I went for a long jog in the morning, did some exercises in the park, returned, ate, rested, did sets in the room, and ate again before I went to the Mansion. I felt better after having done this routine, even though the Sato thing was still lingering on my mind. I was constantly on alert for any suspicious individuals, while jogging in the park. It all seemed ordinary, though, and with the prospect of seeing Asami tonight, I managed to push aside the fact that I beat up a man for no good reason.
With Sato not showing up, Emil took charge. He seemed very proud during the line-up and conducted the whole thing in a very confident manner as if he had been doing this for a while. He was more helpful and kind to me than usual. As soon as Asami arrived, he assigned her table to me.
I was surprised to see Asami dressed in a different garment than a business suit. She wore a knee-length, black dress with high neck, which suited her perfectly. Her face had a radiant glow and her loose hair was shiny and neat as if she had just come from a hair salon.
“You look very nice tonight, Yamamoto san. I take it you had a pleasant weekend?” I was hoping my anxiousness about Sato didn’t show and that the bruises on my face were not noticeable in the dim light.
“Thank you, Nik san. Yes, I did have a very nice weekend. I went to a spa with some of my work colleagues, just outside Tokyo. It was lovely.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
I didn’t know what else to say. I kept staring at her, feeling my lust growing. If it was up to me I’d escort her to the hotel room right now, but she already began looking through the menu.
Exhausted, mentally and physically, from everything that happened over the weekend, as well as from my first day of exercising, I ate more than usual. She finished her first plate, while I was already at my second portion, and then the third. She was observing me quietly, sipping the wine.
“Nik san, you seem a bit different tonight. Are you waiting for somebody? You keep looking around.”
“I’m sorry. It’s just that the usual manager didn’t come to work today, and Emile, my friend, took over, so I’m a bit nervous for him.” The truth was I was on a lookout in case Sato suddenly appeared.
Asami nodded and said nothing.
“Would you like to tell me about the spa weekend?”
“No,” she replied with such decisiveness I stopped eating. “Tonight I would like to hear your story. Why did you come to Japan, Nik san?”
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