"Ronald, that's my name, you can just call me that."
After simply stating his name, Ronald lowered his head and immediately immersed himself again in the words on the book's pages.
"..."
Subsequently, Luna stood in front of Ronald, waiting for a few seconds.
Once she realized that this man named Ronald had again immersed himself in the book's content, Luna let out a bitter smile and gently shook her head before turning to walk to the other side of the living room and sit down.
Then Luna curled up on the sofa.
Even though her gaze was fixed on the street outside the window,
something in the girl's pupils seemed almost drained.
...
Time passed like this, and the sky gradually darkened.
In the quiet hotel room, both Ronald and Luna remained silent, barely having any conversation between them.
However, this silence was soon broken.
