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."

That was her perfect cue to step in and enter, but at that moment, somebody bumped into her. Before she could fall to the ground, that person caught her. "Sano?"

Sano blinks, seeing her. "Sumire."

"Thank you."

He lets go of her waist. "You know I didn't pin you to be the type to come to these places."

"I am here for Yuhi."

Sano looks over at the couch, and a small ah passes his lips. "I wonder why people were leaving me alone today."

Sumire sighs deeply. "Do you know how he got like that?"

"If I recall correctly, they had a huge drinking game."

No wonder Yuhi got roped into it, he is too polite to say no. He probably only intended to drink a little, but then it ended up like this. She looked over and took a deep breath.

Sano, however, grabbed her wrist. "You want to go there alone?"

"Why can't I?"

"Those girls have been stuck there this whole time, and they might do something."

"Your point is?"

"Let me help you. As your doctor, do you think I will let you walk into a situation that will lead to your child getting harmed? Remember, it isn't just about you anymore."

Her eyes widened when she heard him say those words. Surprisingly... he is taking this doctor thing seriously. So that's his reaction to children? She thought somebody like Sano would not care for kids.

Sano helps her manoeuver through the crowd, and eventually she arrives near Yuhi.

Yuhi does not spot her immediately. Of course, he didn't, that girl was still trying to cling to him.

Sumire walked over and tapped on the girl's shoulder.

It seemed like other people recognized her already but did not say anything.

"What do you--" She blinks. "Ibuki Sumire?"

At that comment, Yuhi looks over, he was still drunk, but his gaze seemed to light up seeing her. He got up and grabbed her arm. "Hey."

She slaps him.

She doesn't know what it was. It wasn't the alcohol or even the stupid girl clinging to him. But she could smell it around him, the scent of blood.

"Let go."

Yuhi however, did not do that; instead, he pulled her to his arms. "I know you're angry, but let's get out of here first." He mumbled quietly.

She wanted nothing more than to pull away and leave him here. But at the same time, she knew better than to do that. This is clearly set up by somebody so Yuhi could end up drunk, maybe sleep with a few girls - cause a fight or something or anything that would end up sensational news.

The tricks of the entertainment industry do not change at all. It is the same cookie-cutter method used each time.

It was taking forever to get outside because people kept stopping to take a look at her or introduce themselves. Of course, she knew the only reason they took such great interest was because she was Yuhi's girlfriend. But it did not stop her from cursing her so-called fame.

It is indeed a double-edged sword. She misses the days where she could peacefully walk around with nobody giving her strange looks. Nowadays, she has to be in disguise all the time.