Labyrinth Restaurant

Christmas is an interesting and strange thing to have a treat or a cake and even get a gift for an omelet... Apparently.

in the chatter of breaks between archaeology.

Simon interpreted what Lisa told me about the Earth's customs as such.

"Mm, no?

"Like different, like no different..."

According to several video materials and Lisa's stories that Simon has watched so far, it's also impossible to think it's just such delightful content, but the most pivotal part was completely through.

Needless to say Christmas, the main issue is to celebrate the birth of a person who is considered the Son of God in a religion. Never an event with the aim of hitching or flirting with a lover in a lets pearly. Probably should.

By the way, Christmas is God's Son's "Birthday Celebration Day" and not "Birthday". There seems to be a lot of theory about the exact date of birth of 'he', but you still think it's unknown in the field of historical research today?

"Yes, Santa will be here for Christmas."

"Oh, you've only heard a little before. But... were you an old man breaking and entering the children's room at night? There's a lot of strange things going on in your world."

"There's another thing mixed up over the bent!?"

"And would you harass a bad kid to butch a pig's guts?

"That's the black one! Because Santa, the red one, is a good man!

Weird interpretations were made in Simon because he was given fragmentary little by little information about the Earth, distorting Santa Claus's identity and then mixing the nama baldness elements as well. Probably a winter connection.

By the way, "the pig's gut" and "the black one" are about a kiwa thing western monster called Black Santa. I also feel bad that Lisa's type of information on this is too biased in the first place. Why did you teach me black before the original red Santa?

On the rabbit and on the corner, Lisa decided to teach Simon the right statue of Santa in order to solve Simon's misunderstanding. As one of those who once believed in Santa, he said that the snow had to snow the dishonor that had arisen because of him.

The model of Santa Claus was Bishop of St. (St.) Nicholas, who lived in a town called Mullah, a small Asian (now Turkey), roughly around the fourth century. He was a fine figure in giving his possessions and possessions to the poor.

At one point Bishop Nicholas learned that there were very poor families in the town of Mullah. I had three daughters in that house, but life was so difficult that I had to sell my daughter as it was.

So Bishop Nicholas threw gold coins into the chimney of that house. The gold coin accidentally went into the socks that were dried by the chimney, and thanks to that money, the family rebuilt their lives without missing anyone, and eventually became happy.

Congratulations, congratulations.

The story was told as it changed shape and is still being told as Santa Claus… Lisa summed up the story.

"I see, okay. You weren't a monster who did bad things to kids."

"Good, did you get it"

Lisa was also relieved to clear up any misunderstandings about Santa that arose from her carelessness.

"Nevertheless... the control and shoulder strength of throwing heavy gold coins into the small mouth of a high chimney. He who calls himself Nicholas must be quite a thrower!

"I didn't get it!?"

A gold coin worth enough to save the family's life should be of considerable weight. The technique and power of throwing such things accurately into the mouth of a chimney is astonishing...... how do you twist where in the current story, you will focus there.

"Just kidding."

Well, to the boulder. That was just a joke.

"Well, saving the people of Shirai with private property was a good idea."

"That's right! Santa is a great and amazing person!

Bishop Nicholas and modern Santa Claus, the origins of the legend, are no longer separate, so it will be a place of disagreement whether it is reasonable to see the same, but Lisa was able to defend Santa's honor safely.

And the foreground is longer, but now we can finally get down to business.

"So, this is a little curiosity that has no deep meaning whatsoever, but what would Simon do if Santa could get you something?

"Mm? No matter how many saints. People of different worlds. You can't possibly come down to me."

"Well, that's true... just try it"

Yes, as you can already see, Lisa is exploring the content of the Christmas gift she gives Simon. I'm not even willing to spread Christmas around this world, but I was wondering if it would be a good idea to have a personal gift for the kids I know.

"Uh-huh... right, what do you want... a world where the people of Ichii can live in peace?

"The scale is too big!?"

"But if I buy something I want personally, I can do it."

Real royalty says differently to boulders.

I usually treat Lisa and the others comfortably, but from time to time there seems to be a natural difference in feel. Is it something that makes rich people more abnegate when degrees pass too?

"Also, could you lower the grade a little..."

Specifically to the extent that it can be covered by part-time bills and pennies, Lisa added in her mind.

"Right...... ok, I figured it out"

"What is it?

"Um, does that Christmas and I usually get dishes that I don't eat? I want to try that."

Instead of presents, treats you can't usually eat.

Well, this could be the hard drop around here.

"Well, I'll treat you next time. I have a secret recipe for our store."

"Um, I'm looking forward to it. By the way."

"What is it?

Simon said, somewhat awkwardly.

"At the corner, I talked to Santa about my body, and she said," My shop. "

"... ah"

"You're such a deceitful and worthless master."

As for Lisa, I was going to ask her insignificantly, but it seemed like Simon had a lot of prospects for her thoughts and such. Still, it seemed we were talking in the face of our master.

See who the ghost is, or the dead tail flower.

See who Santa Claus is, or a former brave man.