Lady'S Gentleman
You, In Front of Me...

Arman sighed while leaning both elbows on the porch fence.

By mid-December, it had entered winter, but still did not appear snow. The temperature during the day is about 10 degrees.

In front of it lies the silhouette of Mount Fuji.

Shizuoka's air was so fresh, the oxygen that entered her body made her feel like her gala was improving.

Under his apartment, which he rents this month, there is a lot of housing with people passing by.

Arman took a breath.

But no one scolded him...

If Ayumi saw him, the woman would definitely approach him and reprimand him.

It's his fifteenth day in Shizuoka.

Every day he walked aimlessly to tourist attractions, to shopping centers, even had time to onsen at the foot of Mount Fuji.

Expecting viewing...

But he finally thought. Was his strategy wrong?

And this is how he is now, confused about where to start again.

Did he just stay here?

The people from the embassy would be happy to help him.

He also has savings. The retirement money from Garnet is more than enough to save.

Who would have thought Sebastian was so royal to her?!

Was there any involvement of Milady in his pension?

Due to the time Sebastian handed out a letter of agreement when Arman was deemed to be making a move at that time, Arman wrote down a sum of money that he thought was unlikely Sebastian would pass it off.

In fact, the pension is in accordance with the funds that Arman wrote.

Well, after deducting the rest of his debt to the company, and this tax it, anyway.

That kind of money, he deserved to buy a house here. No need for an apartment.

Small is okay, which is important on the ground, because it's a good investment if in Japan.

Did he start house hunting?

Hm...

Arman is considering his loss.

What if Ayumi isn't here?

Then if he has already bought a house, but Ayumi is not in Shizuoka, is it not in vain?

But Mr. Sebastian often said, there is nothing to lose when you have fixed assets.

All right, just do it!

He rounded his resolve.

Arman goes inside, he intends to find his cell phone.

He will look for a housing agent after looking at home sales sites via mobile phone.

Then he looked for his passport.

And fall that thing.

Another cell phone.

Agency's mobile phone.

With the...

The red alarm is flashing!

Arman's body is electrified! Jeremiah vibrates.

The alarm is for... That woman!

His lover!

As fast as lightning the man grabbed his phone, looking for its location.

Huh huh?

still in one location with me?!

Wait for.

It's in front of the ramen restaurant.

There was a small white-painted house with many flowers in front of it last fall.

This morning the flowers on her porch are budding.

His inner.

Arman had seen a woman come out of it, with a black hoodie covering her face and hair, she also wore a mask and gloves to ward off the autumn cold.

But never saw his figure clearly.

Several times saw him in the fall, but entering the winter, Arman had not seen him again.

Because, unlike other homes whose residents sometimes out chatting, or just sweep the streets from the flower beds, or out to shop, or,

This house seems to be dumping garbage in the middle of the night and paying people to clean the yard. Also several times Arman saw the delivery service deliver the package, get into the door.

Arman headed for the veranda.

This afternoon the house was visible from its porch.

Seen from the side with white paint and a small fence typical of Europe.

The first time through it, Arman once thought that a house with a model like that was suitable for making a coffee shop, actually.

But usually Arman just pass through it, to go to the sake shop at the end of the block.

Arman half ran down.

With an uncertain feeling, he walked doubtfully to the front of the house.

Then look in front of the phone screen.

The signal's coming from here.

So, uh,

Arman typed a sentence.

I'm in front of the house.

*****

Ayumi stared at the ceiling of her house while lying on the sofa.

Then glanced at the cardboard over the counter, with the contents of the items from his old apartment.

I decided to rent a house this time. Because he rented an apartment several times, making him even think of Trevor.

Why after drinking wine, his feelings so erratic like this?

Reminds him of Arman who is now out of nowhere.

Or, or,

With whom.

Does Arman remember his promise that he will look for Ayumi?

Let's not say he's with that fucking Janet!

Ayumi could also see a different glint of Arman's eyes as Sandra Ellen entered the elevator that time.

And this bracelet...

This beautiful bracelet was also made by the blonde lady, at Ares' request, it seems. Inner Ayumi.

Although it looks like the GPS in it was designed by Beaufort Tech.

Maybe they worked together to make it.

Thought Ayumi.

Her tears flowed even more than before.

Uh! Kusos... (Damn it.).

Ayumi Umbat.

Once again he fell in love with an Indonesian man and got depressed. Maybe for a while he didn't want to deal with something from Indonesia...

Ting!

What is that sound?

Inner Ayumi.

Like a familiar voice.

That 'ting' sound? Like the...

Sound notification incoming messages?

Ayumi grunts.

My hallucinations are getting worse.

Her thought.

Ting!

Wasn't it! It's not a hallucination!

Ayumi immediately sat down and turned to the agency phone on the nightstand next to her wine glass.

The lights are green.

Sign incoming messages.

Ayumi hesitated to reach out.

Then push the button.

Message 1

"I'm in front of the house."

Message 2

"Can we meet?"

"Ares?" Ayumi Mumbles.

In...front of the house?

Did ya?

How did he know he was renting a house?

Is there a signal from his phone? That accurate?!

But it's possible...

As far as Ayumi is concerned, Garnet Security Agency is the second best bodyguard supplier in Indonesia after Beaufort.Co.

Ayumi got up soon.

Then check the makeup.

Removing her tears,

Thickened lipsticks.

It's winter, during winter he doesn't go out because he can't stand the cold.

Moreover, he remembered when trapped in the car with Trevor until exposed to hypothermia.

His jacket...

Uh! His memorable leather jacket that Arman bought at the Mall when he was taken to meet Sebastian.

Ayumi rummaged through the cardboard box containing her belongings.

Meet me!

Ayumi cheered as she lifted the jacket.

Really high quality! Beyond various terrains, and the look remains as good as when newly purchased!

Wearing it.

And open the door, go through the yard, and,

And open the fence...

*****

Arman was stunned when he saw the woman who he thought was very beautiful open the fence of the white house.

Her long brown hair unraveled past her back, big eyes with sides sticking up and thick sexy lips.

But that eye view.

Sayu and shady.

With much hope coming.

Also.the one he wears.

That jacket.

The leather jacket of the Parisian designer boutique that Arman chose in a hurry when he was going to take Ayumi to meet Sebastian.

At that time, he felt that the jacket suited Ayumi's tough character behind her feminine appearance.

He did not think twice when he saw it on display.

Also... Her hand.

There is a diamond bracelet that Arman is very familiar with.

The woman's face was very different.

But Arman couldn't forget that look in the eye. Eyes with black beads that looked at him with longing.

Arman smiled with amazement.

"Finally... See you too." Hisses.

"Well..." Hiss the woman.

Arman came forward and immediately hugged her.

This body... Textures she missed. Shabby and skinny.

But very soft and gleaming.

"Rice..." Ayumi Mumbles.

Arman could feel the woman hugging him back.

And stuff it over his shoulder.

"You really came." Isak Ayumi's.

"Hm." That was Arman's only answer.

*****