Chapter 3: Let Me Tell You, This Melon Is Super Sweet!
However, what Someya Sara didn’t know was that while she, the moon, and the stars were saying goodnight to each other in dreamland, the post she had thrown out was blowing up with constant new replies.
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Lemon Acid (1L):
…I read it back and forth several times. What even is this? So weird!
Can’t Laugh Anymore (2L):
Too many cringe points? Gives off heavy chuunibyou vibes.
Drowning Knife (3L):
The writing is super awkward, but don’t you guys think the blind girl in the post matches a certain Someya editor from SAE Weekly?
Cat Loves Shiba Today Too (4L):
!! SAE’s Someya editor? The one who left because her eyesight got worse, Someya Sara? Her girlfriend is Hoshiori Tsukiyo, third-gen captain of AKB Girls Idol Group, right?
Takoyaki Is So Good (5L):
This melon is sweet as hell.JPG
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Honey Soda (107L):
I heard rumors before: the president of AKB’s agency likes girls and often uses “you don’t want to be shelved, do you?” to do really bad things to their bodies and minds.
Star Candy (108L):
Yep, yep, and a few of her friends join in toying with trainees who are only teens with zero social experience. Absolutely disgusting! Straight-up sexual harassment!
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And just like that, the half-fabricated, half-exaggerated post skyrocketed in views.
Even though the girl never named names, only using vague initials and descriptions, the president of the agency Hoshiori Tsukiyo belonged to was Jakui Rinrincho, the heir the Jakui family had poured everything into raising. MAX intelligence, ice-cold personality, iron-fisted methods. She always destroyed opponents with confident elegance; a rising dark horse in the business world.
Because of that, she had made plenty of enemies.
Those rivals had been eyeing Jakui Rinrincho like hungry tigers. Paparazzi and planted spies had searched forever for dirt and found nothing. Now the dirt had delivered itself. They immediately seized the chance, hired water armies to spam, and pushed the topic all the way to the number one trending spot.
At the same time, on the other side of the city.
Hoshiori Tsukiyo had just finished practice. Her lips were slightly parted, breathing hard, her whole body drenched and sticky with a thin layer of sweat.
She pulled out her phone, about to send her usual “I’m safe” message to Someya Sara, when LINE and missed calls were completely buried under messages from a junior she was close with.
“Tsukiyo-senpai! Look at this link quick!”
“Someone’s spreading rumors on the forum!”
“It can’t be about you, right?!”
#《C103 Blind Girl’s Wail: I Personally Witnessed My Childhood Friend’s Betrayal》—The Secret Between a Certain Manga Editor’s Wife and the Company President That Had to Be Told…
Hoshiori Tsukiyo frowned slightly and clicked the link her junior sent.
What is this crap?
After reading it, she bit her lower lip, very unhappy.
Someone was spreading rumors about her—unhappy.
Someone was saying bad things about her Sara—her cute, obedient Sara who smiled so sweetly—unhappy.
Sara must never see this!
That was Hoshiori Tsukiyo’s next thought.
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The topic stayed trending all night, turning the entire Tokyo internet upside down.
The culprit, Someya Sara, slept like the dead and didn’t wake up until almost noon, disturbed by noises in the living room.
“Nn…”
Still half-asleep and groggy, she fumbled for her white cane and walked out of the bedroom.
Because her vision was blurred, her other senses were sharper. The moment she stepped into the living room, Someya Sara felt someone watching her—a gaze full of curiosity and probing, laced with unconcealed amusement.
And indeed, someone was watching the girl.
Striking, dazzling blood-red eyes reflected the girl’s delicate pale collarbones, soft pinkish lips, small straight nose, and those lightly flushed eyes still misty with sleep.
She just stared at Someya Sara like that.
Only after several seconds did she speak.
Her voice was beautiful beyond words—like a cello playing on a moonlit beach, gentle and elegant, yet mysteriously cold.
“Who might this be?”
Hoshiori Tsukiyo, wearing an apron and preparing lunch in the kitchen, poked her head out at the sound. She smiled at Someya Sara.
“This is my girlfriend, Someya Sara.”
“…We’re getting married soon.” Hoshiori Tsukiyo added softly.
“Someya Sara?”
Jakui Rinrincho lowered her lashes, gently repeating the name. Then she lifted her gaze again, letting it settle on the girl’s cheek.
“Very pleased to meet you, Miss Someya Sara.”
Someya Sara: “…”
Very pleased?
It felt weird.
Probably just polite adult small talk, right?
“Oh, right—Sara, this is our agency president. She helped me a lot yesterday and even drove me home this morning, so I invited her to stay for lunch. If you’re still sleepy, you can go back to bed. I’ll call you when food’s ready.”
Hoshiori Tsukiyo only said that because Someya Sara looked like she hadn’t slept enough and cooking would still take a while.
But clever Someya Sara interpreted it as: You’ll get in the way of my flirting with the president, so scram right meow.
So Someya Sara nodded, about to flee the NTR scene, when suddenly someone very tall approached with overwhelming presence…
The moment the thought crossed her mind, the woman took her right hand that had been hanging at her side and gently shook it.
“Hello, I’m Jakui Rinrincho. This should be our first meeting, yes? Very pleased to meet you, Miss Someya Sara.”
Very pleased…
Why did she say the same thing again?
Wait, no—
Hold on!!
What did she just say her name was?
J-J-Jakui Rinrincho!
Someya Sara’s eyes widened slightly. She finally understood why the woman kept saying she was pleased to meet her. Wasn’t this the very agency president she had slandered yesterday coming to settle the score?
So fast?!
Whimper… Was she about to get beaten up? Save me…
Xiao Nuosang: 『Don’t be scared, I’ll turn on pain shielding for you when the time comes.』
Someya Sara: 『QAQ』
“Is something wrong, Miss Someya Sara?”
Jakui Rinrincho’s lips curved upward, her voice carrying a smile, but those blood-red eyes stayed calmly fixed only on Someya Sara, showing no ripple at all.
“Why aren’t you speaking?”
“Y-you… hello…”
Because of her impaired vision, Someya Sara’s blue eyes already looked like the deep sea—hazy and slightly dim. Now, because of fear, they were covered in a thin layer of mist.
She stammered, “J-just… call me Someya is fine… very pleased to meet you…”
“Is that so?”
Jakui Rinrincho gave an ambiguous reply and held the girl’s hand even tighter.
Someya Sara could clearly feel the temperature of the other’s skin—ice-cold, as if it had been soaked in freezing water.
Someya Sara tried to pull away, but the woman seemed to notice something and suddenly gripped harder, transmitting that cold temperature even more clearly and irresistibly through their joined skin.
“You’re blind?” Jakui Rinrincho asked, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly. Her tone made it impossible to tell if it was a question or a statement.