Luna

That night, Damien returned home with a frosted face. The worms from Agar's body were something he had never encountered.

"Damien, you are back?" Isabella, who was waiting for him in the lounge, walked to him carefully. She wanted to wait for him to join her for dinner.

"Mmm! Why aren't you sleeping?" Damien looked at the grandfather clock and frowned.

"I was waiting for you. You must be hungry, let's eat together." Isabella grabbed his arm and insisted.

Looking at the girl's eager eyes, he couldn't refute. "Ok." He gave a grunt response and let Isabella drag him to the dining room.

"Grandma told me that you like Amatriciana, so I made it. Have a taste." Isabella passed him the plate. She took a deep breath and waited for his compliment.

Under the girl's sparkling eyes, Damien started to eat.