Elio left the room without hesitation.

Earning a piece of silence, Harry fell sitting on the bed, those sarcastic words he'd just said to Elio had spent all of his courage. While he focused on the window, he heard his smartphone alert and popped a new message. Harry tapped on it hurriedly thinking it was a contact message from his match, but once again, the goddess played with him, it turned out to be a content from his father.

'The king will come here to have lunch with us tomorrow at noon. Dress appropriately and don't disgrace our family.'

Harry slammed his cell phone on the bed.

It wasn't the first time his father had dictated his business, the opportunity to meet with the King had been taken away from him, Okay, it was fine, but now what? He even set the lunch engagement with the King without asking his will. What will happen next?

"Ding--"

A short alert from his phone again.

This time, Harry smiled while reading the message.

Back to the living room, Yung found Elio walking back with a cold face, he used one arm to hug Elio's neck. Yung knew what had happened, if he dared to say one more stupid word, Yung understood that he would not see the sunrise.

"It's my fault...Sorry, Elio." Yung wants Elio's forgiveness.

"Nahh...That phrase is good, but I didn't know why he would react like that." Elio hugged Yung back, they were the same age, even though Yung was a few months younger than him. Elio can't deny that Yung looks so much younger than him, and that's the reason why Elio can't be mad at him.

It was a little joke between him and his 'little brother'.

"I think I kind of know why they would send you to be Agent Valentino's mentee. You two are just alike!" Elio couldn't control his facial muscles, once he found Yung's naughty joke just like Rurika's, he felt he was still on the mission with Rurika. However, Yung is so much more adorable than Rurika, Elio can say for sure because Yung knew he should apologize when he did something stupid.

"Oh, you meant my physical intelligence as good as Rurika's?" Yung tried to show his muscles to Elio.

"You called Agent Valentino's name????" Elio can't believe what he heard.

"Yep, but on private, if I can her name in front of other agents, she would beat me. Besides that, she didn't care." Yung remembered the pain that Rurika punched his head, he still can feel it.

"I thought Agent Valentino would be a cooler person."

"Cool??? She gets angry so easily, like a self-light bomb!"

Yung looked over at Elio in shock, he was beginning to wonder if the boy did not have enough brain cells, how could he only read people's surface.

Yung couldn't help but pat Elio's shoulder, wordlessly calming the silly boy in front of him. Yung signed for his one-track mind, it was no wonder that he had always fallen out with Agent Adrian. Now, Yung could understand how tricky Evelyn's matching algorithm is, real humans would not set them as partners, but Evelyn measure the incompatible personalities with a high matching rate.

Maybe in the near future, Elio and Agent Adrian will become a super agent combo, and right now, Yung believes Elio still needs time to get to know humans. It's hard to tell, but Yung felt there was a strange problem with Elio's mind.

There's a knock at the door and Yung opens it to find it's Issac and Sally, it's time for them to get some rest. He opens the door and lets them into the room, waving for Elio to come over. The two groups exchanged places.

Since Harry didn't have a very good rest last night, he stayed in bed right up to the point where the maid knocked on the door. The stylist dressed him in local costume, and Harry who had always been used to wearing pants, really didn't take kindly to the attire that only covered his legs with a loose robe.

Before he dressed perfectly, he put his short pants in his loose robe, it gave him a sense of relief. When he arrived at the restaurant, his father had already taken the guest of honor seat, Harry had no choice, but only sit next to his father.

"How was your night?"

"Pretty good," Harry replied dryly.

"Good. I'm glad you didn't rush off to a bar the first day you got here. God knows, if Cataland's local citizens saw the firstborn of Ronan sitting on a man's leg, how they would think." Harry's father's taunting words kept jabbing at Harry. Even in a public place like this, he doesn't forget to humiliate his son about his sexuality, and it's not the first time Harry's been taunted like this by his father.

Harry is used to it.

But Harry's mother wasn't used to it, and she couldn't stand her husband always sneering at her son, and she glared hard at her husband. Again, she shook Harry's hand and apologized.

"Don't listen to your father, he is always jealous about your talent."

Harry nearly snorted when his mother busted her husband so hard. He squeezed back to his mother's hand.

"I'm fine. I love you, mom."

"I love you too, and I also love you, Kevin."

She didn't forget her younger son, Kevin just hugged them both, leaving his father a cold shoulder. Harry can always put up with his stupid father for his mother.

It's just that he didn't think his father could be so shameless as to lie in front of the king.

The King arrived as promised, and the moment he sat down, the prepared dishes were served, and Harry listened to the conversation between them intently.

"I didn't realize that your chips could be made so small. It seems that the owner of Ronan's family is not only good at business but even has such a smart mind."

The king's approving eyes were locked on Harry's father, and Harry was trying to correct the misinformation the king was receiving. Instead, his father shamelessly takes all the credit.

"I think there must..."

"You're flattering me. I did what I had to do."

Harry looked incredulously at his father. He had believed that the signing ceremony was to declare his ability to inherit all of the Ronan family. As it turned out, he was completely wrong, he endured being humiliated in front of his face again and again, and now his father was even robbed of the things that originally belonged to him.

"There's no way I can eat with such a shameless person, so if Your Majesty will excuse me, I should leave."

Without waiting for the king's permission, Harry leaves the table. His father wanted to get up and slap his son but he only dared to apologize to the king, because he didn't embarrass himself. His wife could not bear to see him, so she held her youngest son's hand, bowed to the king, and left the table. Nuée's Agents were separated into two groups, one for the father, and the rest to protect Harry and his family.

The unpleasant gathering had caused the King to lose his appetite as well, and before he left he gave Sir Ronan a word; he didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, and he hoped it didn't make the king their being dramatic.

Harry lay on the bed for a half day, he didn't want to do anything, and his mother and Kevin had come to his room before, they talked, just like usual, all maybe he was too getting used to it, it caused his father to become more shameless.

'Why don't we meet?'

A message notification. Harry almost jumped out of bed, he had only intended to find someone to talk to, but he didn't realize that the other man meant to do something he would say 'yes' immediately.

Screwed that old man.

"I could do whatever I want."

Quickly replying to the sender, Harry got up and went to pick out the right clothes for himself; it took him quite a while just to pick out the pants and perfume. Once he finished changing his clothes, it was time for Rurika and Issac to go on shifts.

"Where are you going?" Rurika asked.

"Bar. You can come with me. But your suit is too conspicuous. Change into something casual. Don't act like you don't have to change." Harry looked at Issac with his chic, his eyes were full of criticism.