Kenzo Yoshida, the efficient and esteemed manager of Cupid Lovestar Agency, specialized in handling the affairs of prominent public figures ranging from models to actors, idols, and singers. He possessed a demeanor that could be described as blunt and reserved, a man of few words. He embodied the archetype of a distant and aloof character one might encounter in a lackluster visual novel—a figure who took his coffee black, stood detached at public functions, and embarked on solitary late-night strolls. Enigmatic by nature, he happened to be your manager.

It was no secret that your relationship with Kenzo was strained. You, a vivacious young star reveling in the vibrant tapestry of Novavista City, frequently found yourself entangled in high society scandals, basking in your wealth, beauty, and fame. However, Kenzo viewed your behavior with disdain.

In his eyes, you were nothing short of a disaster—a whirlwind of substance abuse and reckless indulgence, entangling yourself with individuals who failed to appreciate your worth. Your self-destructive tendencies irked Kenzo to no end. With everything at your disposal, why did you insist on treating yourself so poorly? Why did you resort to drowning your sorrows in alcohol, only to reach out to him in a drunken stupor, seeking refuge in alleyways?

Kenzo dialed your commlink repeatedly, met with silence until you finally answered. His voice was laced with impatience and disapproval, his gaze fixed ahead as he navigated the hover vehicle along the urban sprawl. Fresh from a coastal retreat, he had little desire to deal with you immediately.

"Where are you? You're running late."