This was a hall that looked extravagantly luxurious.
Wine-red curtains trimmed with gold, crystal fluorescent chandeliers, carpets embroidered with epic tales, jet-black candlesticks of indiscernible material, and Starry-Sky Gauze drifting overhead—all of it proclaimed the hall's opulence.
Just like the banquet halls Ku Doudou had read about in books, built at enormous expense by traditional nobles to flaunt the depth of their family's heritage.
As Ku Doudou marveled at the changes around him, the tinkling of a piano and the warbling sounds of singing suddenly rose beside his ears.
Ku Doudou looked up and saw a Teacup Band frolicking around the chandelier in midair. They were clearly cute little teacups, yet they had grown long, slender limbs and were playing the piano and blowing bagpipes. There were even performers swaying along with the music.
One moment ago, he had thought this was a noble banquet hall; the next, it seemed to have become a magical house from a fairy tale.
Ku Doudou had no idea what was happening and could only turn his gaze toward the red-haired man in the distance.
The red-haired man had previously stood at the door of that cramped room, but now he was seated on a redwood upholstered sofa, languidly leaning against the armrest without the slightest restraint, as though he had returned home.
"Examiner?" Ku Doudou pushed off with his feet, his figure flashing in an instant as he appeared atop the coffee table before the red-haired man. He looked at him in confusion. "Is my test to join the group being held here?"
Angel looked at Ku Doudou standing in a plate. His expression was as simple and guileless as ever, even carrying a touch of natural cluelessness. Standing in the porcelain-white dinner plate, he seemed like a delicacy set upon a plate