There was a lot of traffic, and the orange light of dusk flowed on the metal car bodies and the glass windows of the buildings, and the sunset scene flashed and flickered. There was no longer the blur of the early morning light being kissed quietly by the morning fog, which cooled down the restlessness that burst out in the high sun at noon.

The shadows in the evening twilight are real and clear, and the interlacing of shadows reveals the lively life before night falls.

In a modern city, how can people stop their enthusiasm for life just because evening comes? The free neon street lights burn silently and slowly merge into an out-of-focus ocean of light.

As the most prosperous street in Tokyo, Ginza naturally gathers all kinds of groups. Ladies carrying shopping bags walking gracefully and calmly, tourists dragging their luggage looking for accommodation, and students who have just finished cram school riding bicycles on the street.

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The scenery in prosperous areas is similar.

What is different from the past is that today, almost all the shops on the roadside are decorated with cute decorations, including little elk, little Santa Claus, and colorful gift boxes.

You can get a glimpse of the prosperity of Tokyo from here.

"jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way~"

Familiar Christmas songs are played as background music on the streets of Ginza, and coupled with the noisy voices, the whole street is lively.

The streets were crowded, and there were Internet celebrities wearing masks dancing on the roadside. They used the bustling Ginza as a backdrop, recorded videos and sent them to Twitter, and asked their friends and family to like and repost them. Passers-by had already

I'm not surprised, I just occasionally glanced at the graceful figures of the dancing girls when I passed by.

There is also a Santa Claus wearing a Christmas suit and a big beard walking through the streets of Ginza dragging a big sock-like sack with unknown items inside.

"It's the carcass of an elk."

The hook-nosed lady said in a sinister tone to the round-faced girl next to her. After speaking, she calmly took a sip of milk tea.

"Isn't the elk behind?" The round-faced girl blinked.

The hook-nosed girl opposite saw the elk herd behind Santa Claus clearly, and all her milk tea squirted onto the pillar.

Six male high school students dressed in sexy elk costumes followed Santa Claus, exposing their bare thighs and wearing cute red bell necklaces around their necks, which jingled as they walked.

The girl who saw this was greatly shocked, and felt a mouthful of old blood spurting out of her mouth.

"Ringtone! So dirty!"

"No...what are you doing...why is there such a program on Christmas Eve?!"

The ring girl wiped her mouth, then took a napkin from the table next door and wiped the milk tea that was about to condense into ice on the pillar, "Don't they feel sick?"

"I think they're quite cute." The round-faced girl kept staring at the little elk.

"Dongshan, please be normal! This taste is not right!"

The two voice actors were still working on Christmas Eve. They were dubbing for a game. The subject matter was also very strange. It was actually a girly warship.

It was rare that I took advantage of the break to go out and buy two cups of milk tea.

After checking the time for a while, she realized that the break time was almost up, so the girl started walking towards the studio again. On the way, she saw a guy in weird clothes sitting on a stone bench under the tree, with a basket of apples next to him.

Miss Suzune's pace slowed down unknowingly, and she stood not far from the weirdo. Dongshan, who was following next to her, had no choice but to stop.

The weirdo's head is a brown bear hood, which is quite cute. His neck is slightly exposed, and it is the collar of the coat, which is very obvious in the gap.

The basket of apples next to me is very red and brightly colored.

There is also a slightly reflective one hundred yen coin on the bench.

The girl named Dongshan said vaguely while drinking milk tea: "Is it the little brown bear selling apples on Christmas Eve?"

"I only have horror stories in my mind." Suzune said expressionlessly.

Just like in horror folklore, what is being sold is actually the human heart.

"Do you have any coins?" Miss Dongshan asked.

Sakura Suzune looked at her wallet and saw that it was all in order. She rummaged through her pockets for a while and finally took out a five hundred yen coin and two fifty yen steel coins and handed them to Dongshan.

The price of apples is around 100 yen, which may be a little more expensive if it is Christmas Eve.

