EIGHT-TEN PM, NIGHT OF THE GALA.
ON THE SECOND FLOOR, INSIDE THE VENUE.
Amane Riko is almost at the ballroom when she receives a text from Misa.
She rolls her eyes.
Apparently, Miyamura seems to be making a fuss about his secretary. It's been more than fifteen minutes since the omega went to the restroom, and he hasn't returned.
So what?
Does Miyamura want to tie him to his side?.
Obsessive i***t.
Now, Misa is asking her to find him and lead him back to the ballroom, because Miyamura is done with people gawking at him and wants to leave.
Is he a child?.
What is she? A babysitter?.
She can almost see all her carefully laid plans for the evening disappear before her eyes. Damn it.
She was actually hoping to find a kindred soul to charm— and maybe bag a boyfriend.
Or a gir
