"???"
Shuya no longer had any idea what Inoue Hikoo was talking about.
"Anyway, it's a bit sad, but still a lovely feeling—dreamlike, yet steady and profound... romantic love? Ahahaha!"
Was this the legendary client who had no idea what he wanted but pretended he did?
A dazzling, multicolored black?
Shuya's mind was a mess. After hearing all that, he realized his head was full of Inoue Hikoo's bizarre adjectives.
World, miracles, youth, destiny... What a chaotic brief!
Inoue Hikoo added shyly, "Of course, the most important thing is..."
"—the song has to sell at least two million copies."
His expression was serious, but the things he said were absolutely outrageous.
"???????????"
Shuya was about to suffocate.
These demands...
Poor Ms. Ishikawa Ayako.
Inoue Hikoo's demands were so infuriating that even Shuya wanted to punch him.
"What do you think? It's not that hard, right?"
Inoue Hikoo, however, didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Shuya asked curiously, "What did the teacher say to you?"
Inoue Hikoo rubbed his head. "She hung up on me. Maybe she had something urgent to take care of."
"No, I think she was stopping herself from chewing you out."
Shuya sighed.
"I tried talking him out of it too, but he wouldn't budge."
Hanazawa Sakura told Shuya.
"Really?"
Shuya couldn't hear any genuine attempt to stop him in Hanazawa Sakura's tone.
It seemed her so-called persuasion had amounted to a couple of offhand remarks.
Hmph. Women.
Shuya thought coldly.
"Anyway, I guess I'll wait a little longer." Inoue Hikoo shrugged. "Since you're studying music, Shu-chan, want to give it a try?"
"Me?"
Shuya asked, puzzled.
"That's right. Sometimes you have to try before you learn how cruel reality can be. It should be a good lesson for you."
Inoue Hikoo spread his hands.