Six hundred yen is enough.

But considering that Apple was sold in Ginza, Ms. Suzune was a little worried about not having enough money.

What's more, today is Christmas Eve.

Most of the people who sell apples on this day are ripping off customers and are very good at raising prices. Men have to pretend to be fat in front of their girlfriends to accept the debt.

Dongshan didn't think so much. After receiving the coins, she immediately handed the milk tea in her hand to Suzune, then she shrank her neck against the cold wind, put her hands in her pockets, and ran all the way to the brown bear.

Because she had small leather shoes on her feet, she made a very clear sound when she ran. The passers-by around her were attracted by the clatter of footsteps and couldn't help but look at Miss Dongshan.

A little cute, a little lively, and very youthful.

The boy who turned his head to peek at her on the roadside was twisted by his girlfriend, and turned his head away with a grin on his face, not daring to look any further.

Just like that old jpg picture.

Within a few seconds, Miss Dongshan quickly came to the dazed brown bear and patted his shoulder gently with her hand: "Good evening little bear, happy Christmas Eve."

The person wearing the brown bear hood reacted two beats slowly, scratched the hood with his hand, and then turned around. He seemed to be two to three hundred pings higher than the normal person. After a short delay, he adjusted the position of the hood and raised his head.

At first, two big cartoon eyes with transparent holes for peeking looked at the girl's round face.

The girl's face is really round, almost the same curvature as the current headgear.

And it looks familiar.

However, Mr. Qianyuan had just taken a nap and was woken up by being patted.

Nodding now just tells the other person that he is not dead yet.

When the girl saw the brown bear's attention finally turned to her, she reached out and took out an apple from the basket, winked at the brown bear, and asked: "Hello, Mr. Bear, how much does an apple cost?"

The apples are red and look very sweet.

Of course she didn't want to eat the apple.

I just feel a little sympathy for the young people who come out to sell apples in the cold weather.

Video recording?

Won't.

The ringtone girl next to me has just confirmed that there are no cameras around. At the same time, the passers-by are normal and don't look like they have any accomplices.

Hey, it seems that he might be a bad guy who takes advantage of Christmas Eve to sell apples at exorbitant prices?

Just ask for the price.

Hearing the girl's question, the brown bear was slightly startled, pointed at the apple, and then shook his head.

Mr. Chihara means free.

But after seeing the brown bear's reaction, the other party seemed not to understand. She thought for a while, then looked around to make sure no one noticed her, slowly approached the brown bear, and then quickly pulled down the mask and asked

:"How about it?"

Qianyuan looked at the other person's face and didn't react for a moment.

How about what.

"cute?"

"Um?"

The boy under the hood frowned, why did he come over to ask such a question.

"generally."

To be honest, she is just as beautiful as the bamboo cat in the next room, but much more lively than that lazy guy.

But seeing this vitality, Mr. Qianyuan picked up an apple and put it in her hand.

"Aren't you a couple?" he asked in surprise.

After all, one of the girls has a very familiar temperament.

"If you don't give it to couples, no one else will pay."

He also specially emphasized that as singles, we should help each other, but for live-streaming groups, we must bring them to justice, even if they are girl groups.

for free?

In Miss Higashiyama's eyes, Qianyuan is the little Santa Claus who delivers gifts on a cold Christmas Eve.

A feeling of pity arose in my heart.

In the eyes of Ms. Suzune next to her, he was a complete weirdo.

But I seem to have heard the sound.

"It's very cold today! If you sell out early, you can go home early!" Dongshan said seriously, "My family must be very worried about you now."

Mr. Qianyuan, wearing a brown bear hood, sat there and didn't know what to say.

I always feel like this person has misunderstood something.

So he planned to wave his little flag and help the boss promote the store. After all, this is the fundamental meaning of personality, otherwise the boss would not be so willing to pay him a salary.

He subconsciously raised his left hand and saw that the thing was gone.
To be continued...