“It’s so nice of you to invite me to dinner,” Alastor was sitting right between Larissa's parents at the dining table, enjoying the food they have prepared for him. It felt like he was already part of the family because of how the three talked to one another, like long-lost friends.
On the other hand, Larissa was settled at the farthest part of the table despite her parent’s protests to sit closer to them. Claiming to be sick, she chose to sit at the other end of the table, scrutinizing how Alastor easily slithered his way to be on her parent’s good side. He was like a ray of sunshine that suddenly barged into their gloomy mansion, influencing the people with his delightful aura.
“I’m so glad that Lloyd’s clothes fit you, perhaps since the two of you are the same age.” Lenard was speaki
