Louise wakes up to the chirping of birds outside her window, and every morning she hears it, she swears to God that there's a goat inside her head, wanting to scream like those in the videos.

She gets up from her bed, glaring at the ceiling. What is it now, God? I understand you want to give me another life lesson again today, but why do you need to start it with nature?

She hears her phone ping, and a sweet smile curled on her lips when she saw a message from Ojiro appears on the screen.

"What a wonderful morning!" she stretches, opening the window next to her bed, welcoming the first ray of the morning sun. "So, this is Love? Hmmm." She hums like princess, singing to the birds on her railings that flew away from her, completely threatened.

At work, Louise greets everyone on her way while her other seniors only give her a puzzled look for being oddly enthusiastic, something she seldom ever does, especially in the morning.

She's even sweeter and miraculously attends to her workmates who ask for favors from her after receiving a cup of a takeout coffee from Ojiro, which is placed on her table with a note wishing her a good day at work and a red rose beside it.

She shook her head in disbelief at how lavishly Ojiro pampers her. When she got off from work, Atsushi-san visits her in her apartment carrying a dozen pairs of office pumps from Ojiro and tells her it was like his form of replacement for the one she broke while escaping Yoshio on their first date.

Louise appreciated Ojiro's generosity, but she feels that his extravagant gifts and spending were getting out of hand. Although she admits she needs it for work and to show her gratitude for Ojiro's effort, she just chooses one pair. The sturdiest one. The one that could serve as a weapon for self-defense, so to decide which one is the strongest, using each pair, she tried kicking it on a spot on the wall at her home, which made Atsushi-san jump from where he stood.

She opens the last box of gifts, and Louise has never felt the strongest seizure in her life.

It's a new pair of red Jimmy Choo boots with a sharp toe shape and a high heel. It's her ultimate dream weapon of destruction, designed for kicking perverts in the street.

Wearing the new pair of red boots, Louise dresses up for the night with a stylish pink coat of fur to protect herself from cold.

It's already late in the night and she's going to the ice rink.

That night at the shrine when Yoshio found Louise and Ojiro, they discussed about the status of their relationship after Ojiro confessed to her while his staffs wait for them in the car.

"Be my girlfriend." He repeated. He stood up straight, waiting for her answer.

"A-about that, Ojiro. Aren't you going too fast? Are we not going to go through your three-date rule?" she looked at him cluelessly.

Martha had informed her about the three-date rule commonly used when dating a Japanese guy where a couple goes up to three dates. The first and second are stages where they hang out together in a date and the third, the girl should decide if they want to make their relationship official.

"Oh, that..." He shook his head and laughed to himself. "Louisia. Please forgive me but I am not joking when I said this is not the usual dating that you know." His tone suddenly became serious. "I came here tonight for your answer."

She looks at him like he's not making any sense. "You do know that we just met right? Can't we take it slower? Get to know each other more before we make it official?"

"Well, we can do that." He responded eagerly. "We can make it official while we get to know each other.  We can take our time. Months, years...forever."

Louise sighed and shook he head.

My, God. This Japon is crazy with my Mexican ass.

"Don't you like me enough?" he murmured.

"No. No...it's not like that, Ojiro. I like you."

"H-hontou?! Really?!" his face lightened up.

"Don't let your hopes up, I'm not yet done," her voice growls by her thick accent.

Ojiro zipped up his mouth shut and stood straight attentively.

"Right now, I just want to know more about you Ojiro. That's the only answer I can give you,"

They both agreed to have a second date but because of Ojiro's tight schedule, they decided to meet up at night while he trains.

Wearing her warmest and most favorite coat is one of Louise's wisest choices in life because inside the ice rink...

...is freaking cold.

Upon stepping in the door, she already knew the temperature would make her back pain worse.

Ojiro trains day or night depending his schedule but one thing he make sure is it's always a private session. For the day, he chooses to train at night and he's just meeting his coach during the day for the week's training so there will be no other people in the place except for the two of them.

"You'll love it here. Come on! The seats are this way." he walks past her, pulling his luggage with him, leading the way. He's been the giddy one since Louise agreed to go with him to his training.

"Okay!" she squeaks with her fake enthusiastic tone, trying to keep her teeth from chattering as she tightens her coat around her.

It becomes hard for her to fool him with her fakeness now.

Oh, God, help me survive this night.

The maintenance staff of the rink had already resurfaced the ice before they arrived, so Ojiro needs to start his warm-up off ice.

"Stay here for a while. This will not take long," he instructs her as he takes out the things that he needs from his duffel bag: his drink, towels, and some sporty futuristic gadgets that Louise doesn't know about.

She nods to him, sitting on the bench next to his duffel bag and luggage like an obedient child.

Louise watches him silently while he makes all the preparations for his warm-up. She hasn't been inside an actual ice rink, and for a moment, she's quite curious about what he actually does in training.

Sitting cross-legged like a madam while hugging herself in cold, she watches him switch into serious mode the moment he wears his earphones on. He starts doing some hip and leg stretches.

Looking at his face, Louise's mouth hangs open and she needs to push her chin up to close it.