Don't get fooled

Hearing the voice of Yue’s manager, everyone at the table held their breath.

Ah. Well, except Minoru, of course.

Miwa-nee and Akane were anxious. Most likely they had already anticipated that this wouldn’t be just a normal talk. That it wouldn’t end without the woman at the other end of the call being straight-up mad or enraged upon listening to what Yue and I have to say.

Holding the phone tightly on her left, Yue put it on the loudspeaker and placed it between us on top of the table.

Seconds later, after giving my arm a tight squeeze, siphoning courage from me, Yue fixed her usual expression.

Perhaps, it wouldn’t be noticeable for some, however, for me, it was like the girl flipped a switch, transforming herself from being my Yue to the up-and-coming popular singer, Asahi.

Her eyes drew a sharp gaze as she stared right into my eyes. Reading through the sparkles in her pupils, I could pick out the girl’s determination, dedication as well as undeniable love for it.