She let Ojiro guide her to their table and pulls the chair for her. Upon seating, she can't help but to feel more conscious of him now. She watches him converse with the staff politely and when he joined her, she steals glance from the menu to him while he's reading the list of steaks, intently.

"You found something you like?" he smiles, catching her staring at him.

Her brain immediately thinks of a hundred ways what to respond.

"Translate this for me," her thick accented voice commanded him, pointing at the written kanji words on the menu.

Facing each other, they occupy a two-person table by the huge window wall overlooking the Tokyo Tower. A romantic and comfortable atmosphere is created by the place's dim lights and the city's reflective colors.

Louise's head seems to throb trying to read the list of available sushi dishes, so she let Ojiro take care of that. But when she saw the menu for alcohol, she knew exactly what to do.

Sipping on their drinks, they have a casual conversation over hors d'oeuvres, while waiting for the main course to arrive. Ojiro only orders tea, while Louise gets a piña colada. No matter how Ojiro looks at her alcoholic drink judgingly, she's finally come to the decision of trusting him after all the trouble he'd come through just to arrange a date with her. She also wanted to take the chance to get him know better so she decided to get along.

Louise glances all over the place and says, "That's odd, there aren't any other people around here." She can only see Yoshio and the other security in the far corner as their company.

"Oh... about that. I rented the entire place just for the two of us."

Louise coughs, almost choking on her drink. Her empty head automatically sets in calculator mode, but the numbers are just too high for her two brain cells to decipher.

"I wanted this moment to be private for us as much as possible."

"Oh." is the only thing that she can utter.

She takes a huge gulp from her glass.

It's a relief when the main meal arrives, and she allows it to distract her.

Her mouth waters just by looking at the expensive wagyu beef steak and the huge plate of fresh salmon sashimi.

"Umai! Yum!" He throws back his head as he tastes the food too, closing his eyes in satisfaction while chewing a slice of beef.

"You really like steak that much, huh?" She chortled.

"I haven't had these for a while now. Worlds is near, and I'm on a strict diet. My nutritionist and trainer would probably kill me."

"What? Then you should be listening to them!"

"Iya, iya." He dismisses with a wave of his hands, "No, No. It's fine. I fasted so I can enjoy this meal with you."

The piece of meat from her mouth falls back to her bowl as her jaw drops hearing that. He did what?

She watches him swallow a huge slice, just like how Japanese people used to eat sushi in whole bite size.

He's crazy, her thoughts echoed but she still can't help but to stare at him while his mouth is stuffed with food.

She clears her throat, distracting herself and thinks of something else that they can talk about.

"Hey, by the way. I want to thank you for... you know... that thing you did with my seniors this morning."

"What thing?" he hunches over with a clueless face.

"Don't you dare act like you don't know Ojiro, I know what you did." She muttered; her voice being thickened by her Spanish accent.

Ojiro bursts out in laughter.

"Alright, alright. I give up," he It's nothing, really. I talked to your director about it, and he's very cooperative. And besides, it was something the management needed to look into for a better working place for the employees."

Louise falls into silence. She felt her heart skips and as if her surroundings suddenly turn into a slow motion, she couldn't help but stare at him more as he continues digging in to his food.

"Hey, try this." He put a slice of beef on her bowl with his chopsticks.

Louise holds her bowl and in closer look, she can tell it was the chunkiest, the most perfect slice from the plate of meat. She looks up to him who watches her while she eats it.

"Oishi? Delicious?"

"Oishi. Yes, delicious," she nods to him, eyes watering in delight as the meaty, delicious flavor explodes in her mouth. She suddenly lets out lets out a flirty hooker like giggle.

What the fuck was that sound, Maria Louisia? She pauses in her seat, suddenly becoming aware of herself.

After the main meal, the staff serves them the desserts which are some fancy looking pastries and Louise couldn't help but to giggle more like a high school girl in their conversation. When they've eaten, they stay for a while and sits on the comfy cushioned chairs overlooking the city night's view.

"It's so beautiful," she gasps. "Oi, Ojiro. Come, let's have a selfie together!" she squeaks.

After a very long time of isolating herself away from people, suddenly, Lousie felt thrilled with the idea of getting along.