Six o'clock at night.
Nock Stas returned home.
Mrs. Stas personally helped him out of his coat and said, "The tutor recommended by the association arrived today."
"Is that so?"
Nock was in his thirties, wore glasses, and had a sharp, capable air about him. Smiling, he asked, "What do you think of him?"
"He's very polite..." Thinking of the man's handsome face, Mrs. Stas hesitated before saying, "Mm... and he's very good at teaching children. He told me he'd taught himself some psychology and discovered that Robin has certain personality issues, such as a fondness for lying... This may be closely related to some of his past experiences, and it could have a bad effect on his future."
Mrs. Stas spoke with deep concern.
"If this were the business world, it would be a talent. But he mustn't deceive his own family. Just like me—I never hide anything from you."
Mr. Nock said with a smile.
"Fortunately, after this afternoon's lesson, Robin has become much more obedient. It's the first time I've ever seen a teacher who could make him behave so well. I invited him to stay and have dinner with us," Mrs. Stas said.
"Very good. I'd like to meet him too. Something has happened."
Mr. Nock's expression was slightly grave.
The Stas family's dinner was lavish. Incense candles burned atop golden ornamental candelabras, while all manner of delicacies filled the silver plates.
Nock, the head of the household, sat at the head of the table and raised his glass of red wine. "Mr. Augustus, welcome to my home."
"Thank you for your invitation."
Aaron responded politely, raising his own glass.
Even little Robin lifted his small cup of juice beneath his parents' stern gazes. He simply did not dare look in Aaron's direction, as though