The Angel's song[On hold](E)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I sighed as I strolled down the sideway with heavy paper bags clipped on my chest. Hello, I’m Shion, the substitute Manager of the band Demo. I seriously don’t get why they picked me but anyways, there’s a lot going on and I don’t even need to pay attention to it.

Now why am I strolling the sideway so early when I have classes? That’s simple. Our dear Kazuo-SAMA showed his true colors yesterday—well maybe a while ago, as well. Here’s what happened…

“Yeah~ fresh fresh fresh~” I grabbed a towel and used it to wipe my hair so it’d dry faster. I was happily humming when my phone suddenly rang. I dried my hands and clicked it open only to find an unregistered number calling. Since I’m not that snob of a person, I answered it.

“Oi, Shion.”

Hearing this deep, authoritative voice, I immediately regretted why I’m not a snob person. “K-Kaz…Kazuo…san?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Drop the honorifics already. I don’t like it.”

“I-I understand. Where’d y—”

“Your homeroom teacher. She gave me your bio. Anyway, I have a task for you. Grab a pen and paper and write these down: five bottles of soda, eight cans of beer, seven packs of chocolate…”

“H-Hold on! Hold on!!” with shaking hands, I grabbed a pen and paper from my bag and immediately jot down what I remember, “Ah…f-five bottles of soda, eight cans of bee—”

He sneered, “Five!? I said eight! Eight bottles of soda, geez!”

“B-But you said…”

“I SAID EIGHT,” he said with full authority. I had no other choice but to zip my mouth shut. As he gave me a list of what he wants me to buy, I nearly went mad. He kept telling me to erase the other one or erase them ‘cause he wants something else. Seriously, can’t he just make up his mind!?

“Okay, that’s it.”

When I looked at the list, I swear I was itching to yell at him over the phone! The paper’s so messy from all the scribbling and he only wants the first three he told me to jot down a while ago! What a devil!

Then he gave the address of their condo unit. School immediately popped in my head, “I-I’ll deliver these after my cla—”

“You’re already excused from your classes. Now chop chop.”

“But—”

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

Why is this happening to me?

“Hey, I’ve heard Demo has a new manager!”

“Really?? Is it a guy!? Is he handsome, too??”

“Stupid. It’s a girl. A student at that.”

“What!? That’s so unfaaair!!”

My body trembled upon imagining what their fans might do to me the moment they’d find out about me being the substitute manager. Recalling Mary and Xiera’s reactions yesterday, I think this would be the reason for my death. Ahahaha…ahaha… l-live life to the fullest, Shion. Ch-Cheer…