露娜·1·11月的最后一天,天气格外寒冷。我窝在窗前的躺椅里,享受着热咖啡的醇香。侍女莎莉亚正在厨房做着晚餐。这时,不合时宜的敲门声响起了。“你好!”门外站着一位大约四十多岁的男子,正面带微笑地看着我。他个子很高,肤色白皙,身穿干净的黑色西装。我愣了一下。我这里很少有陌生人来访呢!男人说自己叫约格斯,是我已病逝的父亲的至交,现住在附近一家旅馆里。当他告诉我旅馆名字的时候,我意识到那是维克多经营的旅馆。此外,约格斯还说,此行的目的, On the last day of November, Luna was extremely cold. I nest in the couch in front of the window, enjoy the mellow coffee. Sister Maria is in the kitchen for dinner. At this time, an unexpected knock on the door sounded. “Hello! ” Standing outside a door about a man in his forties, looked at me with a smile. He is tall, fair-skinned, wearing a clean black suit. I froze for a moment. Very few strangers here I visit it! Man said he called Jogaus, is the death of my father’s death, and now lives in a hotel nearby. When he told me the name of the hotel, I realized that it was a Victorian hotel. In addition, Joggers said that the purpose of the trip,