The little figure shuttled across the snow.

Snowflakes were flying in the sky. Although the Kazdare in December was not as bone-chilling as the winter in Ursus, it was obviously not an environment suitable for wearing single clothes.

The strange thing is that although the clothes on her body are so thin that they will freeze if they are blown by the wind, the little figure wearing clothes does not seem to be afraid of the cold, and the surrounding snowflakes seem to have a connection with her, and they are moving towards her side. Falling, reluctant to let a trace of coldness fall on her body

"Hee hee hee, this year, we must catch that elusive Santa Claus~"

The pink-and-pink little girl said to herself and shook her head. Her smooth and brilliant hair was as smooth as a waterfall without wind, just like in the myth. As elegant and natural as a fairy.

Suddenly, she frowned in distress.

"Oops... Even though I ran out on impulse, I didn't know where Santa Claus was at all... Hmm, I would have asked dad if I had known."

But when she thought of her father who had been sleeping on the sofa since morning, the little girl became angry.

"Forget it - Daddy can only be trusted in front of his mother."

After she was angry, she also began to fall into a confused state: Although it is not a bad idea to go back now, I am afraid that such a person's freedom of movement will not have a second chance, but if she continues to search aimlessly like this , but I don’t know when Santa Claus will be found.

What if I can’t find Santa Claus after tonight?... I am very much looking forward to the Holy Eve dinner cooked by my father...

At this time, the little girl heard something in her ears , there was a strange sound

"little princess... little princess……"

Princess? Did you call me? ——But I am not a princess...

The little girl ignored it, but heard the sound getting closer and closer, and the target of the sound was obviously herself.

"Little princess...why did she run out of the house alone at this time? This is very dangerous."

The little girl who heard the voice looked up and realized that a strange"person" had appeared in her field of vision. It seemed that she was about the same age as her mothers. From the appearance, the person in front of her was This"woman" has horns similar to those of a sheep mother - her mother told herself that people with such horns are called"Caprini". The only difference is that this"Caprini" The figure is actually translucent

"Sister, were you calling me just now?...I'm not a little princess. With a sweet smile on her face

, the little girl smiled and shook her hand with the"person" in front of her:"My name is Lecia, Lecia Harvey. What about you, sister?""

However, the Caprini"ghost" in front of him was obviously stunned for a moment and did not answer the little girl's words immediately.

"elder sister?"

"ah……! Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

For a moment, he was mesmerized by the bright smile of the little girl in front of him."Caprini" seemed to be a little embarrassed and shook his head, showing an apologetic look.

"I... I actually can't remember my own name, but everyone calls me Sera, so my name is Sera"

"Hmm, sister Sierra, can I ask you something?"

"……No problem, just tell me"

"Excuse me - where is Santa Claus?"

————Dividing line————

Although Lecia"ran away from home", no one present seemed to be too worried.

No matter whether it was Eyjafala, Mostema, Levi or Theresia who were present, they were not worried that Theresia would encounter any danger - after all, if this little ancestor was released by himself, it would be a threat to others. It's dangerous.

So the atmosphere in the kitchen is still orderly

"Mostima, the oven is preheated, put the pickled flamingos in, and then chop up the purple and yellow peppers, pine oil leaves and gray mushrooms on the chopping board. They will be used for stew later."

"ok ok……"

The blue-haired girl smiled and opened the oven door, stuffed the huge baking pan with the Firebird beast in her hand, then closed the oven door and pressed the button a few times.

"Just the two of us are really short-handed. Unfortunately, except for us and Terry, the other people are not very good at cooking."

Levi complained while staring at the soup pot in front of him where the ingredients were cooked. It had only been stewed for less than half an hour, but almost all the ingredients in the pot had been completely integrated with the soup and became thicker.

"So let me tell you, when Levi recruited the Night Snatchers, you never thought of recruiting two people who could cook?...Otherwise, the maid team wouldn’t be able to pick out anyone who can cook."

"Do you still need to take this test when you choose the special forces... In terms of harshness, I am willing to give up."

Swearing angrily, Levi stopped stirring the soup pot in front of him, turned down the heat, and at the same time set up frying pans on several other stoves and poured oil into the pans:"But, speaking of Cooking, I know someone who can help... I just don't know if she is free right now"

"Who is it, W?"

Mostema shook his head:"Although I admit that W is not completely incapable of cooking, it is difficult for a self-taught person like her to adapt to your systematic command like Levi - and she is tonight We can't get there until almost before dinner starts."

"Whether she is willing to listen to me or not depends on her mood.……"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Levi said:"I'm not talking about her - but another person."

"……Who?"

"Of course Janey."Levi smiled and answered Mostema's words:"——Don't forget, our 'ghost mother' is a super genius who has passed the Royal Victoria Pastry Master's Exam."

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