In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

With its highly recognizable multi-spoke grille and headlights, along with the four-ring logo, it is undoubtedly the luxury car A8.

Upon seeing the two of them emerge from the Touma residence, the driver in the driver's seat hurriedly got out of the car and came to them.

Like a butler standard in a mansion in anime, he politely extended his right hand in front of his chest and slowly bowed.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Chiya Minamoto and Ms. Kazusa Touma?"

The driver was dressed in a waiter's uniform, with white gloves on his hands, his hair neatly combed, and wearing flashy gold-rimmed glasses... no, gold-rimmed glasses. As he approached, a distinct scent of perfume wafted over him, but this scent did not appeal to Touma Kazusa.

She was quite puzzled and turned to look at Yuan Qianye beside her.

That questioning look conveyed the message, "Did you hire this show-off?"

Gen Chiyo actually understood it. He shook his head at Kazusa, he didn't know what was going on either.

However, he answered the stranger's question first: "Yes."

"Ah, it's like this. I'm an employee of Earl's Private Customization Company. Ms. Touma Yoko just placed an order with us, and I will be serving these two distinguished guests tonight."

Kazusa looked puzzled: "How did Mom know we were going out tonight?"

Does Kazusa not even know there are hidden cameras in her house?

Yuan Qianye said calmly, "I mentioned it to her before."

"Oh."

Kazusa accepted this quite easily upon hearing it.

Where would you two like to go now?

"Hold on."

Gen Chiyo took out her phone and saw the message from Touma Yoko. After confirming that it was indeed the car she had found, she got into the car with Kazusa.

The first place he specified after getting in the car was the nearest pharmacy.

After buying masks and returning to the car, he put them on himself and asked Kasa to wear them as well.

Why are you wearing this?

"Many people have caught the flu or cold recently. We're going to a crowded place soon, so we should be careful."

"..."

Although I felt that Gen Chiya was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But Kazusa thought about it for a moment.

This could also be seen as his way of showing concern for himself, just like how he had treated him at home earlier...

She turned her head to look out the window, secretly thrilled, but still obediently put on the mask despite feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Guest, where are we going next?"

"Minato Ward, Tokyo Tower."

"understood."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After arriving at the parking lot near the destination, the driver immediately got out of the car and opened the back door with the utmost service.

With his other hand, he deliberately placed it slightly above the car door to prevent the distinguished guest from bumping their head.

Such service, while good, is also embarrassing.

Neither Kazusa, from a wealthy family, nor Chiya, from an ordinary family, could get used to it.

Fortunately, this situation only requires patience for a short while.

It's unclear whether Touma Yoko specifically instructed them when booking the service beforehand, or if the service staff's job was limited to driving.

In short, once they arrived near Tokyo Tower, after Chiya and Kazusa got off the train, he didn't follow them any further.

Instead, they handed over a business card, saying they should have fun and that if they wanted to go somewhere else or go home later...

Just call him directly, and he'll step on the gas and pick them up as soon as possible.

That's a bit of an exaggeration. In the busiest downtown streets of Asian cities, especially on Christmas Eve, it's a blessing if you don't get stuck in traffic while driving normally.

Chiya and Kazusa walked along the brightly lit street, heading towards the iconic landmark amidst the bustling crowd.

As the year draws to a close and the Lunar New Year approaches, dazzling decorative lights can be seen everywhere on the streets.

As a country with a highly developed anime culture, Japan also saw adorable girls cosplaying as Rudolph the reindeer everywhere during this festive season.

The two little deer antlers on its head are so cute, and the two slimes on its chest are so bouncy and bouncy.

Kazusa's gaze was drawn to the scene in front of a snack shop, and her pace gradually slowed down.

At the same time, Yuan Qianye slowed down and looked over with her.

It's a Santa Claus who's trying to attract customers and handing out free candy to passersby.

"You're not old enough to believe Santa Claus is real, are you?"

Kazusa deliberately feigned disdain: "What are you talking about? In today's society, even three- or five-year-old children know that these are fictional characters. Who would be so naive as to believe this?"

Meanwhile, at the Yuan family's home on the other side of the city.

