Michy looked confused as he kept looking up at the blonde. He had put down his phone on the table, and suddenly he got up from his seat.
His height was not comparable to Azren's, but it didn't make him feel intimidated in front of the taller man. His blue eyes glared at the green ones, and it was obvious that he was challenging the other man.
"That pervert didn't deserve the punishment, you said?"
The voice came out darkly, and Azren's body winced a little.
"It's true that he didn't say he wanted to touch my body, but didn't you hear his words earlier? He said that I don't like girls just because I don't have a girlfriend now! He indirectly said that I'm gay!"
The idol suddenly raised his tone, and Azren looked a bit panicked as he glanced at the surroundings. Thankfully, there were only him and Michy in the dressing room, so no one was able to hear the idol's words.
"He just indirectly said that you are gay, right? He didn't say that you are gay for real, did he? Maybe he was just joking or just wanted to tease you. How come you take his words seriously?"
Azren knew that he shouldn't have scolded Michy for what he had done today, but his conscience told him that what Michy had done was not right. Michy should punish a real criminal, not a clueless boy like the brown-haired boy earlier.
Azren couldn't understand himself, but he just couldn't stay still when he saw Michy being this reckless. He had covered the idol on the stage earlier, but he didn't think that he had done a good job.
Michy, still with his piercing gaze, didn't tear his gaze away from Azren even just for a second. "You dared to scold me?" He once again challenged the taller man.
For some reason, Michy suddenly lowered his tone, and the tone startled the demon. Michy didn't lower his tone because he was afraid of Azren, but he did it because he was beyond angry at the taller man.
"You are only my assistant, but you dared to scold me like that? And you are also the one who gave me the idea, but it seems you suddenly changed your mind and blame me instead? What the hell is wrong with you?"
Michy looked so angry, and Azren was stunned.
The idol was right, so Azren couldn't say anything to argue. What the hell was wrong with him? He had successfully provoked Michy to sin, but instead of feeling happy, he felt guilty in his heart.
Azren knew that something was not right with him, but he couldn't point out what the something was. He changed his mind so easily, and that was not a good sign for him. He was a demon, and provoking humans to sin was normal for demons. Why did he feel guilty instead?
The atmosphere was tense as the two people kept staring at each other. Michy with his sharp gaze, while Azren with his confused gaze.
The tense atmosphere was only broken by the sound of the ringtone. Both men turned their heads toward the source of the sound and found that it was the ringtone of Michy's phone.
The idol sighed heavily before turning his body around to pick up his phone. Looking down at the phone screen, he found his manager's name on it. He sighed heavily again at the sight.
Even so, he still answered the call in the end.
"Yes?" He greeted the caller as his eyes stared at Azren's reflection on the mirror in front of him. The blonde was also staring at him with his emerald eyes.
"Are you alright, Mich? I heard the news, and I can't believe that you were being harassed once again! You are being harassed two days in a row, and that's not a good thing for you!"
Michy sighed again while breaking eye contact with his assistant. "I'm alright," he answered curtly.
"How can you be alright?" The manager questioned him again. "I saw you were crying like a baby when you were on the stage, so how can you say that you are alright, Mich?"
'Those were just fake tears,' Michy answered in his heart but didn't dare to voice the sentence out loud. The manager probably would be against the idea of lying in public.
"I'm really alright, Fel," he assured his manager. "I was crying on the stage earlier because I was too shocked and too scared, but now I'm okay. You don't have to worry about me."
He could see from the reflection that Azren rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything. The next thing he heard from his manager was her heavy sighing.
"Are you sure you don't want to sue that fan, Mich? I know that it's just verbal harassment, but our company's lawyers can handle the matter. That pervert deserves a punishment."
Once again, the idol glimpsed at Azren's reflection. The blonde couldn't hear his conversation with Felice, so that man didn't know what Felice just said on the phone. If Azren could hear what Felice just said, he probably would roll his green eyes once again.
"I don't want to prolong this matter, Fel. I want to focus on my album next month, so we'd better forget about it. I'm okay now."
Again, the idol could hear Felice sighing on the other end of the phone.
"I understand," the manager finally surrendered. "It's fortunate that Azren was with you on the stage. He was so fast to protect you and defend you in front of that pervert. Your assistant deserves a bonus, Mich. He has been protecting you since yesterday."
Michy didn't immediately reply to the manager's words as he kept gazing at Azren through the mirror. The blonde was also staring at him, but he looked like a clueless kid. Michy couldn't help but smirk at the sight.
"You are right, Fel.. My nice assistant has been protecting me since yesterday, so I'd better give him a bonus."