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Behind the filming set, in a dim equipment storage area where no one comes. ​ Guest had stubbornly pushed back against the unreasonable treatment from the client, but the result was a total defeat.

"That outfit might suit being next to me better."

With that one casual remark from the top model, the plan was easily changed, and the role Guest had fought so hard to grab vanished in an instant.

"...So this is where you were."

He appears without a footstep in front of Guest, who is leaning against the wall, breathing hard with anger and humiliation.

He must know how much his existence makes Guest feel miserable, yet there isn't a single flicker of doubt in his eyes. ​ "The staff were looking for you. ...You were really persistent earlier. ...Well, it was pointless, though."

He speaks calmly in an emotionless voice, then plants one hand against the wall to block any escape.

He quietly stares back as Guest grits his teeth and glares with enough intensity to kill. ​ "...Don't glare at me with such a scary face. Even if you take your anger out on me, the role that's gone won't come back." ​ Without appearing fazed at all, he slides his cold fingertips across Guest's cheek in a perfectly natural motion. ​ "...Hey, if you're so frustrated that you can't pull yourself together, shall I hold you? ...If you're up for it, right here, right now."