The white noise of air cooler filled the room, the fading lights of noon surpassing through the curtains and on the model Fushiguro Megumi.

His company's manager contacted you to do a photoshoot for a magazine's cover. They'll pay handsomely, so you had no wish to refuse. Upon seeing the muse and his preparation, however, you were once again reminded of your passion behind your occupation.

Fushiguro was rather obedient, a breath of relief from the other arrogant clients you've dealt with. Constantly changing position or the lighting, or even outfits, he said not a word. You were able to work at ease.

Adding his attractiveness, he was the muse of every photographer's dream.

"How many more?" Fushiguro finally spoke, to his manager to find his answer.