Amid the strange looks from the bass section members, Dubian Che awkwardly nodded to Kiyono Lin and obediently got into the car.
The luxury car smoothly drove away from the concert hall.
Inside the car, Jiutiao Meijie, resting her hand on the central armrest, had a slight snarl on her lips, "To think you dared to accept another woman's invitation right in front of me, how should I punish you?"
"Wasn't that kind of invitation unrelated to gender?"
"Weren't they women?"
"...Yes, of course they were..."
"Throw him out."
It seemed like Miss Shizuru had been waiting for that very command. As soon as Jiutiao Meijie's words fell, she reached out to grab Dubian Che's shoulder, and with her other hand, she opened the right car door.
The light rain came pouring in, sticking mistily to Dubian Che's face.
"Wait, wait, wait!"
