Benjamin put one hand on the steering wheel and fiddled with the radio with the other. Before the noisy radio frequency sound disappeared, Benjamin waved his arms irritably. His thick upper arms stretched the sleeves of his formal jacket into tight folds. The shoulder pads on his shoulders stood up high, making Benjamin's figure Seems stronger.
Zach stretched out his hand to take over Benjamin's adjustment, smiled and looked at the uncomfortable Alpha, "I told you a long time ago that you should come with me to customize clothes."
Benjamin was wearing a very old formal jacket. Not only was it thick and outdated, the style was also from ten years ago. But Benjamin had no other formal clothes and was too lazy to buy new ones for the party, so he had to make do. I believe I will take it off as soon as I enter the house, revealing the hemp-yellow cotton t-shirt underneath.
Benjamin glanced at Zach, shook his head, and was too disdainful to respond. He stepped on the accelerator with his booted foot, hoping to reach his destination quickly. He felt that Zach's 'dressing up' like this was inappropriate. The other party had already said that this was just a small party.
This was not intentional by Zach, it was just the way vampires dressed. It's just that today, in order to show the courtesy that a guest should have, he wore a tie.
What makes people confused is that Daniel is the real 'dress up'. But usually no one would care about what this dispensable phantom wears. His figure is similar to Zach's. Today he borrowed the Grand Master's clothes. At this time, he was nervously fiddling with the collar.
Zach's fingers pressed on the knob and turned slowly. The radio frequency noise gradually disappeared and human voices came out.
"Welcome to 'Arthur's Music Box'!"
A voice that perfectly matched the tone of the radio host came out, and Zach let go of his hand. At this time, the local radio station in Barton usually reported news, and Zach knew that Benjamin never liked to listen to that. These broadcasting music stations are the projects that Benjamin is accustomed to.
"Today!" The voice on the radio was inexplicably excited. He was probably pretending, since television became popular. These radio stations are beginning to take a flashy route.
"This is definitely an exciting day! I believe many people already know..." The host talked endlessly to himself, while Zach leaned back and pouted in boredom.
"Welcome today's guest—Eli! Eli Toledo!"
There was a strange atmosphere spreading in the truck.
You can clearly hear the excited breathing of the host on the radio, "In case there are still people who don't know, although it's unlikely! Why don't you introduce yourself? Eli!"
The vampire's pale fingers pressed on the volume knob, slowly turning it to maximum.
Another voice came from the radio. "Hi, everyone." The owner of the voice did not have the exaggeration of the host at all. His calm and hoarse voice was short and powerful, "I am Eli Toledo, the lead singer of the band 'Son of the Night'."
The radio host's voice appeared again, seemingly unable to contain his excitement, "Everyone heard it! You must be speechless with excitement right now! The lead singer of 'Son of the Night'! He is here! Sitting opposite me!" Now all the mystery and speculation are gone! He is right opposite me!"
The grandiose emotions are mixed with the noisy rapid breathing, maybe we should be more objective. The people on the radio were really excited.
"Do you know how many interviews and exposure opportunities the band 'Night Child' turned down?! He chose our station! 'Arthur's Music Box'! If you are not listening to this program! I guarantee you will regret it! You won’t believe it! He, he’s sitting right across from me!”
The host seemed to have lost his integrity and started talking to himself like a star-chasing girl.
"We were so close! I could reach out and touch him! Touch Eli himself! Oh! I did! Now I wish I was on a TV show and you could see... Oh! Your hands are so cold! You think Want some coffee? Oh my god what am I talking about! It should be hot chocolate milk or something, you need to protect your throat!…”
The truck suddenly stopped, and the four occupants swayed in their seats. The sound on the radio made a distorted noise as Benjamin turned off the engine and pulled out the key. disappear.
"We're here." Benjamin leaned back in his chair, "Danny, do you want me to take you there, or do you want to walk there yourself?"
"Uh..." Danny said in a long voice, as if he hadn't reacted yet, when Benjamin turned his head and looked over. The fantasy man trembled and quickly opened the car door, "I can walk over!"
Benjamin nodded, glanced at Louise, and opened the car door.
The truck's route did not take Route 27. Instead, it crossed the Paisying River along the western boundary of the Southern District and directly entered the Western District. The address of Amanda's home is in the southwest of the West District. The buildings here are denser than those in the North District. There are a large number of two-story single-family houses and six-story apartment buildings. They are similar in style to the Paisley district, but the image is much better. .
Although these people all serve the upper class in the West District, and their jobs seem to be the most humble, the wages they can receive are much more generous than those in the North District.
The truck stopped at a corner of a street full of single-family houses. Those who got off the car could already see that in the front yard of the house in the middle, several women wearing colorful pointed hats were handing out candies to children running back and forth.
The front yard is not big, smaller than the front yard of Hayate's house, but the care is much better.
"Wash your hands first, and then you can have candy!" A young, somewhat short woman stared at a boy and said seriously.
Perhaps because her police uniform had a special deterrent effect, the boy nodded timidly and ran towards the house.
The woman raised her head helplessly and straightened the pointed hat on her head. She was tired, police work had made her very tired, but it was her best friend's birthday and she couldn't miss it anymore.
"Emma!" Amanda, wearing a birthday hat, opened the door and complained in her tone, "Why are you still wearing a police uniform!"
Emma Farrell turned around and looked at her clothes with an apologetic expression on her face, "I'm sorry, Amanda! I, I have to go back to the police station in a while. I really! I really want to stay!"
Amanda shook her head, a little disappointed, and waved her hand, "Since you started working as a police officer, we have hardly seen each other, and we have rarely even had regular contact. Can't you take a leave?"
"I'm sorry, Amanda." Emma lowered her head, her tone full of disappointment, "You know, I really can't help it. You don't want me to keep wearing this outfit and stay at the reception desk forever."
Amanda shook her head, sighed, walked towards her friend, hugged the policewoman who was shorter than her, and patted her back comfortingly.
"Happy birthday, Amanda." Zach said with a smile on his face, but of course, no one could tell it was a disguise.
The vampire handed out the red wine in his hand and held Louise in one arm, "I hope we are not late."
Amanda had mixed emotions on her face. She let go of her friend, put on a smile, and took the red wine, "Thank you, of course not. This is my friend..."
"Officer Farrell, Benjamin told me." Zach smiled and nodded to the policewoman who looked here in surprise. Yes, what Benjamin just told him, about being a comrade-in-arms with James, and then being the 'brother' of the Grand House, to bring this identity back, Zach is needed.
Today seems to be full of surprises. (..)