Yoroku enters CEO Mira's office, "Yeah what do you want NOW?" She smiles back, "You have a new job to do. Get rid of Ayumi for me." He crosses his arms, "First you made me pretend to be the guy who she attempted to murder, and now you're making me get rid of her?"
CEO Mira looks at her paperwork, "That little girl doesn't know the face of the person whom she almost killed, it was too dark for her to see anyways. As long as you have the same neck scar as he did, she'll remember all the fear. Since she knows she where attacked him that is." Yoroku only sat down in the chair in front other desk, "And if all this doesn't make your son comes back to you?"
She looks back at him, "He WILL be with me no matter what." Yoroku looked out the window, "We'll see then." "Ah, while digging into her I found out she met him awhile ago back then. During at night, she went to a convenience store and he attacked her. I guess he went crazy, just running around the streets with a knife and laughing. Too bad he's in prison now, otherwise it'll would've been fun if they met again," CEO Mira laughs.
Yoroku stands up and leaves the room, "I'll deal with her right now." He looks at his men, "Find out where she is and report to me immediately." "Yes sir!" They replied back with a bow. "I'm counting on you, Yoroku," CEO Mira tells him.
The next day, Sanyu woke up and saw that Ayumi was not in her bed sleeping. He went out the room to find her in the kitchen making breakfast. "Good morning Ayumi," he yawned while walking towards her. Still shocked because of what happened last night Ayumi shouted, "WAHH! Don't come any closer! S-stay where you are!!" He turned away, "Then I'll go do my morning routine since you don't want me right now."
Ayumi pouts then returns to making breakfast. 'I can't get that scene out my head!' She talks to herself as she cooks. Sanyu soon comes back into the kitchen after he finished his routine, "What are you cooking?" She shyly answers back, "I.. made some kobachi (small side dishes with LOTS of vegetables), miso soup, grilled fish, omelets and steamed rice..."
He laughs gently, "Seems good! Let's eat!" The couple ate their breakfast silently and awkwardly. After finishing eating and cleaning up, Sanyu walked up to Ayumi, "What's wrong?" She immediately blushed, "Huh? Nothing?" "Are you sick? Your face is red," he touches her forehead to feel her temperature.
Ayumi moves his hand away from her forehead, "I'm fine, not sick at all!" He gasps, "Was it because of last night? I'm sorry if you didn't like it." Her eyes widens, "No, don't be sorry! I.. i was just shocked.. it's not that I don't like it.. I don't know how to control my feelings." "Control your feelings?" He tilts his head like a little puppy in confusion.
"Yeah, I don't know... the.. excitement maybe.. I didn't know how to control that perhaps.." she looks down at the ground. He starts laughing and pulls her close to him and hugs her, "You're too cute." Ayumi's heart began to beat faster and faster , "I like that I feel this way with you actually.." He kisses her forehead, "Thanks for being honest." She smiles without speaking back.
"Yoroku, we found out where she seems to be living. It looks like she's in some apartment with some guy that seems to be her boyfriend," one of his men tells him. He smirks, "Then what are we waiting for? Bring me to the apartment."
Sanyu changes into his uniform. Ayumi looks at him in his uniform, "Whoa~ you're working??" He smiles cutely, "Yeah! I got my part time job! Though honestly I wanted to cook alongside with the chefs, but I turned out to only be a waiter." "How much are you getting paid hourly?" She asks. "About $15 an hour," he answers. "Are you going right now?" She questions him. "Yeah, I gotta get going before I'm going to be late silly," he laughs.
"I'm going to be alone for awhile it seems," she pouts. Sanyu pats her head, "Don't worry! I'll be back home in about 4-5 hours later?" She smiles, "Okay." He gives her one last hug before he leaves the apartment, "Don't open the doors for anyone at all, and don't answer random phone numbers. Be safe, I'll be back."
She nods her head, "I promise." He picks up his lunchbox and goes out the door. Ayumi watches him walk away until he was no longer seen then enters back in the apartment and locks the doors. She throws herself on the sofa, "What is there possibly to do for 4-5 hours?? I'm bored."
Yoroku and his men are in the car, they wait awhile before entering the apartment. While waiting, Yoroku sees Sanyu leaving the apartment. He smirks, "What perfect timing we have. Look who's going out and who's going to be alone. It's going to be great."
Ayumi's phone rings, she looks at it and answers. "MOM! Are you doing well overseas?? How are you??" She was happy to hear her mom. "I'm doing just fine! Thanks for asking! My daughter are you doing good as well?" She laughs over the phone. "Yeah! I'm doing fine!" Ayumi smiles. "I knew Sanyu would do a good job taking care of you. Hahaha. How is he? Can I talk to him as well?" Her mother says.
"Ah, about that. He's not home at the moment. He got a part time job. Won't be back til 3 or 4pm. By the way, what time will it over there?" Ayumi talks. "It'll be probably around 7PM," She answers. "Oh. Is London a great place?" Ayumi continuously questions her mother. "Yes, it's actually quite nice over here. I'd like to take you here one day," she laughs.
Before Ayumi was going to ask anything else, her mother told her, "Oh my! I have to go, the hospital is quite busy here. I'll call again when I'm not busy whenever! I love you and take care!" The call ended. Ayumi sighed, "I wanted to talk more.." Just then, loud banging were coming from the front door, "Ayumi come out!! We know you're in there!!" Startled, Ayumi ran into the bedroom and locked the door. Immediately, she contacts Sanyu while trembling in fear.
His phone rings loudly. "Make sure your phone is on silent or turned off Sanyu," his boss orders him. Sanyu bows as the boss leaves then takes out his phone and speaks in his mind, 'Why's Ayumi calling me? I'm sorry but I can't pick up. I'll call you probably later during my break.' He turns his phone off and continues working, asking customers what they would like to eat and drink; serving them.