"Hello, Julian Spencer." Nora Smith ignored the chill from the men around him and picked up the phone with a calm look.

Julian Spencer's clear voice came through the radio waves. "Nora Smith, have you rested? Am I disturbing you?"

"No. What can I do for you?" Nora Smith asked faintly.

"It's like this. As for Harem Romantic Moon, I have chosen several characters that are more suitable for you. I don't know which one you like. When will you be free, let's discuss it ...