Chapter 170
Yui Bay. Island Air Temple. Yo.
The small patch of land was bustling today. The warm night was complemented by equally warm conversations and festive spirits. The annual City Day was rightfully one of the most beloved holidays in Tienhai, though it was likely due to the three days off that came with it...
The official celebration traditionally took place on the island, where the greatest minds of humanity, important businessmen, high-ranking officials, and magicians with extraordinary abilities were invited. Now, one could witness a truly beautiful scene of different peoples mixing and interacting. The older generation, dressed in traditional clothing, showed that their traditions were not forgotten. But it was even more interesting to watch the young people, as they no longer limited themselves to a single color in their attire. Most importantly, they had stopped dividing people by nationality.
"You look absolutely stunning," I said, as a hospitable host, I had to pay attention to every guest. And right now, one beautiful lady seemed a bit bored.
"Thank you," Kuvira replied, smoothing her suit jacket. The women here would be discussing her outfit for a long time. In my previous world, a full men's suit on a woman wouldn't have caused much of a stir—everyone was used to it. But here, it clearly made a strong impression.
"I'm a hundred percent sure all the women here are thinking about your outfit right now."
"I don't know," she muttered uncertainly, but quickly noticed other women glancing at her from time to time.
"If you're bored, I can take you inside the house. You can chat with Zhu Li—she's not a fan of noisy gatherings either."
Honestly, there weren't many loners like that—everyone knew each other, so they quickly formed interest groups. Kuvira had only recently become the boss and still wasn't fully integrated into the local circles, but I think it would all work out in time.
Near one of the tables, the brightest minds of this world had gathered. Like ducklings around their mother, prominent figures surrounded the aged Mechanist. Even Hiroshi Sato stood beside him, looking like a model student. They all, in one way or another, had always turned to him for help, and many of them had once been his students. The world-famous Satomobiles wouldn't have existed without Ren's advice. If the Mechanist had been greedy for money, he could easily have been among the top ten richest people in Tienhai, but he spent all his savings sponsoring scientific activities. Besides, as he once admitted, he and his wife simply didn't know what to do with so much money. Their son, Theo, had long been earning his own living, happily testing various modes of transportation.
"And who's this little beauty?" the little Asami turned her head curiously, somehow wriggling in her mother's steel grip. "Yasuko, you can take a break. Celine won't mind watching Asami."