In the days leading up to the meeting, Daisy seemed to have done her homework, inquiring about the preferences of the heiress of Snow Peak Group. My phone finally enjoyed a period of silence. However, her jealousy towards me had reached a fever pitch; she was emotionally unstable, often lashing out with sarcasm and showing off at the drop of a hat. Even treating her as an electronic pet had become tiresome.
The day of the meeting finally arrived, and I deliberately dressed in plain clothes, strolling casually from the athlete's dormitory to the meeting site. Surprisingly, no one noticed me, and I took a seat in the guest of honor's spot. Seeing how naturally I sat there, a few colleagues from the ski club who knew me approached with good intentions to remind me.
I nodded slightly and tol
