A faint tone of voice, low-pitched words.
They were like magnets, drawing in the reporters that had suddenly appeared.
One by one, they raised their cameras and pressed the shutter at Jason.
Click, click.
Under the flashing lights, Jason felt a bit nervous inside, but his exterior remained as indifferent as ever.
He reminded himself, it was all for the "city recognition."
That's right.
It was all for the "city recognition."
Previously at the Amida Restaurant, when he first gained the "city recognition," Jason had some speculations.
And the scene before him was his test: to see if letting more people know about him would increase his "city recognition."
The flashlights flickered for a while.
When Jason estimated that it was about time, he ignored Edward and the others, and said to the female pastry chef,
"Let's go."
Having said that, Jason took large strides forward.
Releasing a hint of a sharp aura, the reporters who had been crowding in front of him quickly made way.
