Leon, Freya, Ronald, and London sat together in the spacious dining room of London's grand residence, enjoying the calm of the evening.
The roof of the room featured a transparent glass surface, giving the sensation of dining under the light of the moon and stars.
One by one, servants entered, placing dishes on the dining table. What stood out immediately was that all the servers were strikingly beautiful young women.
"You don't have to be so obvious, Leon," Ronald said with a burst of laughter. "Ha ha ha… London definitely has the loveliest maids around here, doesn't he? Ha ha ha!"
London responded with a grin, clearly proud. "I'm glad to have such an energetic young man like you around, Ronald."
Freya smirked, leaning back slightly. "You sure do seem to live life on your own terms, don't you, old man?"
