The Hero

Chapter 458 Yap, It's About Spot

Javier's first instinct was to miss it, but he considered how small of an agenda he and Suzanne had during their time at Garman and agreed to attend.

Because of the sudden soiree, the two are not yet fashionably ready. After leaving the building of Heinfensmirtz Inc., they decided to buy something suitable from a dress and suit store. To get there, they called for a ride.

But not a modern taxi. The two instead praised the horse-drawn coach — a charming old-fashioned carriage pulled by two snow-white Orlov Trotters and driven by a courteous and courteous coachman. Suzzanne, who was enjoying the opportunity so much, chirped, “Yeah! I feel like an eighteenth-century princess!”

Javier nodded in agreement. “D * mn true you! Come on, your Prince Charming is there, driving the carriage for your pleasure! Go and beg her to give you a kiss of true love!”

While the coachman had perfect manners and behaved like a real man, he was a little. As in, fifty to sixty years.

Suzanne rolled her eyes. “Wow, your amazing talent of being a wet blanket is second to none."

Javier laughing. “Yes, I am famous for being good at making women's blankets very, very wet.”.

He clenched his hand and shook it menacingly. “You know why foreign language proficiency is good, hmm? Because it will prevent you from being kicked out of the coach right now!”

Javier understood it easily. A translation? 'You're lucky you know how to speak Hildegardan, or I'll kick your *ss off this train right now!'

Although it had only been a year or so shy from being in his thirties, the cheerful young heart was still hiding and beating on his chest. It captivated Javier, and the more time he spent with him, the more he liked what he saw.

“When we are done talking about the store, will you give me the honor to be my travel companion for the next few days? I have never visited Garman before, and I am indeed interested in the offers of this country scenery, ”he said suddenly.

“Of course, what a beautiful place without beautiful women by my side, huh?”

Suzanne resolutely refused to go back to him. He won't let her see his face blushing! He knew it was a white lie, because Javier knew how much he enjoyed it.

Therefore, he offered to stay here a little longer. He also made it seem as if he was the one making the request, which showed that he had a very high IQ. That way, he can enjoy traveling around town without feeling like he owes Javier a favor for dragging him out of his own selfish desires.

It was a very polite move. In keeping with the good-looking and classy lech behavior, really... He slapped the side of the carriage and sang, "All aboard!" It was an agile song just because he was so happy, and seeing his excitement made Javier feel the same excitement. After several rounds of rigorous selection, Javier and Suzanne attend their best formal evening event.

Herschel once again demonstrated its incredible reliability by providing the Porsche 356 black that would be their car for the event.

A truly strange man among cars, no less! Born in 1945, Ferdinand Porsche created a four-cylinder, air-cooled, rear-engined, rear-wheel-drive car. Its engine position allows for a wide, unobstructed view, while using newer steel technology as its body allows the car to be as light as 585 kilograms.

Metal plates were usually less expensive at the time, so the Porsche 356 chose to retain only the most important parts and adopted a pan and body construction put together. Even simple doorknobs are formed from compression, not addition. Even now, the shadow of the slender design of the Porsche 356 resonates in the modern figure of Audi **.

In July 1948, the new-born Porsche 356 beat its class in Austria. In 1950, Porsche began producing cars for global sales.

He stepped forward with his best behavior. “Many apologies, Your Honor, but this parking lot was, uh, reserved for those who attended the meeting. Sorry for the inconvenience.”

No one would blame the doorman for lacking manners, but his youth who was only in his twenties did not help him recognize a car as old as his own grandfather.

However, her much older partner was able to see the baby in her time — the brightest old flame of her youth, to be exact. A baby she had never had even until now and who remained a goddess at the altar of her mind. No man would let their precious goddess be insulted like this. Feeling annoyed, he patted his young partner's hat.

“Well, you newbies are so stupid that I can't even believe it! That car is easily worth ten of your stupid Bentz G63 cars!” growled before escorting Javier to his parking lot.

When Javier's car finally pulled over, the old doorman asked timidly, “The most honored of you, forgive my rude request, but may I be given a chance to admire this car? He was my favorite when I was your age, look. But by the time I finally had the wealth to have it, he was stopped. She was, well, her first love, really. I fear she is forever embedded in her own place in my heart for the rest of my life, but the fact that I will never be able to be with her fills my life with painful regrets.

Anyone who knows what loving a car is like will understand. The perfect car belongs to someone forever; timeless as the impression of their first love. Javier happily lets the old man realize his lifelong dream, so he puts the key in his hands.

"You know what? I can tell you really love her - which just means she's yours. Because it takes love like yours to make her youthfulness and beauty last.” The man was confused. It was a pleasant surprise, of course, but... was it so sudden? Without any previous idea that this is possible…?!

“K-Christ... God, 1.. Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you very much!” he shouted, his eyes misty, looking almost like he was about to cry. Never once did she dream that her childhood sweetheart who had passed—that she loved and wanted to have all her life— would be in her arms at an unexpected time, when he lost hope of meeting again. He feels like the luckiest in the world because he has the best woman in the world.

His girlfriend; and now, his car. Even after Javier and Suzanne long left the old doorman alone with his new partner, the man continued to thank Javier. It was enough to confuse Suzanne, who was embracing Javier's and muttered, "But isn't it just a car?"

Javier thought for a moment. “Think of it this way: Let's say you finally got the vaccine patent Poupe stole from you after you were in your fifties, and there has been an official statement that it's yours. How do you feel?”

Indeed, it was not the best analogy, but it was enough to make him understand.

"Oh, I understand now!" yells.

"So what about you? Do you have something you really like?

He's nodding. “Of course, Mademoiselle. I, for one, greatly admire the two world balls that stand out from your evening gown. They are very pretty.”

Suzanne's dress was a gift from Javier, and given how willing she was to stay in Garman for a few extra days to satisfy her wanderlust, she thought about feeling what she might like as a reward. Until he replied by saying…

Well, this! She looked down at the thick neckline of her dress and the porcelain skin spilling from her sideboob window. He then looked up with a flushed face. “You're lucky I don't carry a machine gun right now, young man.

"Yes right. His retreat will make one of your beautiful female parts come out of place, "his laughter, moving the hands around his armpits before declaring,

" yes. It's just about the place.” Suzanne's pissed. Who would grow breasts under his armpits?! Urgh, Javier really! That bastard, that fat cheapskate lech-si!