The Soirée's First Battle (Part 1)

He looked reluctant, but at least he was doing it.

Good, good.

Satisfied, Rocco got up and cracked open the grand entrance doors, peeking outside.

Was Laxus here yet?

He had to be getting close!

"Hehe… eheh. Hmm-hmm, hm-hmm~"

The hair? Perfect.

Georgioet wrinkles? Smooth.

Belt? Secure.

Shoes? Shining.

Everything was in top form.

Rocco had to look his absolute best when he saw Laxus.

Even after stepping halfway outside, he continued checking over every last detail.

Yep. He looked super cool.

Laxus was definitely going to shower him with compliments.

"Ehehe… Mufufu…"

"Alright, alright, Young Master Rocco. I understand you're excited, but you'll catch a cold if you keep standing in the night breeze. Let's wait inside, shall we?"