Wes shook the metal bottle in his hand, looked at the note left by someone, and tugged at the corners of his mouth without knowing what to think.

"Hey. Weiss looked at the man who was measuring in his home, "Telecom guy, do you need me to stay here?"

"Oh. Fitz put away the tape measure in his hand, "Sir, do you have something?"

"Yes. Wess replied directly.

"Ugh. Fitz hesitated, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wes wasn't in the mood to be polite to the guy who was installing the phone, so he threw the key over, "Lock the door when you're done, and put the key under the porch." ↑，a≯nshu◆ba.”

Before Fitz could react, Wes had already pushed the door and left.

If it weren't for Weiss's trust in telecom staff, he really didn't have anything to take with him at home now. And he's a police officer, and he doesn't think this skinny staff member with freckles would do anything he shouldn't do.

Fitz was stunned for a moment, hurriedly collected the key, and chased out. Unfortunately, when the little otaku was standing on the porch, his client had already steered a motorcycle into a small dot and disappeared in the direction of the north.

With a distressed face, Fitz silently walked back to his room and continued his work.

The job in the South Side is drudgery at Barton Telecom, and Fitz is one of the bullied ones, so he is often assigned here. You still remember Fitz's new telephone installation in Grande, the buildings in the South District are too scattered, and the houses are usually separated by large fields or farms or something, and there are no centralized lines like the North District.

Grande is okay, he already has a telephone, at least the line doesn't need to be re-planned. And Fitz's customers at this time, there is nothing here. Fitz pinned the unanswered phone to the wall and cleaned up his things, he was going out to urge the person pulling the cord. Strive to finish the work here today. This time the customer made him a little scared, feeling that he was going to be beaten up at any time...... I don't know where this strange feeling came from.

The old pickup van made a circle on the southeast side of the Southside, and there were no surprises, Fitz still had to wait, and Fitz had nothing to do until the phone line appeared near the customer's home.

'Go to a friend?' an idea popped into Fitz's head. Smirked and drove towards Grande.

The pickup truck with the words 'Barton Telecom' slowed down on the dirt road, and Fitz held the steering wheel and looked at the closure sign that had been placed in the middle of the road with some confusion.

Fitz honestly parked the car some distance from Grande. Grabbing the messy hair under his hat, he walked towards Grande.

Compared to other Grande's friends, Fitz is the most polite, he doesn't 'consciously' go directly to the backyard like James and Walter, and he doesn't hammer the door like Lola. Fitz looked at the Grande blue-gray door, carefully rang the doorbell, and called tentatively. "Someone is ......"

Benjamin opened the door, his tall body revealing behind the door, looking down at the guy in front of him.

Fitz had a smile on his face, "Benjamin!" he turned and pointed to the sign in the center of the road in the distance, "I thought you were going out ......"

Benjamin pulled Fitz into the room with a blank face, closed the door, and didn't care what Fitz was going to say, "I'm sick." ”

While walking inside. Fitz looked around Benjamin, "Are you okay?"

"Not good. Benjamin didn't seem to want to talk much. "I'm sick. He repeated.

Fitz swallowed back all the words of concern that had just poured out, and asked softly, "Oh, I'm working, come and have a look." I can ...... if it's inconvenient."

"Lunch. Benjamin said without a word. "Stay for lunch. Alice is ready. ”

"Uh-" Fitz lengthened his voice, he just realized it was lunchtime!

The Holy Lord can testify that he did not come for lunch, but only to visit friends. Unfortunately, the socially impaired Fitz always overlooked these basic rules of interpersonal communication, and he often made the mistake of being at the wrong time in the home of someone he was trying to befriend. Cause trouble to others and leave a bad impression......

"Then I'll go first, so I won't bother you......"

"Have you eaten?" Benjamin glanced at his somewhat nervous 'little' friend.

"Nope. Fitz replied honestly.

Benjamin stopped talking nonsense and pushed Fitz into Grande's restaurant.

The people in the Grande were already sitting around the table. No, that's not accurate, Alice, who is a chef with cooking skills, has a guy that Fitz hasn't seen before, and Zach is missing from the head of the table.

Fitz sat down a little awkwardly, Alice didn't seem to mind the sudden addition of someone, clean cutlery had been placed in front of him, and a large bowl with beans and salad had been passed to Fitz. It seems that everyone has nothing to repel this guy who came out of nowhere.

The only thing that's special is that Fitz discovers that Alice today loves to look at herself.

