With a *swoosh*, the gentle wind blew through the busy Dale Mansion.

"Ahh~, this is what I live for."

An unmotivated voice was heard in the direction of garden. Under a large tree in the middle of the garden lies a 16 years old boy.

"Bring that there. And get the servants on standby.

"Yes, sir!"

Without a minute of rest, voices sounded out from inside of the manor. The boy sighed, "Man, can't they just be silent for 5 minutes?"

Stretching both his arms out, he closes his eyes and laze with the nature.

"Hey John, wake up!"

Just as the boy, John, was about to sleep, he heard a familiar, energetic voice from the garden's terrace.

Annoyed, John glares at the source. Just as he expected, it was a pair of girl and boy. To be precise, a twin.

"What? I was about to sleep just now, you know?" Said John.

With slightly annoyed tone, the girl twists John's right ear. "Huh? Did you just ask "What?"? Hoho, you must be tired of living to laze around today of all days."

"Ouch! Hey, stop th- youch!!" John screamed

"Serves you right!"

"Oh, my poor ear. I use it to hear, don't you know that?" Said John as he rubs his red ear.

At this moment, the boy who was quiet opens his mouth. "Well, um, you do deserve it because, um, someone important will visit today." Unlike his strong physique, the voice he let out was that of shy boy.

"Exactly! And because of you sleeping around, father got headache because he had another problem to think of!"

"What? Not like it matters whether I was there or not, right?"

"Um, yeah. But father would rather have you at where he can see to keep you in check."

Knowing that the twin is not going to leave him be, he sighed. "Alright, alright. I'll follow you, Summer, Harry."

Brushing the grass off his body, John reluctantly follow Summer Dale and Harry Dale into the main building.

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"Are the servants ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"Have the chefs readied the banquet?"

"Yes, sir."

In the luxurious hallway, a middle-aged man in a suit is busily tying up his tie while being accompanied by an old butler.

"Now then..Where is that rascal?" Veins appeared on the man's head. "Argh. Why can't he sit still for a day?!"

"No need to be so angry, dad."

The man turns towards the voice. At the end of the hallway, there stood the Dale twins and the rascal, John.

"You! Why do you always disappear at the wrong time?!" The man quicken his steps and grabs John's shoulders.

"No. Nevermind. You, Summer and Harry go and change into something appropriate." The man turns towards the twins. "A friend of mine will be here in an hour."

"Yeah yeah."

"Yes, father."

"Alright."

The three replies at the same time. After the three went off to change, the man sighed. "I wonder why did I adopt him."

"Mr Terry, we still have something to prepare." Interrupted the butler.

"Ah, right. Let us go, Sebastian." The man and the old butler started to move towards the main building.

Inside his room, John sighed as he buttoned up his brown shirt. "Ahh, this is troublesome."

"Well, sure enough that's you." A timid voice came from the door. It was Harry. He wears a blue get up that suits very well with his blond hair. What more, his pretty boy face coupled with his oceanic blue eyes and shy attitude could captivate any girls that look at him.

Without needing to turn around, John recognized that it was Harry from the voice. "Where's Summer? I thought she would be here first."

"Well, um, she told us to go on first. Because, um, she have something to do."

"Something to do?" John raised his right eyebrow.

"Well, who knows." Harry shrug it off.

"I'm done. Lets go."

When John turn around, he noticed Harry's weird look. "What? Something on my face?"

"Ah, no. Well, you sure you want to, um, go like that? Messy hair and, um, sandals?" Harry points towards John's hair and sandals.

"Hm? Yeah. What's the problem?"

Harry sighed. "I should have expected that. Come on, let me brush it cleanly." He said as he took out a comb beneath his suit.

Startled, John took two steps back. "Woah, dude, are you gay?" This time, it was John turn to give Harry a weirded look.

"No! Ahh, just sit there!" Retorted Harry. With a few strokes and applying gel, Harry skillfully turn John's messy hair neat.

"Done." Harry smiles. "Well, I'm going on first. So, um, wear these shoes. If not, father might get angry again."

After putting a pair of black shoes on John's lap, Harry swiftly went out of the room. "..Yes, mom." John said just before Harry close the door.

"Who is your mom?!"

Harry retorted outside the room. Smiled, John change into his shoes. "Guess I gotta do it fast or he will leave me behind."

After catching up to Harry, the two boys quickly walk to the main building. The inside of the main building was very big. Being able to fit more than 100 people at the same time. The walls and ceiling gave off an aura of luxurious yet ancient feeling due to the excellent pictures sculpted by an outstanding famous sculptor. There is also a big wooden stairway that leads to the next room.

"You are finally here!" A loud voice from behind suddenly made the two boys startled.

Just from the loud voice, the two boys already knew that it was Summer. Turning around, John said. "Keep it down, will you? Geez. Do you have a grudge against my ears or something?"

"What? You got scared?" Summer smirked.

"Woah. Why are you wearing a blouse? And a skirt?" Stunned by the sight infront of him, John asked.

As they are twins, Summer shares a few distinct features as Harry. She wore a white blouse and red skirt which made her look cute yet beautiful. Her blond long hair was let loose on her back. Her clear blue eyes was radiating with light made whoever look at her feel pleased. Unlike Harry who is shy, Summer bears a confident aura. Because of this, she had received alot of proposals by many lords.

"Hmph, I couldn't help it. Father told me to wear something like this." Summer pouted. "If not for Father, I would have choose something similar to you two."

"You three, don't make trouble." The father, Terry Dale, who had been giving orders to the servant, walks to the three. "Steven House is a friend of mine. Behave yourself." He warns. "Especially you, John."

"Y-yes." Smiling awkwardly, John replies.

"Well, um, when are they coming?" Harry raised his hand.

Terry glance at the watch on his left wrist. "Should be anytime soon."

Just as he said that, he heard horses noises outside the building. "The guests has arrived and is just right outside, sir." Sebastian said.

"Speaking of the devil." Looking at his childs and then to the servants, he reveals a smile. "Let us greet our guests, shall we?"

"Yes!" Everyone replies.

With a signal, the door was pulled open by the two nearest servants.