as usual in the morning at the Henituse residence, Ron kindly served lemonade to his puppy young master, Cale Henituse. but today his attitude is a bit unusual, he often disappears somewhere and then reappears while grinning.

Ron picked flowers cheerfully, his face looked very cheerful unlike usual. he looked at a pink rose in his hand and smiled gently, the former assassin looked like a teenager who had just fallen in love.