Not willing to tear the net that Ishida was weaving to keep his obviously unwilling new assistant in her newly acquired job, Naruhiko remained silent during the time they talked, smiling dumbly and drinking his tea, pretending not to be there. Though, that grin became a bitter, somewhat forced grimace when she displayed her dislike for manga (though hide it she tried, Naruhiko was not a complete idiot). He hid his mouth behind the teacup and swallowed that disturbing feeling, still pretending to himself to be somewhere else. Optimally in his own manga, because right now, his legs were beginning to ache from so much sitting on the floor, and he was tired of listening to Ishida-san's professional talk. Wish he could just...<br/><br/>“Would you like a tour of the office? It might be nice for you to see the inner workings of a publishing company. This is one of the smaller back offices, but as a subsidiary of Shueisha, we maintain many of the customs larger publishing firms keep, just on a better schedule.” Ishida interrupted her, not giving any more time for complaints. He wasn't willing to interview any more girls, or read any more resumes. And more importantly, he wasn't willing to let Naruhiko go alone to greet his fans in Seoul, what was going to have to happen just a few days later. To let the young mangaka cause chaos by losing his luggage was something he never wanted to undergo again.<br/>The editor stood up, once more straightening his suit, and flashing his highly enthusiastic smile at them two. His hands ran down the well-tailored jacket, swiping some microscopic dirt off in an already automatic motion, which he seemed to repeat every time he got up from sitting, and offered a hand to Tachibana to help her stand up.<br/><br/>Naruhiko gave them both a thumbs-up and grinned (this time sincerely).<span style="color: #BFFFFF">"Awesome! Ishida-san, while you show her things around her, I'll go grab some food across the str-"</span>he blurted out, springing up to his feet and rushing to exit the office to slip out, but he was cut short by Ishida's hand on his back, calmly, but firmly escorting him out with great care as to not let him get away.<br/>"But Izumi-kun, you're going with us, aren't you? After all, it would be impolite to let your new assistant alone at the first day of your job, right?" he spoke softly to him, but in that silk-smooth voice was a dagger that skewed deep into Naruhiko's mind. He did NOT want to make Ishida angry... Not now.<br/>Sweatdropping, his smile even widened, and he nodded.<span style="color: #80FFFF">"Y-yes... I guess not..."</span>he admitted.<br/><br/>A tour through the office. How great. When could he just...<br/><br/>"Tachibana-san, I'll be honored to show you around. This office might become a frequent place for you to visit, since it's, despite the fact of it not being the largest one, a rather frequented one." the manager explained in his cheery voice as he led Tachibana down the stairs into the bookstore, at this time of day a bit emptier than usually. Though, there were still many people...<br/>Enough people for Naruhiko to blend into the crowd and disappear. How very fortunate. A smirk played on his lips as he was left behind by Ishida, too busy explaining to Tachibana, and he took a completely different path. One towards the exit of the building, to weave through the crowd and dash out, towards the nearest restaurant.<br/>Breakfast, oh glorious breakfast was on its way!<br/><br/>His brightly colored trainers slapped against the ground with their soles as he darted through the streets, aiming towards the not too distant restaurant that offered takeaway alongside normal meals. He'd get some for Ishida and Tachibana as well, and then nobody will get angry while he'll also fill his stomach and avoid an office tour... A perfect plan!<br/><br/>But it was a shame that Ishida was a highly perceptive man. He did notice the sudden disappearance of the sound of Naruhiko's footsteps, and when he turned back, looking over his shoulder, he truly wasn't there. Releasing a sigh, he shrugged, turning on his heel to face Tachibana. "All apologies, Tachibana-san, but it looks like Izumi-kun has disappeared." he exclaimed. That tone, that care-free tone, didn't really seem fitting.<br/>"I suppose we should find him before something bad happens, hm?" he offered, cocking his head to the side with a hint of playful curiosity. He wanted to know if she could handle this, he truly wanted. It might have been a twisted desire to watch her in such a desperate situation - and ridiculous, too - but such things would become common in her life from now on.