Naoki might have felt sheepish if he wasn’t so impressed. They’d really hit the jackpot when Sasaki had all but adopted them—whether they wanted her to or not. A manager could make or break a band, and so far, she hadn’t let them down. Now it was Naoki’s turn to step up to the bar as leader.
“Who made her the Queen of Sheba?” Reika scoffed. Even as he spoke the words, his eyes remained downcast as if he was ashamed to say them.
“Apparently, she did,” Naoki replied wryly. “But if we’re Sheba, then we should show a little gratitude.” He immediately dialed Kai’s number, but the ringing ended in a notification that meant Kai was either ignoring the call or didn’t have his phone with him. “If he went for a smoke, he must be outside somewhere.”
“I’ll try the roof,” Kirin offered resignedly. “
