Azren was driving the van again. The discussion with Willem Shelton ended with tension because Michy kept arguing with the older man, but the man finally decided to give Michy one last chance to talk with the accuser instead of immediately reporting the man to the police.
Willem said that he would order his men to capture the masked man so that Michy could apologize to the man, and now the idol and the assistant could only wait for the progress.
The meeting had ended, and Michy said he wanted to go straight home instead of going anywhere else. Thus, they immediately headed to the underground parking lot after bidding goodbye to Willem and the others.
Azren was driving at the front when the idol was sitting in the back seat. No one was talking, and the atmosphere felt so cold like they were inside a fridge.
They were not inside a fridge, but an ice prince was sitting at the back seat. It felt like the prince kept throwing invisible ice blocks to freeze the atmosphere.
"You really want to accompany me when I get the chance to talk with that person?" Michy suddenly broke the silence, quite a surprise for the young demon.
"Yes," Azren answered. "Why? You don't want me to accompany you? You want to meet the man alone?"
It was not Michy who requested a company, but it was Willem's idea.
Therefore, Azren was ready if the boy would reject the idea in the end. Michy had the right to do that, after all.
"My uncle personally asked you to accompany me, so you just want to comply with his order. My opinion doesn't matter," the idol answered coldly.
If Azren didn't know Michy so well, he would think that the idol was against the idea. But, he was with Michy when the idol was experiencing the fame, and he was also with the idol when disaster came to the idol.
He had known Michy inside out, and he knew that Michy wasn't against the idea. The silverette youth was just not good with words.
The car was silent again because Azren opted to smile without arguing, and Michy was busy with his phone again.
A group of thick clouds seemed to shadow the idol's head. The blue-eyed idol looked so gloomy as his finger continued to scroll his social media page.
Felice said that Seventius would block all talks about him on the internet, but some articles still managed to escape the block, and that was why Michy was restless right now.
["So, Michy is gay all this time? He looks cute and pure, but he was so brave to kiss a man in public? So disgusting!"]
["There are so many beautiful girls in the world, but he chose a man as his lover? I'm sure that his brain is not normal."]
"Stop reading those nonsenses, Michy!" Azren suddenly scolded the silver-haired idol while glancing at the idol through the rearview mirror.
Michy didn't even say that he was reading the nasty forum about him, but Azren could read his mind so easily.
"That person has not even released the video yet, but all people have slandered me like this. I even lost a hundred thousand fans because of it. I think it's the end of my career," Michy suddenly sounded so pessimistic, and Azren decided to pull over the car and immediately turn off the car engine.
He then unbuckled his seat belt and turned his head around. "We will find that man before he can release the video to the public," the blonde spoke sternly. "And if your company can't find him soon, then I will find him for you. Stop being so pessimistic. Where is the arrogant and confident Michy? Did he die or something?"
Azren suddenly sounded sarcastic, and Michy felt a little offended by the sarcasm. "You dare to speak like that to me? Where's the timid and useless man who could only stutter every time I scolded him?"
Michy managed to counter the sarcasm, and Azren widened his emerald eyes in surprise. He just realized that he was too rude to his boss.
The blonde didn't utter any words anymore, and Michy just kept staring at the blonde in silence. He was leaning his body on the back of the seat, and Azren was still on the driver seat in front of him with the back of his head facing him.
There was enough distance between them, but Michy realized that Azren was indeed good-looking.
"If I couldn't be an idol anymore, you should try your luck to be an idol. I'll become your assistant instead," the idol made the statement out of the blue.
Again, Azren looked surprised when he heard the idol's statement. He was not dumb, and he could understand the meaning of Michy's words just now.
The words still sounded icy and piercing, and perhaps it was sarcastic too, but the statement sounded so desperate.
"You are pessimistic again, Michy," Azren replied in a slightly frustrated tone. "I will help you to save your career, so just brush that thought away from your head. You are the idol here, so how come you said that you would be my assistant instead? That's ridiculous."
Michy was indeed disheartened, but Azren didn't expect that the young idol would be so desperate to the point he wanted to be an assistant instead.
Azren called his idea ridiculous, but Michy didn't seem to be offended by the comment. Instead, he silently leaned forward before raising his right hand.
Azren thought the silver-haired idol would slap his cheek hard and ruthless, but he ended up freezing when he felt the idol's warm palm on his cheek.
The soft palm softly caressed the cheek.
"You are handsome, and my idea is not ridiculous. You can be a celebrity if you want to, Azren."
Michy's hand felt so warm on his cheek, and Azren could feel his cheek getting warmer by the touch. But perhaps his cheeks got warmer because of the idol's words instead.
It was the first time the idol praised his look, and Azren felt so embarrassed by the sudden praise.
He didn't feel this way when other humans drooled over his looks, but when Michy just gave him a simple compliment, his heart felt like it was having a party.
And Michy's warm hand didn't make him feel better because it gave him the urge to lean on the palm.
And he did. He foolishly leaned on the warm palm, and Michy's blue eyes bulged at the unexpected action. He immediately pulled his hand away and stared at the blonde in horror.
"What do you think you are doing?" The silver-haired idol immediately snapped at the demon.
It was the evil Michy, and it was Azren's fault for seeking trouble with the evil idol. But, he didn't even realize what he was doing, so how could he be in the wrong?
Moreover, Michy was the one who initiated the contact, but Azren was the one who was blamed.
Nonetheless, Azren didn't want to argue and just simply turned his head to the front again. He fastened his seat belt once again, then started the car engine. In silence, he brought the car to speed on the smooth asphalt again.
He just wanted to bring Michy home soon.
"You said that you would help me to find that man, right? How would you help me? Why did it sound so easy for you when you said that?" Michy broke the silence again as he leaned his head on the car window.
He slowly started closing his eyes, and the pair of cerulean eyes hid behind the soft lids right away.
Azren knew that Michy was tired, so he didn't want to let the idol wait for his answer. "I have a way to do that, so you don't have to worry," he replied calmly.
He indeed had a way to find that man. He knew that the man must be hurt because of Michy's accusations in the fan signing event, and he also believed that some demons must be provoking him to do the act that managed to ruin Michy's reputation.
He didn't see any demons with the man when the man slandered Michy at the filming site, but it didn't mean that no demons had provoked him before.
He could make queries to some demons about that man. Using that method, he surely would be able to find the man faster.
"You sound so reliable all of a sudden, but I'm not sure whether I can rely on you or not," Michy spoke again slowly. He gradually felt so drowsy, and perhaps he didn't even know what he was talking about.
Azren kept glancing at the young idol through the rearview mirror, and he smiled tenderly at the sight of the idol closing his eyes peacefully.
"You can rely on me, and I will protect you with my life, Michy."