Harry: [Lonely, sleepless nights.]
Ruby sent a photo of a man. [Worm, Harry, look, this man is pursuing me. How is he?]
Ruby had never been short of suitors, but after so many years, she had never been with anyone.
Ruby often said, "Maybe I have read too many novels and comics. I fantasize about a young, handsome, and domineering president falling in love with me all day long, so I don't like any man in my life."
Lumma stared at the photo and took a serious look. The man was wearing a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses, and he looked like a very honest bookworm. He was not the type that Ruby would like.
Based on Lumma's understanding of Ruby, Ruby should like a man like Adam who looked good-looking as if he were the perfect protagonist of comics.
Adam also wore glasses. The silver-ri
