<span style="font-style: italic">"No, no, Alderman-sama the pleasure is all mine and may I say thank you for choosing the Hotel Kowakien." </span>Jake blinked as his leg twitched a little, and stretched a little further away from the couch. Yasuhiko-Sama made his way to couch that rested in front of him a little ways. He couldnâ€™t quite understand why every place he had ever been to actually thanked him for visiting them. Whether it be for food, or for other matters. The businessman seemed to sit with a posture that clearly showed he was looking for business, and nothing less.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yes I wanted a meeting with you so that I could extended all that I have to offer here at our fine establishment. I do realize you are here to do a little more writing but we have a fine Onsen and wonderful views of Mt.Fuji and Lake Ashi. There is a lot to see on the grounds here and Tokyo is not too far away so shopping and sight seeing is also available for you."</span><br/><br/>Jake had to repress a yawn from how boring this familiar speech was to him. "Yasuhiko-Sama you do realize that I find an honor to find such a peaceful place to not only relax and get away from the chaoticness of the world but also away from the world. Believe or not I prefer to be far away from society if I can help it." He smiled a little as a nice rapping sound at the door seemed to interrupt him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Come in." </span>Yasuhiko-Sama spoke almost looking as if he had an evil twinkle in his eye. Then as if just to pull a prank on him or something the man he had ran into earlier in the hallway seemed to walk into the room. He almost wanted to say something but had a feeling that the man would not like to be embarrassed in front of his father. The man seemed to walk with cool confidence that Jake could see was almost like a fierce attitude. His eyes wandered from the man trying not to linger for too long on the man. Since it would make this meeting awfully awkward if it gave way his little secret. Instead he moved his eyes from the man to a painting on the wall till the man sat right next to his father. Even though Jake was positive that the man had bowed to him right before sitting down.<span style="font-style: italic">"It is a pleasure to meet you Alderman-Sama. I am Koga Yasuhiko, manager of the Hotel Kowakien." </span>He watched as the man put on a face of gentle politeness.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"My son will be your personal assistant and will do anything that is within his power to make sure that you are happy and content at all times."</span>These very words had taken Jake by surprise. Never had anyone ever offered such an ordeal. Or even offer their son to be a personal assistant to him that was going to far. He knew not to interrupt. It was just a form of politeness<span style="font-style: italic">."Well I have a plane to catch and hope to hear a good review from you for our Hotel." </span>The man clapped his hand on his sonâ€™s shoulder as if for reassurance then stood up and left. The reverberating sound of a door slamming was the only remnant that the managerâ€™s father had ever been there.<br/><br/>"So itâ€™s only me and you." Jake stood up stretching. " A personal assistant for anything I needâ€¦well I know you have a job to doâ€¦.so just do your job and stay out of my wayâ€¦That should do I think." He heaved a sigh and braced himself for anything as he walked away from the couch and towards the door. "That is if by â€¦nevermind." His hand reached for the door yet he hesitated as if for some reason this moment he wanted to cherish. "What is your name? I know I could just refer to you like your father but I find it rather difficult to keep the two of you separate in my head if I did that." He brought his bandage hand to rub the back of his head, and winced as he realized the amount of pain that it had caused. His hand was broken because of him slamming his hand into a wall so hard that it had caused it to break, and shatter. The doctor had told him that he would never be able to write again but look at how he had recovered from that. He just tried to hide it more than anything now.