I might have overslept. I mean, I don’t remember getting a blanket or a pillow; I might have gotten them from one of the flight attendants. I slept really deep. I woke up ravenous, thank God the flight wasn’t long, just a quick trip from Tokyo to Kyoto. Not even up to an hour.After Bastard and I alighted from the plane, he told the driver to take us to some high-class restaurant for lunch. The steak was fucking amazing, ten over ten, I’d worship Bastard if it gets him to bring us there again. Though, considering the appalled look on his face when I devoured that steak, it might not be possible. Sigh.Speaking of Bastard, he seems to be in a really good mood, seeing as he’s treating me to a meal. It could be my lucky day. Maybe he’s finally seeing my worth and…“You can go back, my secretary will drive”. Huh? Huh? Hhhuuuuhhhh?. What is he telling the driver?.I can’t drive!. “I can’t drive!”, I mean of course I’m going to scream it, the driver is leaving!. The people around the par
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