Miyuki maintained her composure until she got down the hill from her lawyer’s office. She wanted to weep, but instead she bought an onigiri rice ball and a can of hot tea from a convenience store and found a bench not far away. In her mourning clothes, people stared at her.
onigiriAs she ate, she answered messages from her section chief at the bank. Because he didn’t really pay attention to the accounts, she worried he’d botch things. It would take more time to undo his damage than to stay on top of it. When she finished damage control, she read Taiga’s messages on the phone her lawyer hacked for her.
Taiga was still in touch with the other hosts at his former host club. She thought he’d broken off all contact with them. She searched for any comment about her or the girls, but the messag
