Jealousy

Chapter 7: Treat

Mamori felt relieved. Hiruma was indeed here for her birthday even though he must be tired since he flew to Tokyo right after the game. And he was making her choose where to go. He must be thinking that she and her friends might have already decided where to go. He was the one who suddenly appeared after all. "Youichi, you'll treat us right?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"Ako-chan, Sarah-chan, where should we go?" she asked her friends. Mamori had a mischievous look on her face. She knew that her friends already had an idea on where to go. Ako and Sarah had been thinking on how to get back at Hiruma for hogging Mamori all to himself for all these years. They had planned a hundred times where to go and what to order in case Hiruma volunteers to treat them.

"Ah, Mamo-chan. What about that place?" Sarah smiled back.

"Ah, yes. I heard the food there was good. And they have creampuffs too. What do you think Mamo-kaasan," Ako added with a wink.

Mamori giggled. They are going to make Hiruma spend. "Youichi, is that place okay? The most expensive hotel and restaurant in Tokyo. I also wanted to try it once."

"Like I said it's your choice," Hiruma said with a bored look. He had dined there a lot of times. But he had never gone there with Mamori since she had been lecturing him on how he spends too much money on her. He eyed the three ladies. He knew what they were up to and he was fine with it. He should give some reward to Mamori's friends for making him spend money on his woman. He had no other use for it anyway. It would rot in the bank.

"But would it be alright if we have no reservation. They maybe fully booked," Mamori thought out loud.

"I don't need a fucking reservation," Hiruma said. He brought out one of his cellphones and made the necessary arrangements. It was done in two minutes although the VIP suites in the restaurant was fully booked for two months. But VIP is VIP. And in Tokyo, no, all of Japan, the initials Hiruma Youichi is the spelling of VIP. They knew better than to say no. It wasn't merely because of his threat notebook. It was because of his achievements and connections.

Mamori sighed, feeling bad for whoever's reservation was canceled or moved back. But Hiruma is prominent not only due to his football prowess but also for being a major shareholder of many businesses in Japan at such a young age; and that place is one of those. Who would deny one of the owners? Mamori did know though that her boyfriend is among the major shareholder's of such a prominent place.

"It would take some time to prepare whatever you order so list all that you want right now. Check the menu here." Hiruma brought out his laptop where the three ladies made their pick and he sent it to the restaurant.

The three ladies did not hold back and ordered all they wanted. They had actually prepared a list a long time ago and it was on Ako's phone. It's rare for this to happen so they would enjoy themselves. Mamori who was not into spending money needlessly chose to make this day an exception.

"We listed a lot. Is that really alright?" Sarah whispered.

"Of course," Mamori reassured them. She knew Hiruma has a lot of money but she does not know just how much he really has. But the total amount of all they ordered was close to the amount of pay he gets in a single game he plays with a win. And he almost always win. "It's my birthday after all. Right?" she eyed her boyfriend and he looked bored.

"Yeah, yeah. But the way you're dressed, I would be the only one allowed to enter. Let's drop by somewhere to fix you up," he said and gave instructions to the driver.

Ako and Sarah were wide-eyed as they gawked at Mamori when they heard where they were headed to get their clothes. "Mamo-kaasan, that's the most expensive clothes-line in Japan," they both said in a shaking voice. Their years of savings would dry up if they buy clothes there.

"Oh, no worries. He will pay for it," Mamori pointed at her boyfriend. "Right Youichi?" Mamori herself would never get clothes from such a place if she would pay for it using her own money. She's not into expensive brands and signature clothes. She simply wears what looks good on her regardless of the brand.

Sarah and Ako looked at their friend incredulously with eyes asking if she's really into this guy for love or his money. They flinched when the guy suddenly laughed his eerie laughter.

"You should pick the most expensive ones," Hiruma said to her friends. "Since this woman," he tilted Mamori's chin up with a finger "will pay me back with interests."

"Eh?" The three ladies all said at the same time. Hiruma just sat back and folder his arms on his chest.

"Youichi, what do you mean?" Mamori tapped him on the shoulder.