Fitz had only been to Grande twice, and he had little impression of this Grande sister before. The first time he was working, it was just that Alice had a very good friend (Lola). The second time I came to deliver the game rules manual, I was left for a meal and realized Alice's strong cooking skills. This time, Fitz was a little embarrassed to look at.

Do you know what Alice is up to? Alice is making sure that this guy won't die inexplicably.

Grande has lost a guy who resembles a friend and doesn't need to lose a second. So even though Benjamin was 'sick', he brought Fitz inside.

"Eli. Ellie took the initiative to introduce himself, "I'm an old friend of Grande. "I heard Benjamin talking about tomorrow's game." Ellie's gaze quickly swept over Benjamin, "I've never played before, it sounds like fun." ”

Benjamin kept his head down, concentrating on his food. Alpha is now fighting with his wolf body for control with all his might, how could he have the heart to chat with this guy Aili! These things used to start the topic are all read by Aili in the heart of this unsuspecting otaku!

"Fey, Fitz. Fitz smiled a little awkwardly, and just now, his little head was thinking, 'Benjamin is sick, and Zach doesn't know where. Tomorrow's game night, the Dungeon Lord is Zach!Will Grande still participate?'

Don't blame Fitz for thinking so, as soon as this otaku is nervous, his thinking will diverge. In fact, he still thinks about a lot of things, for example, it's over, such an inexplicable appearance in someone's lunch, he must be hated by Grande's people, he can't be friends in the future, Benjamin won't play with them anymore, no one wears the costumes and props they spent a week on, and no one plays their protagonist at the comic book half a month later......

This guy deserves to be normal and has few friends, and he doesn't grasp the point at all, hey. Why do you say that, at this time, it should be explained to Eli, and the atmosphere will be lively. But this guy was just buried in the tension of his divergent thinking, and kept stuffing food into his mouth with his head down.

Eli pursed his lips helplessly and looked at Benjamin, obviously signaling something, but Benjamin didn't care.

"I'm sorry. Eli continued to say to Fitz, "I have something to ask Zack, Benjamin has been unwell these days, and he won't be able to participate in game night tomorrow night." ”

"Oh. Fitz looked up bitterly, his mouth slurred by the food he was stuffed with. He looked at Benjamin, and finally had some friendly realization, "I hope you get better soon." ”

Benjamin snorted, his gaze swept over Ellie, and nodded. When it was Grande's turn for the guy who was living here for the time being, to talk about things.

Eli's body shook for no apparent reason, and he shut up and stopped talking. His attempt to curry favor with Grande's master seemed to fail.

Lunch continued in silence, and no one spoke as Fitz kept stuffing the food. The first to finish eating was old Hank, and he didn't say hello, he just got off the table, not knowing what to do. Then there was Benjamin's apprentice, Matthew, and the young man shook around Benjamin and hid in the kitchen.

Then there was Danny, who was said to be Alice's brother, and he still had some manners, nodded to the man who was still at the table, and went to the kitchen to clean himself with his plate.

Then there was Eli, who was the only one who spoke, and he sat next to Alice, and when Alice, who was slow to eat, also eaten, they walked to the kitchen to rest, and seemed to start chatting.

In the end, Fitz couldn't stuff anything more. This guy with terrible social skills didn't know when it was appropriate for him to leave the table as a guest, so he managed to make it to the end! Only, Benjamin's appetite was very much in line with his size! This big man who seemed to have come out of a comic, the contents of the plate, full and empty, empty and full, as if there was no end......

"Ben, Benjamin. Fitz grimaced, "I'm full." ”

"Yes. Benjamin stopped cutting the steak on the plate and looked at Fitz, "I don't like to talk when I'm sick. Don't mind. ”

"It's okay!" Fitz said with a relaxed expression, "You have a good rest!

Benjamin nodded and pointed in the direction of the office, "Zach has already designed the dungeon, in the drawer, you can take it." "It seems to be to add," he wanted to find time, but he was afraid he couldn't. I hope you all have a great time tomorrow. ”

Fitz was actually a guy who was easy to get happy, he nodded vigorously, his worries were completely dispelled, "We will!" and ran to the office impatiently. After a while, he appeared at the door of the restaurant with a twist, and he looked like he wanted to speak again.

Benjamin waved his hand and motioned for the guy to leave. Grande didn't have the lotus-tongued vampire, and there was really no one to entertain guests.

Fitz himself breathed a sigh of relief, thanked for lunch, and fled from the eerie atmosphere of Grande. But don't worry, this guy doesn't notice Grande's true weirdness, and for Fitz, any occasion he appears on will turn into this ghost because of his poor social interactions. (To be continued......)