Misfit Freesia
some small-talk with @magicgeekponsol
A social gathering for the high society should be an ideal place for a noble like himself, most would guess from his usual demeanor so out of touch with the life of the ‘commoners’. But truth be told, he wasn’t all too used to this either.
As this was usually his brother’s job as he was the official heir to the Tomoe corporation, Hiyori didn’t showed up all that often. In fact, he strongly doubted most of this people even remembered his face. Still, as he was told by his father to assist, he had no choice but to obey.
So here he was, smiling and greeting everyone that turned around to talk to him. Making small talk when needed. ‘Yes my brother is doing great’ ‘We’re always grateful of your support’ ‘Oh my father wanted to go golfing again’ ‘Oh, you’ve seen the commercials I’m in? Thank you very much! Yes I’m trying hard as a world-recognize idol!’. That same old, same old talking, chatting, smiling.
As soon as he managed to get free from the grasp of a group of rather annoying people, he quickly evacuated towards the side, getting by a table and pretending to be busy with his drink... until his eyes caught on a familiar face approaching. Put a smile, this one is a big fish and you don’t want to get on his bad side.
“Oh, hello there, Ponsol Geripeta-san~ A pleasure to see you here!”
He smiled, stopping his bow midway and instead presenting his right hand for a handshake. It was the way of abroad after all
“I think we met once at a Christmas party, Hiyori Tomoe at your service~.”