Interstellar Era of Gossip

Chapter 87 [Being Fed]

Mrs. Vida: "Why do you look like that?"

　　There is a social dinner in Linton Community tonight. The invitation letters from the organizer, Mrs. Vida, were distributed to the mailboxes in front of each resident's door by the courier robot.

　　Nalun once thought that retro things like mailboxes could only play a decorative role to make the gate of the villa less monotonous. So when he saw a card on it, he thought it was quite novel.

　　Xerxes said as if it was nothing new: "It should be a community activity once a month."

　　He stretched out two fingers to pick up the card, glanced at it and handed it to Nalun: "This lady's dinner is quite interesting."

　　After reading it, Nalun was slightly surprised: "You still participate in this kind of community activities?"

　　Xerxes smiled: "Occasionally."

　　Nalun asked, "Tonight, are you going?"

　　Xerxes: "That depends on you."

　　"Me?" Nalun thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, if you want to attend, I can just pick up the car and go back."

　　Xerxes: "If you are interested, we will participate."

　　Nalun: "...We?"

　　Xerxes: "Mrs. Vida's craftsmanship is very good, and..." He pulled back the card and showed the side with text to Nalun: "You can bring new companions with you."

　　Nalun: "..."

　　After a moment's silence, Nalun still said, "I'm not used to dealing with noble ladies."

　　Xerxes: "Hmm? I remember that last time at Sunset Volcano, you invited a lot of ladies to the banquet."

　　When the prince heard the four big words "Sunset Volcano", his eyelids jumped, and he narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly became dangerous - any words related to dark history were his sore spot.

　　"I also remember that you didn't invite any women to the hot spring party you held." He raised his chin to indicate the invitation card. "For a banquet like this, the guests should all be women. Do you want to discuss new skirts or some promotional low-price activities with them?"

　　Xerxes took back the card: "It seems that it is better to stay in your house and eat tonight."

　　As he spoke, Xerxes opened the door and dragged a prince in very naturally.

"Bang——" the door closed automatically.

　　It was already dark, and the light in the living room was dim, making the marshal's expression seem somewhat unfathomable.

　　"I don't attend many community events." Xerxes pulled the person to sit in the hallway to change shoes, and asked, "Baby, what do you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

　　Nalun: "..." Wait, aren't we discussing the dinner party? Why did the topic turn to the dinner menu?

　　Xerxes: "Anything you shouldn't eat?"

　　Nalun: "No, but isn't this a bit..."

　　"Come, come with me and take a look. I remember there are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator." Xerxes was about to pull someone in, but when he turned around, he saw the other person's reluctant expression: "Nalun?"

　　Nalun immediately raised his head, "Oh, let's go."

　　Anyway, since he decided to give it a try, he should be more serious and active. How many people in the world have the honor to taste the delicacies cooked by the Imperial Marshal himself? The other party's performance seemed very confident. Maybe he should have certain expectations for Xerxes's cooking skills.