Then he saw a samurai and a very beautiful woman riding a big black bull galloping on the streets of Edo.

"What's the matter?!"

The scene was so weird that the man shouted in shock like a conditioned reflex.

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Edo, residence, Bright's residence—

The beautiful piano sounds kept coming from a corner of the hall.

A string orchestra composed of more than a dozen performers pulls out a dance music with lingering sounds.

In the center of the hall, a pair of men and women laughed and danced under this beautiful dance song.

As one of the first foreign businessmen to come to Japan to do business, Bright's financial resources are not as strong as all foreign businessmen in Japan today, but his background is not bad.

In order to celebrate his 60th birthday, this dance party was invited to most residents of the Edo residence. Bright would not be stingy with his pomp.

To describe Bright's dance in a simple and direct sentence...that is, even the inconspicuous details show luxury.

Three chandeliers hung low above the hall where the dance party was held. Slim green ferns hung on the chandeliers, and they sag naturally, adding a warm color to the hall.

On both sides of the hall are long tables, and the lights on the chandeliers reflect on each crystal cup on the long table, shining.

All tableware on the long table is made of silver, including bottles containing seasonings and boxes containing knife and forks.

The white tablecloths laid on each long table are so white that it makes people feel dazzling, and all the white tables are dotted with red roses that are difficult to get in Japan today.

As for catering, let alone food. Even if the current shogun: Tokugawa Ishiki is here, facing this dazzling list of dishes, you may be stunned when you see what the banquet guests at this dance are eating.

Baked white bread, smoked fish, shortbread cookies, Welsh lamb, Tsarist Russian caviar, French foie gras parfait and foie gras chops...

There are also purple grapes, apples, and fruits such as watermelons that are in season in Japan.

These delicacies were sent to the guests with dried red Lafite, Sherry from Andalucia, champagne from France and other wines.

The wine is mellow and delicious, and sending food to the stomach with these wine is like swallowing gold.

Of course, Bright's favorite Japanese sake will naturally be on the table at this dance.

The expensive sake he ordered from his old friend Natsume Takahachiro, who was in the mall, was delivered on time today.

However, among all the participants on the scene, only Bright likes Japanese sake, so the pile of sake he ordered is basically the only one who drinks it.

No need to worry about whether Bright can finish so much wine.

The old man's belly is like a bottomless pit, and he can easily drink it no matter how much sake is.

Bright, who was drinking his favorite sake bottle after bottle, had already drunk 9 bottles of sake in one pack. He was still energetic and had a slight red cheek. (1 combination = 180 ml)

"Oh, this grape is so sweet." Anthony, who was chewing the grape that had just been put into his mouth, his eyes shining. "Eroti, do you want to come and taste this grape?"

“Ha ~~”

As soon as Anthony turned to look at Elordi beside him, he saw Elordi yawning a big yawn.

The moment his mouth opened wide due to yawning, Elordi promptly raised his white and tender right back to block his mouth, preventing himself from showing an indecent posture.

Yawning in public is quite inelegant. For Elorti, who has received strict education since childhood, if she was not sleepy, she would not have done such actions that she would not do on weekdays.

"Arorti, are you sleepy?"

A hint of hesitation rose between Elordi's eyebrows.

Perhaps he knew that he was in this state and it was difficult to lie. After hesitating for a while, Elordi raised his head and smiled helplessly at his grandfather.

"Well... I'm a little sleepy..."

After saying that, Elordi blinked her eyes that were already sleepy and surging in it.

Anthony took out his pocket watch and opened it to take a look - it was just after 11:30.

At this time, Elorti's usual bedtime had long passed, and it was normal that Elorti would feel sleepy.

"Arorti, why don't we go home now?"

For the sake of Elordi's health, Anthony suggested.

After all, Elorti is just a 12-year-old child, and staying up late is not good for the development and growth of a child like her.

This proposal of "Go home" was made out of concern for Elorti's body.

But Elorti doesn't seem to appreciate it.

As soon as Anthony finished speaking, a hesitant color appeared in Elordi's pupils and repeatedly pulled.

"Grandpa, I...I want to play for a while..."

After whispering his request, Elordi stretched out her little hand and picked a grape that Anthony had just recommended to her on the dining table ahead, stuffing it into her mouth.

Anthony was stunned for a moment, then smiled relievedly because he quickly figured out the reason.

Tonight...to be precise, it was after the dance began, and Anthony saw Elordi so excited and excited for a long time.

The rare lively activities, the chats and laughter of people around them... All these make Elorti, who often can only stay at home alone on weekdays, feel particularly fresh and joyful.

From time to time, some people who are familiar with Anthony would come to politely dance with her little lady. Although she is not good at dancing, and those who come to look for her little friend basically don't dance too seriously, Elordi still feels quite happy.

Recalling the smiles that Elordi has been showing since the ball party began, Anthony smiled gently at Elordi.

"Okay, then it's a little later, but you can't eat more of those desserts."

Anthony's first half of the sentence made Elordi smile, while the second half made Elordi's entire face collapse.

"I want to have another piece of that little cake..."

Elordi flattened her lips and looked at the small butter cakes placed on a dining plate not far away.

"No. That kind of food is not healthy, just eat it occasionally, and you can't eat it too much."

Anthony has an unwilling insistence on giving in to the issue of dessert.

After banning Elordi from eating dessert in a serious tone, Anthony's eyes sank again and looked at his little granddaughter whom he regarded as the pearl in his palm.

Tonight's Elorti was wearing a white dress Anthony bought for her.

The delicate white skirt matches the child's sky blue eyes and the long light golden hair that is currently tied.

Elorti has now packed up the depressed feeling that her grandfather has forbidden to eat desserts.

She also seemed to like the grapes Anthony just recommended to her, and she happily put them into her mouth one by one.

Looking at Elordi's joyful appearance now... Anthony's eyes became dazed as if he was looking at some distant scenery.

Strictly speaking... Anthony is indeed looking at the distant scenery now.

He was staring at the scenes of memory that were buried deep in his mind after bringing Elordi to Japan.

"Hmm? Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly dazed?"

Elorti noticed Anthony's strangeness and stopped his hand that stuffed grapes into his mouth.

"nothing……"

Anthony raised his right thumb and index finger and rubbed his eyes hard.

"I just suddenly felt very moved... It was great to rescue you from that man and bring you to this faraway country."

"Although this country is still full of dangers... but our grandfather and grandson's lives will definitely get better and better."

Elordi only instantly pulled down her eyebrows due to surprise, then she smiled gently, showing a mature smile that was very incompatible with her young and petite body.

"Grandpa, don't cry here."

Elordi raised her hand and gently patted Anthony's spine.

After being comforted by his granddaughter for some reason, Anthony's expression became both angry and funny.

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At this moment—

Outside Bright's mansion, somewhere-

"Are all the people here? Are they all ready?"

“Are you ready?”

"Okay, let's go!"

...

Tonight is really a beauty for some people... The dark night with almost no moonlight is equivalent to a natural "protective color".

Under the cover of the night, dozens of black shadows approached Bright's mansion from all directions, holding large wooden boxes.

After rushing to an inconspicuous corner, they pried open the wooden box with tools they prepared early in the morning.

If Mr. Bright was present, he would definitely feel familiar when he saw the wooden box and the things contained in the box - the bottles and jars in the box were the sake he ordered from Natsume Tsuhachiro.
To be continued...