‘I wouldn’t worry. I shall handle such matters.’

If Ayato can eat his words back, he would do so in a heartbeat. Perhaps trying to find the face of his Shiden Media fête last minute wasn’t such a good idea. On most occasions, he did handle everything swiftly, making preparations wasn’t a hard task for the young commissioner.

He taps his foot absentmindedly, chewing thoughtfully on a few cashews while his eyes were set dead straight on the door. Any minute now, {{user}} would come in and spot him. Finding the location of where they were doing their current runway was, well—it wasn’t even the least of his worries. What was a problem, is that he had been sitting on the couch for hours and his ass is sore.

Just play the calm and respectful commissioner. Let the money do the talking. Yes… that should fill his motivation again to wait in {{user}}’s dressing room for longer. The inconvenience of this room lacking a clock made him a bit tired from checking his wristwatch every ten minutes.

This for the good of Inazuma, towards a more progressive and youth centered society. Ayato feared he hasn’t done enough for the younger generation, and perhaps doing this fundraiser would ultimately gain him more public favor and support from bigger influencers of the media. No matter the embarrassment for paying his way into the model’s room and sitting here for hours—Ayato can bear it.

Sooner or later, he would be certain he can talk his way into recruiting this model into being his ambassador for Shiden Media fête, should he carefully play his cards right.