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Singer, Idol, Athlete, Fashion Model, etc. Those who work in what are commonly called arts and sports usually have a hard time handling all their schedules alone.

That's because they are people who have honed their professional field to the extreme. They are often more ignorant than ordinary people about everyday tasks, and they are often too busy to handle detailed matters.

That's the case for me too. I've been in the Model business for a long time, but I'm still just as bad at scheduling, so I always need a Manager.

No, is it because a Manager always sticks to me that I'm bad at it? Anyway.

When I was young, my Manager was my mom, and at some point my Model tutor took care of me like a Manager. When I signed a contract with a Brand, I suddenly started standing mainly on the international stage, so I hired a formal Manager.

"Ahyun!"

That person is Manager Roselia, who is waving her hand in front of me right now. She is French, in her late 30s. For reference, she is a Manager and Interpreter who can speak French, Korean, and English.

You might wonder why someone like her would be a Manager. Roselia is an acquaintance of my mother. Roselia, who married a Korean man and came to live in Korea, was looking for a job and got hired through my mom's introduction. So she is both my mom's friend and my Manager.

"Give me the carrier!"

"Yes."

I obediently handed her the carrier at Roselia's words. Some might say, why not pull it yourself, why hand it to the Manager, is the Model a master? Roselia is a former French Army Officer who is about the same height as me and about twice my size.

According to her, she feels anxious when baby Ahyun, who looks like she'd break if you tapped her, is pulling a carrier.

"I've taken care of all the procedures, so Ahyun can rest."

"Thank you."

Anyway, right now we are alone at the airport. The date is December 24th, Christmas Eve. Normally I would have been broadcasting while looking at the colorful lights filling the streets through the internet, but look at this situation.

"Haah."

I'm depressed, so depressed. If it weren't for the Party that Andel arranged, I would have ignored whoever requested it, but what can I do?

In this industry, the Model is the weak one and the Brand is the strong one. If you don't like it, you can switch to being a Fashion Designer and launch a Brand.

"It's been a while since you went to Paris, right?"

"Yes, Roselia must be happy."

"I am."

In contrast, Roselia is excited, perhaps because she is happy to visit her hometown after a long time. Indeed, for her, Korea is a foreign country, so it would be nice to return home on a holiday like Christmas. Still, the fortunate thing is that they took care of most conveniences for us.

Just as we are mindful of Andel because we are about to stamp the contract, the Brand on their side was also mindful of us. They booked everything from business flight tickets for me and Roselia to a luxury hotel.

"The room is quite something?"

"Oh... it's really nice."

After a flight of over ten hours, we arrived at the hotel. I unpacked in a hotel where the snowy Christmas cityscape was visible through a large window and admired it. If it weren't for the broadcast, I might have gotten excited about a hotel vacation.

"Are you going to rest in the room?"

"Yes, would you like to go sightseeing?"

"Hmm, can I?"

"I'm not going out anyway, so buy some snacks on your way back."

Given Roselia's personality, she would want to go out with me, but she didn't have the will to, so she plopped down on the bed. If I'm going to the Party in the evening and broadcasting at night, I need to sleep now. Moreover, I'm tired from the long flight.

"Then I'll be back before evening."

"Okay."

With that, Roselia went out. I closed my eyes alone on the soft bed.

***

When I opened my eyes again, I heard the hotel door opening.

"Ahyun! Are you awake?"

Listening to the voice, it was Roselia. I got up from the bedroom and glanced over; she was coming in carrying full shopping bags.

"Sit down quickly! You're later than I thought!"

"Huh?"

I was half-asleep. As I just woke up and was rubbing my eyes, Roselia grabbed and pulled me with the unreserved touch typical of Westerners.

" Eek. "