After the luxurious shower of flower petals and then the random and inane discussions of who would be beating up whom on whose behalf and the subsequent laughter from all the nine people in the room, Jovis pointed at the dinner table that they had set up for the wedding feast.
Noir and Solis were stunned when they saw the grand banquet that their chosen family had arranged for them.
"Wow," Noir murmured. "How in the world did you all manage to make it so luxurious…?"
