211 That was a lie (1/2)

It is easy to forget about Tsueno Mamoru when she is together with Terashima Yuhi, at least she thought so. But that is a lie. Everywhere she goes, she still remembers the man with the brightest and most idiotic smile.

For the next few days, Yuhi is busy recording and performing in other areas of Japan, so she decides to go to class. It felt weird attending class without him since she came here; they always went together. Quite some time has passed since the last time he left her alone too. So she does not know what to do.

It wasn't until Aika snapped her out of her daze and said something about studying for Yuhi's sake, did she finally pay attention to class.

Today was the day in the week somebody offers to be a model. From what she noticed, only pretty girls or plain girls get picked, who are aesthetically beautiful or easy to draw. Today it was Asami-san's turn.

A text caught her attention.

From: Yuhi - Talk?

She quickly replied. - Class

Y- Sex?

Sumire blinked when she saw those words.

Drunk?

It was a stupid question; of course, they both knew he would end up drunk. Yuhi has to attend one of those pointless celebration parties that large productions do. The movie he finished filming before she came here would finally be on air starting tomorrow. The crew decided to throw a big party.

Y- Very drunk and needy for Sumire.

She rolled her eyes and closed her phone. Her gaze darted toward the teacher. It was Shin, which was perfect for her.

...

Her excuse to cut class was rather simple. She has a stomach ace. If anybody wanted details, she said she would give it later. She already planned to ask Sano to fake a doctor's note for her.

He did tell her that he would do her any favors.

The parking lot or makeshift parking lot was full of rich-looking cars. When she saw that Sumire wanted nothing more than to turn away and leave, but when she thought of Yuhi being very drunk, surrounded by girls who would try to take advantage of him. She quickly resolved herself and hurried inside.

The party was being held in a huge warehouse. The moment she entered, large music pounded into her ears. She felt a sticky feeling at her feet and noticed the bottles of alcohol spilled on the floor.

It was easy to find him. She just headed towards the large group of girls.

Yuhi sprawled on the couch, very drunk with a gorgeous girl hugging him tightly.

Her stomach churned; she felt sick. It's not like he is kissing her, but it still upset her seeing this. To her surprise, Yuhi suddenly removed the girl's arm away.

”You're not my wife, go away.”

At that comment, her heart sped up.

”Wife?” The girl said angrily.

Some guy with strange hair beer at hand laughs. ”He's talking about her, Ibuki Sumire.”

Sano blinks, seeing her. ”Sumire.”

”Thank you.”