Jin does what Himari told him on the phone earlier. He dresses in plain black casual attire and does not bother to gel his hair today. He had already learned from the time they traveled through Chinatown together that wearing a suit while Himari acts like a child is never a good idea. After drying and styling his hair, Jin grabs his car keys and wallet before leaving his house.
The Verita Hotel is only thirty minutes away from his house. Jin plans to get himself a cup of coffee first before meeting that woman. But before he can give his car keys to the valet, he sees something hilarious from his peripheral vision. It's his lunatic girlfriend, Himari.
Himari run towards the exit and looks around. When she noticed his car, Jin can see Himari's eyes sparkles and dashes towards his direction. She quickly opens  the car door and sits  on the passenger seat.
"Go! Just go! Now!" Himari explained as she fastened her seatbelt.
"What?"
"Just drive. Now!"
"Tch."
Jin, despite his irritation, obeys her instructions and begins driving the car. Himari let out a sigh before leaning into the car seat. A few minutes later, she raises her head to face Jin.
"My handsome and stoic boyfriend, are you upset with me?" 
"What do you think?" Jin asked her back.
"Oh, wait. Let me see. You are gripping the steering wheel tightly, your brows are furrowed, your lips are pursed, you are not giving me any good answers, and your voice is a little thick, possibly from stress. So, yeah. You are indeed upset with me." Himari answered him with a smile.
Jin gives Himari a sidelong glare, but she does not flinch as before. Jin sighs in frustration as he parks his car on the side of the road and takes a proper look at Himari. He just noticed that Himari is now wearing denim jumper shorts that reach her mid-thighs, a plain white shirt underneath, and white sneakers. Her hair is now tied into a high ponytail, and her bangs are clipped sideways, making her face more visible than usual.
"Do you like it?" Himari suddenly asked. "I purposely wear this outfit just for you."
"...Why?"
"Isn't it obvious? I am trying to woo you!" Himari proudly said. "You see, I do not know what's your type in women. Do you like the sexy type? The girlish type? The innocent looks? Or the hard to get type?"
"Himari—"
"I have tried the casual and innocent look before, but you did not react. So I tried the girlish look today. So how did it go?" Himari asked, twisting the end of her hair on her finger and blinking her eyes.
"Unbelievable!" Jin spat, glaring at Himari.
"Aww. So you do not like the girlish type. Oh well. I have plenty of opportunities to woo you in the future." Himari said casually, moving a little to make herself more comfortable. "So, what exactly are you waiting for? Start driving your car again before Akito finds us."
"Himari!" Jin called her name in a loud voice.
"I know that is my beautiful name. You do not have to shout it that loud, Jin." Himari replied with an amused smile. "Anyways, take your car to Eighth Avenue Street. I made a reservation at a seafood restaurant nearby. I heard one of my men mention that restaurants serve delicious prawns.
Jin did not move nor touch his steering wheel. For once, Jin has a ridiculous idea to make Himari frustrated or angry because her plans are not working out. This woman is always smiling, as if nothing around her bothers her or makes her feel bad. And this idea corresponds to his displeasure with her princess attitude. Maybe someone needs to teach this woman how to be obedient. 
After a full minute, Jin is still not driving his car. Himari stops humming a soft tune to herself and focuses on him. Her puzzled and round eyes are fixed on him. Jin gives her a quick glance before looking straight ahead and focusing on the cars passing by. 
"Oh," Himari said, pulling a phone from the small pocket on her jumper shorts.
Jin can see Himari opening her phone and dialing a series of numbers in his peripheral vision. Then she presses the loudspeaker button. They can both hear the loud ringing sound from her phone. After two rings, the person on the other end of the line picks up.
"Hi, Akito!" Himari happily greeted her bodyguard.
(Himari, where are you? I swear, if you put yourself in danger again, I will not hesitate to tie you to a chair just to ensure that you do not disappear from our sight!)
Jin raises his eyebrows when he hears that. To think that Himari's right-hand man, who also serves as her bodyguard, can speak casually to his boss like that. Aside from the managers, no one in the Dragons dares to act recklessly or disrespectfully in front of him. They are all treating Jin with complete respect. 
Suddenly, Jin notices two things based on those words. First, it appears that this is not the first time Akito has spoken informally to Himari. Himari trusts Akito so much that she let him speak and handle everything during the White Dragons and Silver Tigers' official meeting. Himari and Akito appear to have more than just a boss-bodyguard relationship.
Second, it appears that the woman sitting next to him is constantly involved in difficult situations. Jin can not see Akito's face right now, but he can imagine the exhaustion on his face by listening to his voice. He must be in a lot of pain taking care of this strange, insane woman. 
"Aww. I miss you too, Akito! But don't worry too much though. What if no one will date you because your face is full of wrinkles? Your father will be disappointed because he will not have a grandchild to hug. Himari said, pouting her lips as if the person on the other end of the line could see her right now.
(And whose fault is that, huh?)
"Of course it is your fault. Who told you not to take good care of yourself anyway?" Himari retorted.
(Himari, you better tell me—)
"You always protect the original contract I signed with the other groups, correct?"
Akito goes silent for a few minutes before they hear him respond again, possibly due to the sudden topic Himari brought up or the sudden change in her tone.
(Yes, miss.)
"That's good." Himari said, and Jin noticed her quick glance in his direction before continuing. "I am thinking that maybe we should reduce the number of documents we have by burning some of them in my grandfather's fireplace.)
(...Should I start looking for that trash now and clean up the possible mess it will bring to you later?)
"Don't worry. You can easily find it because I signed it not more than a month ago."