Saturday, July 28th.
Klein Moretti was carefully arranging his black hair in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom.
He was already wearing a newly purchased, starched black dress, with shiny double-breasted buttons, a stand-up collar, and padded shoulders, making him look taller.
Combing his black hair neatly, he picked up the half-high silk top hat from the coat rack, dusted off the non-existent dust on it, and put it on properly.
He buttoned the double-breasted buttons of the dress one by one, and finally tied the bow tie, leaving only the collar of the white shirt underneath.
"Well, yes, black is indeed a color that will never go out of style."
He forced a smile in front of the mirror, looked around, and after confirming that everything was neatly dressed, Klein left the bathroom with satisfaction and walked down the stairs to the first floor.
His brother, Benson·Moretti, wearing a tuxedo, black vest, white shirt, black bow tie, and straight trousers, was standing solemnly in the center of the living room.
Seeing Klein coming downstairs, he greeted him helplessly.
"Melissa insists on wearing it like this, I..."
"Benson, this suit suits you very well. Do you still remember how you got along with those Gentlemen and the ladies at Serena's dinner two weeks ago?"
Benson touched his forehead, and he was disappointed by the hairline that was ahead of his peers.
"Maybe, but didn't you only invite colleagues and teachers to this dinner?"
he asked doubtfully.
"But you have to get used to it, Benson, this is related to Klein's big event, well... maybe you will encounter it in the future..."
The voices of their younger sisters, Melissa·Moretti, came from the stairs.
The two of them turned around, and Melissa also changed clothes and came to the living room from upstairs.
She is wearing an off-white long skirt, with the neckline and placket decorated with ruffle-shaped tulle. Apart from the popular leg-of-mutton sleeves, there are no other cumbersome designs, making it suitable for daily wear.
Walking forward with brisk steps, Melissa sniffed and looked at Klein in surprise. "You actually dropped some perfume?"
"Really? Why didn't I smell it?"
Benson also came up curiously, took a breath, and said with a frown.
"Yes... it's a light fragrance type." Klein explained, feeling a little hot on his face. He stretched out his hand to try to untie the tie, but felt that the tie he had finally tied should not be messed up like this, so he shook his hand twice and then dropped it.
"Hmm, but he looks really handsome like this, better than Benson."
"It turns out that clothes are more important than the person."
Benson joked from the side.
Then he frowned again, and his eyes swept over Melissa, Klein and himself.
"Wouldn't this seem a little too formal?"
"It's just a small dinner to celebrate the housewarming. It can only be regarded as a family dinner."
He muttered, but his hands ran across the tuxedo on his body, smoothing out the subtle wrinkles.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday," Melissa winked at Benson repeatedly, "Klein invited a colleague, a female colleague."
She emphasized the last word.
"Ah-oh, so that's it!"
Benson was confused at first, then suddenly realized, and deliberately prolonged his syllables to answer.
"Ahem——"
Klein coughed, interrupting the brothers and sisters' teasing. He followed the watch chain, took out the pocket watch from his dress pocket, opened the cover with a snap, and took a look.
"The hired carriage I ordered is about to arrive. Let's wait at the door."
Seeing that the hands were already pointing to 6pm, he said to the two of them.
The three brothers and sisters checked each other and made sure that there was nothing wrong with their costumes. Then they walked out of No. Daffodil Street 2, waited at the door for a while, and boarded the hired carriage that came to pick them up.
"Silver Crown Restaurant" is also located in Daffodil Street, at the other end of the street, not far from Moretti's home. Benson once suggested that the three of them could walk there, but Melissa believed that walking to the banquet in formal attire would not only make them sweat easily, mess up their clothes, but also look inelegant, so they insisted on taking a carriage.
"Melissa, you were not like this before..."
Klein Although he had already decided to take the carriage, he was quite sad to see that his sister who was worried about family expenses just a few weeks ago now no longer cares about these "little money".
"This is not for you."
Melissa glared at him as if he hated iron.
"Maybe Melissa is adapting to the 'middle class' life in advance. You know, they are all very——"
Benson joked from the side.
"Decent!"
Klein and Melissa answered in unison. The three of them looked at each other and smiled, regaining the feeling of laughing at each other and teasing each other.
Silver Crown Restaurant is a very famous restaurant near Daffodil Street and Iron Cross Street. It is moderately priced and provides Loen local, Intis, Feysac and other special dishes from various places, although some people think that their special dishes are not authentic and taste all local flavor of Loen, but most people care more about the class and service quality of the restaurant than the taste.
The hired carriage stopped steadily at the door of Silver Crown Restaurant's two-story street-facing store. It was already the dinner rush hour, and the door of the restaurant was very busy with people coming and going.
"Have we booked a private room?"
Melissa asked Klein with some worry.
The latter nodded. "No problem, we have already booked it."
He walked towards the main entrance of the restaurant first, and two waiters stood on either side of the door and pulled Door Opening for him respectfully.
"We have a reservation, box number 7, Klein Moretti."
The front desk looked through the registration book and quickly confirmed the identities of the Klein family and took them to box No. 7 on the second floor.
The central chandelier illuminated the private room brightly. There was already a person sitting and waiting at the round table, reading the book in his hands in concentration.
Hearing the door opening and Moretti brother and sister entering the room, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Klein with his brown eyes calmly, his eyes showing a sense of vicissitudes that belied his age.
"I didn't expect you to be here already, Mr. Azik. Thank you for coming to our little dinner party."
Klein took off his hat and saluted the middle-aged man.
"This is Khoy University's history department teacher, Mr. Azik Eggers. He has given me a lot of help in my studies and work."
"This is my brother, Benson·Moretti, and my sister, Melissa."
He introduced both parties.
Khoy University, a history faculty member with bronze skin and short black hair covered by a top hat, Azik Eggers smiled back and glanced at the three siblings before finally settling on Klein.
"You look more like Gentlemen than before. It seems that the job of that 'security company' is suitable for you."
"Maybe it's the new clothes."
Klein answered Azik using the words of Benson.
"No, I can see that you, um..." the latter looked at Benson and Melissa behind Klein, "You are more skilled in that area."
Klein was stunned for a moment and realized that Azik was talking about the fact that he had finished digesting "Seer" Potion.
Mr. Azik Can you even see this?
Although the other party had bluntly stated that he had some special abilities, and Klein had also performed a divination on Grey Mist, confirming that Azik was a very powerful Beyonder, such power was still beyond his imagination.
Klein, who was trying to find an excuse to continue asking, saw Melissa on the side constantly winking at him, and realized that it was not polite to stand at the door all the time.
He quickly asked a few people to sit down, but strangely saw Benson and Melissa sitting on the other side, leaving the seats on both sides of him vacant.
"What are you..."
"This is box No. 7, Mr. Moretti has arrived."
The waiter's voice from outside the door interrupted Klein's question.