Tomoka felt a mixture of complex emotions when she received a phone call from Boss Chiyo summoning her to come and pick up her instruments. Deep down, she knew that next month's secure and steady iron rice bowl was, as expected, gone.
Outside the window, the scenery blurred past as the borrowed truck sped along. The concrete jungle filtered and washed the once-spotless air; the outside world was somewhat noisy, yet the car's music radio remained serene.
You couldn't really blame Boss Chiyo for being heartless. After all, their band was fundamentally a rock act, and trying to play jazz was just too unnatural—it was bound to hurt her sales, so it couldn't be helped. If anything, the fact that they were getting a full month's pay before packing up and getting kicked out showed that Boss Chiyo was acting with utmost mercy.
Chapter 233