"Thank you everyone. It was a pleasure meeting you all." Kyoya clasped his hands together and concluded the presentation he was giving, thus, ending the meeting. "We shall unite next week to look deep into this matter."
"We will be looking forward to it." The blonde, Chris, replied.
Kyoya respectfully gestured everyone to exit the meeting room.
"It was great to attend the meeting at your office, Mr. Tategami. How about we start a partnership? You can always have the higher share." A white haired man, Dynamis suggested, as he walked up to Kyoya after everyone left.
"Your offer seems promising, but I have no plans on starting a partnership with anyone at this time. However, we can develop a new product- consider it a joint venture."
"That could be arranged. You can have my card. Call me whenever you want to work on it." Dynamis smiled, and held out the card for Kyoya to take.
Taking the card from his hand, Kyoya politely stated, "I'll think about it."
Just as Kyoya exited the lift to go home, he encountered Madoka.
"Ms. Amano, you're still here? How come you didn't go home yet?" Kyoya asked, encircling his black coat around his arm.
"You said you'd call me if you need me, so I thought I'd have to stay until the meeting ends." Madoka replied, yawning slightly.
"Oh, my bad. I should've let you go. It's so late now. How do you plan on going home?" Kyoya checked his watch, which pictured 11 pm.
"I-I'll walk home, like the usual."
"I'll drop you home." Kyoya shook his head, obviously not agreeing on her walking home all by herself this late.
"N-no need sir. It's okay, I'll manage." Madoka pretended, squealing from the inside, that her handsome boss will drop her home in his expensive car.
"Nonsense. Come with me." Kyoya grasped her arm gently, and walked outside to the parking area with her.
Madoka could feel herself blushing real hard. Good thing that Kyoya wasn't facing her.
When they both landed in the parking lot, Kyoya opened his car's door for her, signaling her to sit inside.
Without hesitation, Madoka entered the expensive black car with ease.
You shouldn't act like you own it. Just act natural!
Entering the car too, Kyoya inserted the keys and rode off.
"Are you comfortable?" Kyoya asked, taking a look at Madoka.
She nodded, answering his question.
Wow. He is such a gentleman. How could someone not feel comfortable with him?
"My home isn't that way." Madoka looked out from the window, straightening her back, feeling uneasy.
"You're right. Your home is not that way." Kyoya smirked, making Madoka feel a bit uncomfortable.
"W-where are we going?" She gulped, looking at his smirking face.
"Calm down," he laughed, "we are just going for coffee."
This eased Madoka a little. "At this time?"
"Yes. Does there have to be a specific time for drinking coffee?" Kyoya sneered; slowing down his car as he almost reached the place.
"No, but…"
"You know what? This is my treat to you for arranging everything so perfectly today. We usually have connectivity issues during presentations, but this time, nothing went wrong. So yeah, you did a pretty good job, Ms. Amano." Kyoya appreciated the brunette, making her blush at his comments.
"I appreciate you complimenting my work, but you don't have to treat me for it. I will be working here till your satisfaction, so it's my job. I get my reward in the form of my salary; hence, you don't have to do this for me." Madoka let it all out, her eyes glued to the gear the entire time, leaving a speechless Kyoya staring at her.
After blinking for a few times, Kyoya smiled, "You are way more than I thought you'd be, Ms. Amano. Consider this treat as a kind gesture from me. Nothing else."
"You are too kind sir. I really appreciate all that you have done for me today." She smiled back at the handsome face.
Nodding, and smiling at her, he parked the car in front of the café, "Let's go."
Moving out of the car, he opened the door for Madoka as well, and moved inside the café along with her.
"Good thing they don't have a lot of customers at this time. Otherwise this place is filled with folks.
Reading the name of the café, Madoka gasped, "But this is such an expensive place." She once visited this café with her friend, who paid for everything they ate, and she clearly remembered that everything they ate was very costly.
