"Dad, Dad." Just as Felic's hand touched the dining room door, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and two children who looked about ten years old and a bit taller than one meter burst out from the dining room. They grabbed the hem of Felic's robe, one on each side. These two cute kids, a boy and a girl, bore a strong resemblance to Felic, except they weren't as serious. Instead, their expressions betrayed a mischievous charm. It seemed like they hadn't been up to much good in the restaurant, and despite attempts to clean up, traces of grease on the corners of their mouths were still visible. Obviously, part of the food originally prepared for the representatives in the restaurant's kitchen had already fallen victim to their mischief. As for the traces left on their bodies after their escapade, one could guess from the grease stains on their sleeves. Of course, one could also easily imagine the punishment they would receive from their mother once they got home.