Chapter 776: Christmas (4)
"It’s rare to even see a white Christmas, and yet it happens right now. Isn’t this just some kind of cruel joke by fate?"
"There’s a lot of snow, huh? It looks like at least 20 cm has piled up... Let’s try to clear enough so people can walk around. I can’t imagine they’d fine us if we don’t clear the snow in front of the house, right?"
"If it’s the IRS, maybe. Damn crazy assholes."
"...Give me back my winter vibes!"
White Christmas, 7:30 AM. My attempt to indulge in the festive mood for a moment, watching the snow piling up in front of the lodging, was completely crushed by the senior’s talk about taxes.
The snow was heavy, but the wind was light, making it a relatively mild Christmas day. As soon as I opened the window, the cold air rushed in, and I activated the heated wire on the anti-fall fence on the veranda.
The thick snow piled on the fence melted into water in an instant, and that, too, quickly evaporated. After finishing the ventilation and dusting off the bedding, the others headed downstairs.
As I said, we weren’t doing this for something like a snowball fight or entertainment, but for snow removal.
‘...Do they really have such laws in America?’
The idea of getting fined for not clearing snow in front of the house seemed like a truly creative form of punishment. But, upon further thought, it might not be that strange. In America, single-family homes are more common than apartments.
By the time the fresh air filled the second floor, I closed the window again, turned on the air purifier, and followed the seniors downstairs, only to find they weren’t in the lobby.
I was curious about where they could be, but my question was soon answered.