She huddled in the fireplace peeling oranges and watching TV until fourth grade when she realized that Santa Claus wasn't real, but rather a character secretly played by her older sister and mother. She sneezed softly.

My throat doesn't hurt, and I don't have a runny nose.

So that means...

Rikka realized what was happening, stretched out her short legs under the table, and nudged Toka on the other side with dissatisfaction: "Sister, are you talking bad about me in your heart again!"

Shihua ignored her, her gaze fixed on the TV, and simply replied lightly, "Idiot."

"It really was you! You've finally spoken your mind!"

Shihua put down her tea and looked over with amusement: "Your parents and Qianye aren't home right now, so I advise you to think carefully before you speak."

"I'm sorry..." Once the situation was clarified, Rikka immediately backed down.

At that moment, her eyes widened as she looked at the television, and she pointed directly at it in surprise: "Qianye...it's Qianye! He's on TV!"

Shihua looked back and saw it was true!

A special live broadcast featuring interviews with passersby on the street on Christmas Eve.

The ordinary person the host found on the street with the microphone in hand was none other than her sworn brother, Yuan Qianye!

"What a coincidence! I'll have Eriri and the others take a look too!" Rikka immediately grabbed her phone.

In the group chat created around Yuan Qianye, someone takes a picture of the TV, sends it, and adds a text.

[TV TOKYO! My brother's been caught by the host and is being interviewed! Watch now!]

Eriri Sawamura, who was attending a banquet with her parents and feeling rather bored, was staying in the lounge next to the banquet hall when she felt her phone vibrate.

Saeko Busujima, kneeling in her room wiping the swords hidden in her home, had her phone light up on the table.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was having dinner with her family tonight because someone had something to do, was not in a good mood.

Upon seeing the message that popped up on her phone screen, which was placed on the table to the side, she immediately left the dining table.

I went into the living room and turned on the TV.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

As one of Asia's most bustling cities, Tokyo is a place where you can see bloggers doing outdoor live streams or stylish women walking the streets.

But Chiyo never expected that she had only taken a closer look at the stubborn Kazusa because she was quite interested in Santa Claus, and had taken her to see it and accepted a few free candies. After that, she was spotted by a TV station that was interviewing people on the street.

The enthusiastic host was immediately struck by their striking good looks, even with masks on.

He quickly walked up to them, handed them the microphone, and the photographer behind him, carrying a camera, immediately shoved it into his face.

"Merry Christmas Eve! Hello, we are from TOKYO TV, and we are currently conducting a live street interview event themed around Christmas Eve. Would it be convenient for us to interview you both for a few minutes?"

As the host finished speaking, the cameraman skillfully shifted the camera lens from Minamoto Chiya's face to Touma Kazusa, who was equally elegant, standing next to him.

Unlike Chiya, Kazusa was not at ease. She was somewhat resistant to this unexpected event, so she took a step to the side and hid behind him.

"I'm sorry, we have other plans," Yuan Qianye politely declined.

The host persisted, then offered his trump card: "It won't take long, just a few questions, and we'll give you a nice little gift afterwards."

The staff member off-camera showed off the doll they were holding.

The doll has short limbs, a round body, upturned nostrils, and an exceptionally cute appearance; it's the recently popular Kapibala.

Rikka seems to really like this lately...

Since that was the case, Yuan Qianye nodded.

"Okay, would it be convenient for you two to take off your masks?"

Gen Chiya nodded, and seeing that he had pulled down his mask, Kazusa did the same.

"Oh! Both of you are very good-looking!" the host said, revealing his true feelings.

Such flattery is useless on Kazusa, at least his flattery is useless.

Gen Chiya smiled politely.

"How shall we address you both?"

“My surname is Yuan, and as for her…” Yuan Qianye looked at He Sha.

Kazusa patiently nodded almost imperceptibly, indicating that it would be fine to only mention the surname.

"Her surname is Touma."

"You two don't look very old, you must be students, right?"

"Yes."

Are you two from the same school?

"No."

"Oh my, they're not from the same school, but Gen and Touma are spending time together on such an important day as Christmas Eve, and they're even wearing matching outfits. Their relationship must be quite special, right?"

As the reporter asked the question, a look of keen curiosity and interest appeared on his face.