"…and they serve the best coffee." Kyoya spoke, walking towards a table for two.
What? Stupid! Paying for expensive coffee is not a problem for him. I shouldn't have said that.
After sitting down, Kyoya called for the waitress to take their order. "Two cups of cappuccino."
"How do you know I like cappuccino?" Madoka giggled.
"Who doesn't like cappuccino?" Kyoya said, as if stating the obvious, looking for more food to order from the menu.
"Two chocolate fudge brownies too."
"I-I don't want the brownie." Madoka lied, so that she wouldn't be a burden on Kyoya's wallet.
"Are you saying that because it's expensive?" Kyoya looked up at her, giving her the 'are you serious?' expression.
Gasping once again, Madoka asked, "How did you know?"
Am I overreacting due to the constant gasping?
"It's written all over your face." Kyoya looked at her directly.
Covering her face with her hands, Madoka blushed slightly, this time in embarrassment.
Laughing, and considering the action done by the brunette, cute, Kyoya shook his head. "You don't have to worry about money, Ms. Amano."
I know.
Removing her hands from her face, Madoka nodded and smiled at the green haired man. "Thank you sir."
"What for?" He raised an eyebrow. "And please don't call me sir. We are not in office right now. Consider me your friend for now."
"Hmm, I like that. I like the fact that you are not hooked up with work when you are outside the office, and are actually a different person than you are in the office." Madoka claimed, clasping her hands together.
"Are you saying that I have a split personality, or I am two faced?" Kyoya raised an eyebrow, and then started to laugh. "I'm just messing with you."
"I know, I know. And well, thank you for hiring me, supporting me, appreciating me and saving my back in the morning." Madoka laughed slightly, also really appreciating what her boss actually did for her.
"Madoka, I'd do this for anyone working for me, and if I have someone so talented like you, why would I miss the chance to appreciate your work?" Kyoya stated in a matter-of-factly tone.
Madoka was a little surprised over how he went from Ms. Amano to Madoka.
Maybe he feels good talking to me.
"Your personality is very intriguing. It is way different from that of the usual bosses, you know what comes to your mind when say the word, boss." Madoka appreciated the man sitting in front of her.
"And what comes to your mind when you say the word, boss?" Kyoya moved in a little close to her, his smirk widening every second.
"You know old men, aggressive, commanding, always wanting their employees to work overtime and not even paying them more for working tirelessly." Madoka gestured with her hands, making Kyoya to laugh to no end.
"That is your description of a boss?" Tears started to fall from his eyes because of the constant laughing.
"That is my description of a typical boss, but obviously not describing you. Besides, my boss is not a boss, he is the boss." She posed proudly, not noticing that Kyoya had stopped laughing, and had his eyes glued to her.
"Oh really?" He moved in a bit more closer. "Well looks like my secretary really respects me."
"O-of course I respect you." Madoka stuttered a little at Kyoya moving in close to her.
Just as he was about to say something, the waitress came in, placing two cups of cappuccino and two plates of chocolate fudge brownies on the table.
"Do you need anything else sir?" She asked courteously.
"No thank you." Kyoya replied, as he held a fork and started to cut his brownie.
"Eat the brownie, Madoka. It's really good."
Nodding, she held a fork to eat her brownie and ended up smudging some on the sides of her lips.
Taking a napkin from the table, Kyoya held it close to Madoka's face, making her eyes widen and stare at him. He wiped off the chocolate off her face, making Madoka blush at the touch of his hands, although through the napkin. Immediately after Kyoya moved his hand back, she realized how embarrassing would it have been, eating with smudging some on your face, in front of your boss. However, that was the least of her concerns right now. She looked at how Kyoya drank his coffee and ate his brownie, admiring the manner and the decency.
How can someone be so good at everything?
"Please drop me home after this." Madoka let out an almost inaudible voice, for only Kyoya to hear, who nodded in response, taking the last sip of his coffee.