"Honestly, everyone already knows that. Do you really have to keep bringing it up for no reason?"
Amanogawa Kirara, who had dreamed since childhood of shining like a star and had indeed become one of the world's top models, could only stare speechlessly at Ash. He was her lover, manager, makeup artist, nutritionist, and so on and so forth, and he was currently running a hand through his gelled bangs with an utterly smug look on his face.
Maybe his old behavior had been less the influence of strange novels and more his true nature showing through to a certain extent.
It had already been many years since Ash first became her manager—or perhaps producer?—and helped her make it to that important debut of her life in such an unexpected way. After years of her own hard work, it was only natural that the faint starlight of the past had become the world-class popularity that now illuminated the runway all by herself.
"Phew. I had wanted to give up several times while walking this path, but now that my dream has truly come true beneath my feet... it's such an indescribable feeling."
Even now, when the new-generation legend "Amanogawa Kirara," who had surpassed her mother, appeared as a surprise guest on the Paris runway, the audience's astonishment once again proved just how brilliantly this "star" shone.
"I understand. I understand now." Ash nodded as he removed her makeup and wiped away her sweat.
Because I was making my dream come true now too.
However, now that she had long since entered adulthood and achieved fame and success, whenever she looked back on that great battle and the people who had fought alongside her, even Kirara could not help feeling wistful.
"What's wrong?" Ash stopped what he was doing after noticing