Lunch

"You're here." Sayuri greets Fumio who just arrived at the private dining room that she reserved for the two of them.

"Hi." Fumio greets back with a smile before sitting on the floor across the table from Sayuri.

"I'm surprised. I thought you'd be very busy. You're still in your boss woman attire." He remarks, noticing Sayuri's pantsuit attire, looking the part of an executive.

"Came here straight from the office." Sayuri shrugs.

"But you. Why are you wearing a fancy kimono? Don't tell me you dressed up for this?" She asks, amused.

"This is my work attire." Fumio shrugs.

"Hah. Good one. What kind of an entertainment agent wears kimonos for work?" Sayuri scoffs.

"Well, my client is an oddball." Fumio does not bother to explain his Muscle Masters uniform.

It has been a month since Sayuri's rescue from the Hasegawa and today being the end of the month, also comes the two's monthly lunch date.