Chapter 139 Dinner at the Klein Family
"Come in."
After opening the door, Klein stepped aside, bent down, and raised his hand, inviting Angel in like a waiter at the door of a hotel.
"Thanks."
Angel didn't hesitate. This wasn't her first time at Klein's house.
Since the last housewarming celebration party for the Moretti family, Angel has visited this neighbor several times. Most of the time, he would run into Klein's sister Melissa Moretti after get off work and be warmly invited by her to come to Klein's house for a chat.
But unlike the previous times, this time it was Angel who took the initiative to ask to come over.
Entering the living room, Angel walked straight to the single sofa next to the bay window and sat down as if he was back home.
No. 2, 4 and 6 Narcissus Street have almost the same internal structure. The positions of the living room, study, kitchen, bathroom and other rooms on the first floor are the same as her own home, especially the same single sofa next to the bay window facing the street.
She stretched out on the sofa and watched Klein go to the kitchen. After a few busy moments, he brought two steaming cups of coffee.
"Melissa hasn't finished school yet. I thought you were here to see her."
Placing the coffee on the table, Klein sat on the sofa opposite Angel, stretched his arms and legs, and spoke with a tired expression.
Today, the two of them followed the senior night watchman to patrol the jurisdiction, and used the free time in the afternoon to search for the "red chimney" building that Klein had divined in the city. After a day of running around, they were very tired.
But Angel thought of Ms. Daly's letter last night, and still insisted on coming to Klein's house to talk about "private matters."
"I'm not looking for her this time, I'm looking for you," Angel said, staring at the steaming cup of coffee. "Ms. Daly wrote to me last night. She mentioned the 'special application' again."
"again?"
Klein captured the word sharply.
Angel then remembered that he had not yet told the other party about Daly's first visit.
"It's like this..."
From the time Daly came to Tingen at night and communicated with her through the translucent face, until last night when he handed the reply letter to the messenger who grabbed the letter with his tongue, Angel told Klein the entire content of his conversations with Daly over the past two days.
Well, except for the fact that I angered Daly when I "instigated" him, and asked him to find ingredients for the potion.
"So that's how it is. Ms. Daly has indeed mastered the 'Acting Method'. No wonder she was promoted so quickly... But why did the Church prohibit the spread of this method of safely digesting potions? They even required those who knew it to swear not to disclose the relevant information?"
Klein muttered, lost in thought. He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, but the scalding coffee burned him and made him grimace.
"Perhaps you'll need to wait until you reach the upper echelons of the church to learn the reason. At least at Sequence 6, Ms. Daly still doesn't know the relevant information."
Angel was also puzzled by this, but the highest-ranking person she knew inside the church was Ms. Daly. Since she didn't know or couldn't say, there was no other source of information.
"Let's put that aside for now. She also told us to submit a special application as soon as possible. My 'Fortune Teller' potion has been digested, but what about you? If you need to take the potion on the spot..."
Angel knew that Klein had somehow discovered that he was the "instigator" of Sequence 8, which was why he had this question.
"Ms. Daly specifically mentioned that the Church doesn't have the formula for the Instigator potion. After the exam, you might be asked to create the potion on the spot for advancement. I'm afraid I'll have to figure it out on my own. What a shame."
There was no regret on her face, but a hint of a smile.
Klein on the opposite side also breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's no problem. We can go to the captain tomorrow and submit a special application."
He seemed to have let go of a worry and had a smile on his face.
"After submitting the application, we need to find an opportunity to share the 'performance method' with the other team members. Hmm... the captain is already performing the performance, and I believe he will soon have results..."
Having said this, Klein frowned, as if he was remembering something unpleasant.
"...As for the others, Leonard is likely also aware of this method, or at least has a similar summary. We can tell Daly and the others about the captain's role modeling method. We shouldn't be too direct, as it would seem deliberate and make the examiner think we knew in advance that an oath was necessary, which would cause trouble for Ms. Daly..."
Angel sipped his hot coffee, basking in the sunset streaming into the living room from the window. He watched Klein racking his brains, planning how to properly "reveal" his acting method tomorrow. For a moment, he felt that this moment of peace and tranquility would last until the end of time.
"Well, what's wrong?"
Klein was talking about his plan non-stop when he felt Angel's gaze and looked up at him.
"No, it's okay, just continue..."
Crash——
There was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock at the door, followed by Melissa muttering to herself:
"I'm back."
She carried her schoolbag in one hand and a paper bag of bread and vegetables in the other, pushed the door open with her knee, and walked into the living room.
"Hey, Klein, you're here so early today... Miss Angel, you're here too!"
Melissa discovered the two of them in a corner of the living room and exclaimed in surprise. Then, her eyes swept back and forth between Angel and Klein, and she suddenly asked:
"Miss Angel, would you like to have dinner with us today?"
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"Braised lamb, this is my brother's specialty."
Melissa brought the last dish to the table and introduced it proudly.
Angel, who had only been able to cook a pot of random dishes in her past and present lives, blushed. She lifted the lid of the plate and, driven by her pride, tried to find fault with it, but was lost in the aroma that suddenly burst out.
“…Hmm, it smells really good…”
She had to admit it.
After Klein finished distributing the plates, he also sat down. Seeing the two of them preparing to eat, Angel asked curiously:
"Don't we need to wait for Mr. Benson to come back?"
Melissa handed the bread to Klein, then buttered her own piece and replied:
"Ban... My brother's company has been working lately, and he's often had to travel to Pritz Harbor and even Dixie County. Luckily, he's been able to turn down those heavy tasks lately, because..."
She looked at Klein who was breaking bread and smiled without saying anything.
Angel understood that Klein becoming a Nighthawk and earning such a high income would be a huge help to the Moretti family, which originally relied solely on Mr. Benson for support.
Their eldest brother, whose hairline was receding due to his busy schedule, no longer needed to work overtime for that little extra income, and Melissa...
In less than a month of knowing Melissa, Angel could clearly see that the girl's facial skin was gradually becoming rosier, the subcutaneous fat was slowly filling up, and even her long black hair was becoming more shiny.
It can be imagined that before this she had not been able to get enough nutrition for her age.
No wonder Klein worked so hard to advance and gain a firm foothold among the Nighthawks...
Looking at the "Fortune Teller" Klein who was spreading butter on the bread beside her, Angel's lips curled up into a smile. She quickly took a bite of the fluffy bread to hide her expression.
Well, maybe after a while, he won’t be a “Fortune Teller” anymore. By the way, what’s the name of the potion for the Fortune Teller’s Sequence 8?
While thinking, Melissa across from her suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she said:
"Besides, Benson...my brother has been studying hard in his spare time lately, preparing for the kingdom's public examination next year. If he can pass the exam and become a government employee, everything will be fine."
By the way, Miss Justice mentioned at the Tarot Club that the proposal to recruit administrative officials through a public examination will enter the implementation stage early next year. For an employee like Mr. Benson who is diligent in his internal affairs, if he can...
Oh, but how did the Moretti family, such an ordinary family, know about this proposal that had not even passed the vote of the House of Commons and the House of Lords?
This question suddenly popped up in Angel's mind. He looked up at Melissa, and saw that she was immersed in the fantasy of a better life in the future. Then he turned to look at Klein.
The latter was looking at him, but then looked away.
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