Amuro Tooru put on a polite smile and cut off the small talk. In the worshipful tone of a star chaser, he asked Ryusei Ryuichi, "How did you manage to capture such an amazing photo?"
"Of course, it was luck." Ryusei Ryuichi was as modest as ever. He gave a mysterious smile. "These are all gifts from the gods."
...Is your god named Uzo?
Amuro Tooru dearly wanted to ask that, but reason made him swallow the words.
Ryusei Ryuichi failed to notice the subtle change in this fake fanboy and continued, "Take the award-winning one, 'The Person Falling from the Sky,' for example—I happened to be passing by when I suddenly heard screams from upstairs. I snapped a picture without thinking, and somehow captured that shot. Even I couldn't believe it."
"Heh." A hostile sneer suddenly came from nearby.
The group froze and turned to look, only to find that a half-bald man with a very high hairline had appeared beside them at some point.
Staring at Ryusei Ryuichi, the man said meaningfully, "'Happened to be passing by'? Don't you feel guilty saying that?"
Ryusei Ryuichi's expression shifted slightly as he glared at him in irritation.
Amuro Tooru, however, perked up. It felt as though a clue had come right to his doorstep, so he took the initiative to greet the half-bald man. "And you are...?"
The man ignored him, turning instead to Jiang Xia. He took out a Business Card and teased, "You're Jiang Xia, right? I'd been waiting for you to come find me, but you never did."
Jiang Xia smiled and casually took out one of his own Business Cards. "The reception was too short. It was already time for the awards before I'd exchanged many cards. It's not too late now, is it?"
Seeing that