so many shortcomings when he was a child, Aivikriel appeared in front of him, giving him the opportunity to make up for everything to Aivikriel.

But he clearly understood that God did not exist, and Avicril was just an exception.

"At least to me, you are not a devil, more like an angel or..." Ireland stopped talking and just smiled.

Maybe he was too biased in saying this. After all, Avicril is indeed not an angel in the normal sense. Ireland will never forget the ease and habit of shooting the opponent in the head when doing tasks.

But... even though Aiwe Lier is a devil to many people, to Ireland, he is still a lovely child like an angel.

Or... a young god.

Avicril looks like a god sitting in the clouds, looking down at the mortal world, but now he still has the cuteness and ignorance of a child.

What happens once you grow up completely?

He lost his cuteness and ignorance...

Ireland put away her somewhat divergent thoughts and stopped thinking deeply.

At least Ivy Clear is still a cute kid, right?

"Go and change your clothes before going out to build a snowman. Wear something thicker." He patted the boy on the head and said.

"Yeah!" Aito looked at the necklace around Ireland's neck, smiled, and ran out of the room.

The necklace worn around Uncle Ireland's neck is called the Devil's Eye because the wearers are those who have been targeted by the devil.

That is the devil's tracking. No matter where the wearer is, the other person can be found through the necklace.

It will even send a reminder when the wearer is about to die.

Remind the devil to collect the soul.

After the wearer dies, the soul of the other party can be stored, waiting for the arrival of the devil who collects the soul.

The person who targeted Ireland was Aito, so the devil's eyes looked similar to Aito's eyes, but they could not completely turn into six eyes.

In this way, even if Uncle Ireland dies, he can still find the place where Uncle Ireland died, and he doesn't have to worry about Uncle Ireland's soul disappearing.

Aito thought this and showed an extraordinarily genuine smile.

Ireland put the necklace into her clothes. The cold pendant was close to her skin and was soon infected with warmth.

He put on his scarf and went out.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I heard the sound coming from upstairs.

"Uncle Ireland -" He turned around and saw a figure falling towards his position.

So he subconsciously reached out to catch the other person.

"I'm too old..." Ireland said helplessly after catching the person steadily.

If Avicril plays like this, what should he do if he gets too old and can no longer catch the opponent?

"But Brother Herrega also said that Uncle Ireland, your physical fitness is still the same as that of a young man." Aito rubbed Ireland's face nonchalantly.

Ireland was speechless for a moment and shook his head.

What makes him feel that he is aging is his mentality, and he should recover as soon as possible.

He looked carefully at the figure he was holding, especially his clothes.

The light cyan top looks like a sailor suit, but it has a stand-up collar with buckles and a small bell decoration. The cuffs are also wide and there is a large dark brown bow under the collar.

Light brown over-the-knee cotton socks, dark brown fleece boots.

There is a thick layer of snow-white fluff on the cuffs, collar and edges of the shorts, and there are white pom-poms on the edges of the sleeves, pants and socks.

It does look very warm.

"...Let's go and build a snowman." Ireland said.

The yard was covered with a thick layer of snow, completely covering the original lawn. The white camellias in the yard were also covered with thick snow, but they were still in full bloom.

White camellia will freeze to death only in long-term freezing temperatures.

"Wear gloves to play." Ireland reminded.

"Okay." Aito put on his gloves obediently.

Ireland stood on the side and watched the boy building the snowman very efficiently.

The snowball is getting bigger and bigger.

Pile two snowballs of different sizes together.

Then use black buttons as eyes and nose.

Ireland looked at it and felt that the snowman looked familiar, so he turned to look at the quiet stuffed bear.

He looked back at the snowman again.

Then the results were obtained.

Aviciel built a life-size stuffed bear snowman.

Exactly like a real stuffed bear, the 1.8 meter snowman.

"Dafu, this is your snowman." Aito pointed at the snowman and said enthusiastically.

Dafu stepped forward, took off his hat, and put it on the snowman's head.

It looks more like .

"Next there are cookies, Sister Mingmei, Uncle Ireland, Robert, Papa, Uncle Vodka..." Aito counted the snowmen he wanted to build, and his tone was pure happiness.

Ireland didn't stop the other party. Since they were having fun, let's continue.
Chapter completed!