By the time the records were made on the Bureau of Investigation, when Ronald returned home, the sun was about to rise in the east, and the first ray of dawn in the morning illuminated the clouds in the sky, not long before he went to work.
Back at the apartment and sitting in a chair, Ronald still had the chaos of last night in his mind.
After the Bureau of Investigation arrived last night, the situation in the cabin was naturally effectively controlled by these professionals.
But for Ronald, the experience that night was really weird.
It was clearly a night when I was studying the original spells at home alone, but I encountered this strange event that unfolded and then ended strangely.
If you want to describe it, the experience of this night gave Ronald a feeling of being a slasher.
The ownership of an original book is so easy to decide?
rustle--
At this moment, Ronald heard some different movements in his room, which was in the bed in his bedroom.
Soon, a sleepy female voice came from there, and there was also a sound of people coming off the bed:
"Ronard, are you back?"
"How is the matter with the Bureau of Investigation?"
——It's Thor.
Hearing this sound that he had heard a few hours ago, Ronald's body, which had just stood up a little, once again pressed back to the chair.
"It's you?"
"If you are not busy studying the original book, what do you want to do when you come to my house?"
“…”
Walking out of the bedroom, Thor did not give Ronald the benefits like the final plot. She is still wearing last night's clothes, and she is still stretching her body after she gets up.
Then she came to Ronald, and she sat on the desk in front of Ronald with one hand, and then replied with a smile:
"Don't you care about you when you come to your house?"
"I spent so much time to help with the aftermath, I always have to come and say hello, right?"
Hearing Thor's answer, Ronald raised his eyebrows:
"It seems you know what happened next?"
"I have some information, too." Looking at the Springs sky outside casually, Thor briefly explained, and then continued, "But Ronald, when facing a book of original texts,
Are you really not a little moved?”
"I was always ready to be attacked by you before."
"As a result, you actually helped me leave the ship, and there was no intention of betraying me from behind."
Ronald leaned back slightly before answering:
"Thor, it hurts people's hearts to say this."
The girl sitting on the table lowered her head slightly, and a hint of confidence appeared in her eyes:
"Ronard, I don't think you are the kind of person who likes to be silly."
“It is more suitable to communicate generously and directly.”
"That's true," Ronald admitted it simply, and then continued, "But if you want to explain, I don't actually pursue the original text itself too persistently."
Thor immediately asked:
"This is the attitude towards the original book."
"Then what do you really care about?"
“…”
"What I care about..."
Faced with this problem, Ronald lowered his head.
He was silent for a brief moment.
Now he can't answer the other person. What he cares about is the connection between these written knowledge and the world he once lived in?
If so, answer.
So for Thor, the current scene may change from a friend's conversation to a fantasy story and a strange experience.
At the same time, Thor, who was sitting on the table, also saw Ronald's hesitation.
So she jumped off the table, then walked to Ronald and spoke:
"If there is any inconvenience, I won't answer."
"Anyway, I'll come here to wait for you to see if there is any problem, by the way..."
Speaking of this, Thor's tone paused.
After thinking for a few seconds, a very serious expression appeared on her face, and she continued to speak:
"Ronard, maybe nothing to you."
"But what happened tonight is a favor that is almost unpaid for me."
"I hope you understand this."
“…”
Hearing such an answer, Ronald looked up at the other party.
Then at this moment, he saw Thor bent down and approaching his face.
——The distance is too close.
——I definitely can’t hide.
When such a result emerged in his mind, Thor had already left a soft and gentle kiss on his face.
brush--
After the kiss ended, Thor quickly took two steps back to his original position.
Then she said in a very small voice, almost muttering to herself:
"Heloise Leslie."
Ronald's enhanced hearing certainly heard the girl's voice, so he immediately repeated:
"Heloise?"
The girl turned around and prevented Ronald from seeing her expression, and then replied in a low voice:
"This is my name."
Ronald nodded and said seriously:
"I remember this name."
“…”
The conversation ended, and the room fell briefly into silence.
A few breaths passed, and Heloise, who had told Ronald her real name, walked towards the balcony without saying a word.
But when she was about to jump, her steps paused.
Without looking back, she gave Ronald the final tip:
"Ronald, you may not notice it yourself, so I'll remind you."
"You are now relying quite on the convenience brought by spells compared to when we first met. In recent times, you are far less cautious and careful than you did at the time."
"Although this is a very common phenomenon here, I personally think it's better not to do this."
"That's it..."
"goodbye."
After saying that, Heloise's figure disappeared from the balcony.
The girl's gentle body made no sound. If Ronald hadn't talked to her, he would probably not have realized the other party's departure.
Ronald sat in the chair and hesitated for a while before slowly getting up.
Thor...Heloise's reminder was like a wake-up call for him.
Some things are indeed difficult for me to detect.
——A man who is good at wandering is drowning.
After familiarizing himself with and using the "spell", he did not have the thin ice he had when he traveled through time. All kinds of mistakes were often backed by powerful original spells.
If there is no such a perfect tip for Heloise.
Ronald is likely to rely more on spells in the future than he is now, and then until an irreversible error occurs one day.
Walking slowly to the balcony, Ronald leaned against the edge of the balcony and looked outside.
The sun slowly rose, and there was no trace of anyone on the river bank early in the morning, and Heloise, who had just left, had long disappeared.
Relying on the balcony, Ronald murmured in a complicated tone: