Dr. Brief was wearing a white coat, with messy hair, a pair of round-rimmed glasses on his face, and an unlit cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? A guest is here." Dr. Brief looked at Reiz, then at Linoshi, his eyes paused on the two of them, and then he greeted warmly, "Welcome."
He got off his bicycle and leaned aside.
"Dad, let me introduce to you. They are my friends from the alien world. His name is Reiz, and this is Linoshi." Tights quickly introduced, holding in his hand Reiz and Linoshi clicked, then turned around and introduced their fathers to Reiz and Linoshi, "This is my dad, Dr. Brief."
"Hello, doctor, do you mind disturbing you so late?" Reiz smiled slightly.
"So we are friends from aliens... Which planet are you from?" Dr. Brief looked at Reiz up and down, his eyes paused on his tail, and then looked at Linoshi.
He stretched out his hand and shook it with Reiz. His palm was warm and dry.
"We come from far away Planet Vegeta." Reiz smiled, took back his hand, and put his hands in his pockets.
"Dad, Reiz and Linoshi are amazing, they can fly!" Tights looked at Reiz and Linoshi with admiration, his eyes sparkling.
"Really?" Dr. Brief nodded thoughtfully, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at Reiz's feet, and then looked back.
"Dad, hurry up and ask Chef Robot to prepare some food for us. I want to treat these two friends to a good meal." Tights said to his father.
"It's easy, I'll make arrangements right away." Dr. Brief agreed readily, turned and walked towards the kitchen, took two steps forward, stopped again, looked back at Tights, with a serious look in his eyes, "Next time, don't do such things as running away from home."
"I know... Dad." Tights nodded, smiled, and scratched the back of his head.
Just a few minutes.
Chef Robot successively served various specialties to the long dining table.
The robot's arms are steady and the plates fall onto the table silently.
The table was soon filled with dishes, which were steaming hot and fragrant.
Reiz and Linoshi were not idle either and started eating again.
After coming from the earth, we are either eating or on the way to eat.
Reiz put a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, chewed it twice, and his eyes lit up slightly.
Enjoying Bulma's delicious food, Reiz couldn't help but marvel.
He swallowed a mouthful of food and picked up another chopstick, moving a little faster than before.
The world's richest man is indeed extraordinary, and his home cooking is indeed delicious.
These Chef Robot should be made through strict program management, right?
The cooking techniques are truly amazing.
Tights also ate some, flicking her chopsticks on the plate twice, but her mind was obviously not on eating.
Seeing that Reiz had almost finished eating, Tights stepped forward again, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and asked about the novel material.
Reiz has actually thought about the relevant materials for a long time.
He put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, and immediately told Tights the story of One Piece.
His voice was not loud and his speaking speed was not fast, and each word came into Tights's ears clearly.
Hearing Reiz's narration, Tights's eyes lit up, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly.
The chopsticks in her hand stopped in mid-air, motionless.
This story sounds interesting!
What else Devil Fruit!
These are simply amazing ideas!
Tights quickly put down his chopsticks, took out a notebook and pen from the bag next to him, and started recording frantically.
The tip of her pen moved rapidly across the paper, and the handwriting was so scrawled that it was almost unclear, but she was not aware of it, for fear of missing any detail.
Reiz simply told Tights the story background and world structure of One Piece. As for other stories, let her make up her own stories.
You can't tell Tights the whole story of One Piece, right?
That way Tights doesn't have to create it himself.
"Reiz, your idea is so good, I have benefited a lot!" Tights was ecstatic, holding the notebook in both hands, as if holding some rare treasure. Her eyes were as bright as two stars, and the corner of her mouth reached behind her ears, "I started writing in the past two days, I think readers will like it very much!"
"I think you might as well find a comic artist and serialize your story into comics and publish them together. I believe the audience will be wider." Reiz expressed his thoughts and tapped his fingers lightly on the desktop.
"This is a good idea, let's do it like this!" Tights nodded vigorously, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
The night is getting darker.
The sky outside the window changed from deep blue to inky black, and the moon climbed to the top of the head, casting a silvery glow.
Reiz and Linoshi are still enjoying the food.
The plates on the table were empty and replenished, and replenished and emptied again. Chef Robot shuttled back and forth, tirelessly.
Reiz belongs to the big belly king. Even if you eat all these foods, you will not feel full.
His chopsticks move leisurely on the plate, picking up vegetables, eating them, and chewing them with ease.
This is even more true for Linoshi, she enjoys food just for enjoyment.
She ate in small bites, her eyes slightly curved, and there was a trace of a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth.
Tights, however, kept yawning, one after another, almost crying.
She covered her mouth with her hands and shrugged her shoulders. It looked like she was very sleepy.
However, the guests haven't eaten yet, so it's not appropriate for the host to leave now.
As for Dr. Brief, his wife and another daughter Bulma, they had already gone to bed.
"Tights, if you feel sleepy, just go to sleep. We can just eat here." Reiz said with a smile, tapping his chopsticks in the air.
"Okay, I'm really sleepy... I've been wandering outside for the past few days and haven't slept well." Tights yawned again, his mouth wide open, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.
She stood up from her seat, took two steps forward, then suddenly thought of something, paused and stopped quickly.
"I'll take you to the room first, and you can just go to bed later." Tights rubbed her eyes, which made her eyelids red. She turned around and said to Reiz.
"Okay." Reiz nodded, put down his chopsticks, and stood up.
Subsequently, Reiz and Linoshi followed Tights.
The footsteps of the three people echoed in the corridor, and the light shone softly on the floor.
Tights led the two of them into the guest room, opened the door, and pressed the switch.
The lights came on, illuminating a spacious room.
She pointed to an empty room and the big bed in the room.