Chapter 4 - Arrival at Totsuki

"Well um..Dogima, let's go to the hotel?" He suggested sheepishly. Bloody hell this could not get anymore awkward.

He was wrong.

Sitting directly across from the human statue made for the most awkward conversation he ever had - if you could count back and forth silent stares as a conversation.

"So…" Jack began, breaking the silence. "How's your day going?"

The blonde chef thought he would simply be met with silence, as the girl in front of him didn't seem the type to make for small talk, she was more like an answering machine that only-

"At precisely 7:30am, I awoke from my slumber to begin my daily morning routines," she began with a monotone. Oh boy this did not sound good. "Then I proceeded to dress myself then I brushed my teeth with Oral-B toothpaste for sensitive teeth, then I cracked two eggs in the preparation to create an Omelette, then I-"

It was at this point Jack began to tune her out and began thinking of other things. He did not expect the girl to just list everything she did up until now in detail; a simple 'fine' probably would have been more fitting…then again he did just meet her.

"- and here I am chaperoning you towards Totsuki resort."

To continuously talk for ten minutes about the actions she took was honestly an impressive feat. How could anyone even remember that? It's like she's - wait - Totsuki resort? He thought his dad booked him in the famous 'Four Seasons Hotel.' Oh right! While he was in Japan, where would he stay while he was taking classes? Was he going to stay in a resort for the three years he was here? Wasn't it a twenty minute drive from the rest of the campus?

'That's going to get bloody annoying real fast.'

As much as he enjoyed a life of luxury, it made more sense to live closer to the school buildings in a dorm, or even in a house. Did his dad expect him to ride around in a Limo? It wasn't like he could drive himself because he's not old enough to get a driver's license…definitely would be nice though as he heard Japanese cars were top notch.

To be honest, he wanted to keep a low profile until he got the hang of things, or at the very least until after the entrance exam…last thing he needed was a bunch of people bothering him or smothering him with questions that he really couldn't be bothered to answer.

Exiting his thoughts, Jack decided to open the window to look at the view; he tried to look outside earlier but all the windows were tinted to the point he could only make out shapes. There was nothing really special about the scenery after taking a look outside; he did however, notice that he was no longer in the city. The driver had brought them to a thin highway-like road that seemed to curve around the mountainous forests.

Seeing that he had absolutely nothing better to do, he once again attempted to converse with the human statue.

"Hey."

"Hay is for horses."

She did not just bloody say that. It was like she grew up under a rock or something - it seemed that it would be very difficult to do so considering how busy Tokyo is. 'Has she ever heard of the internet?' Probably not. Sighing in exasperation, Jack cracked a forced smile and faced the girl in question.

"Have you ever been to Totsuki?"

"…"

"…?" All the girl did was give him the same deadpan stare she had for entire car ride.

"Yes." Again, like talking to a statue. At the very least she did not go and talk about her entire family history or something of the sort.

'Yeah this isn't worth the effort I'm just going to take a nap until we get to the resort.'

He was pretty confident he wouldn't be bothered, as the girl probably wouldn't be the type to start a conver-

"Ramsay-sama."

'F*ck me, What is it now?!' It was quite shocking to the blonde chef that Naiya - no - Dogima was able to piss him off so easily…despite him taking his father's insults for over ten years; and what's with the 'sama'?

"What." Bloody hell he needed that nap. Jet lag, no water, crankiness, literally anything could piss him off right now.

"We have reached the resort."

'Bout bloody time,' he thought, swinging his head back while giving an exasperated sigh. It was probably a better idea to spend the day to prepare what he was going to cook but there was a bed with his name on it waiting for him.

As soon as the limo pulled up, Jack didn't bother waiting for the attendants to open the door before he left by himself to take a good look at the building.

'Wow…' he thought, taking in the full view of the 5 star hotel that stood in front of him. It looked to be built from some sort of white stone from the base all the way to the 30 something floor. What stood out the most was definitely the rainbow tube that laid directly in the middle of the building. Was that the elevator tube? That must make for a great view.

"Nai-" Shit. 'F*ck me I can't remember it to save my life.' "Dogima," Jack began, ignoring the fact he nearly screwed up the custom again. "Are you coming?"

He looked back to the limo only to see that she was no longer in her seat. 'What?!' Was she some sort of ninja? How did she leave without him noticing?

"Ramsay-sama." Oh, there she was.

Jack turned towards her voice only to see her already at the entrance, holding the door open with one hand and gesturing into the hotel with the other.

'I'm too tired for this sh*t right now,' he thought dismissively, tiredly walking into the entrance to speak with the receptionist.

"Alright Ramsay, Ramsay…" the teller began, searching through the list of bookings for the name in question.

'Just a couple minutes until I'm there.' He didn't even care about the way the Japanese receptionist completely botched his last name as the only thing on his mind was that nap that seemed to evade him for some weird reason.

"Can I please see some ID?"

'Right, can't just march into a hotel without proving who you are.' No big deal, all he had to do was reach into his pocket and…

"F*ck," he began in English, remembering that his passport was in one of the suitcases he brought with him. "Me."

Frantically looking around for his suitcases, he turned his head from side to side comically, hoping to see the gold lined mahogany containers lying around. Thankfully, he noticed that one of the attendants had brought them in after he rushed out of the limo.

Normally, these little things wouldn't have irritated him this way…but he really needed that nap. As he opened the larger luggage, he fondled around the little net bag attached to the lid and managed to find a small little book labeled 'Passport: The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland'.

"Here you go…" Jack grunted, handing the little book to the receptionist.

The man behind the counter took the passport, seemingly flipping through it in slight confusion before giving a shrug and entering the back room.

After about a minute, the man came out of the room with some sort of brochure in addition to the keys.

"Here are your keys Ramsay-san, Floor 32 and room 1," he began, handing Jack the keys and brochure. "Please enjoy your stay!"

'Finally…' he thought as he made for the elevator, giving the piece of paper to Dogima without even bothering to look at it while her and the attendants followed behind him.

As soon as he entered his room, he looked around and noticed that he was staying in some sort of luxurious apartment rather than a regular suite.

'Then again, it is a 5-star hotel,' he thought, walking around before noticing the door leading to the balcony, or rather a large backyard-like garden with a pool and sundeck.

It was quite amazing really; his father rented out a pent house suite for him. Things like this certainly didn't come cheap - it must have been at least 600 pounds per night. This would have easily been a month or even two months rent for many people, but here he was, spending it like it was pocket change.

He walked around the suite, checking room by room. As he walked down the highway, his heart skipped a beat as his eyes widened, as if finding some grand truth about the universe.

All of a sudden, a pristine light seemed to shine from behind a single door. He did not understand why, but he knew what was behind it. As soon as he opened it, he saw the most beautiful princess carrying pillows frolicking towards him; water drops that shone in the beautiful sunny scene danced all over the grassy landscape. She was wearing what seemed to be a weird pillow like hat that gently fluffed in rhythm to her approach. Tears began to waterfall from his eyes and he too, began skipping towards the girl, opening his arms for the much awaited embrace.

Closer and closer they went, until finally, his eyes closed to the soft symphony of warmth and comfort.

Then he collapsed on his bed.

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Chapter 4 Finished! Next Chapter - The Transfer Exam - Spoiled Nobles

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