Rhizen
"Please come in, Sir and Madam." After the bell was rung, a fit youth opened the door, immediately greeting the middle-aged couple that stood before him.
"Are you Rhizen?" The middle-aged man asked. Though, he already guessed it based on the boy's voice. It was the same voice as the person that conversed with him on phone.
"Yes, please take a seat." The youth addressed as Rhizen said while pointing at the sofa in the living room.
As the middle-aged couple sat there, he entered the kitchen, seemingly preparing something. In the meantime, the middle-aged couple looked around the house, whispering to one another.
"This place is pretty nice." The Middle-aged man whispered.
"Right!" His wife whispered back, "It doesn't even look like this house is thirty years old."