Ah, busted again. When Mitsuki asks his question Akihirio doesn't quite look guilty or uncomfortable, but it's clear Mitsuki's touched on subject that isn't entirely something he likes to joke about. Almost everyone he's worked for before is used to having a bodyguard. It makes sense that Mitsuki wouldn't know most of the ins and outs, but having to explain is still a strange, new experience. Leaving him in the dark won't work, though.

"Well... one guy went a whole month before he realized my name was Akihiro, not Akihito." That had been pretty awkward, really, but he doesn't mind bringing it up now as an example. "But whoever works for you after me probably won't do this. It's not exactly against the rules, but most guys in my line of business think it's better if we keep our distance a little." Obviously he doesn't, though he also doesn't elaborate on why. "It's not like I'll get fired unless I really screw up or you say you want me gone, but... uh, well. Maybe don't tell my boss about this." At 'this' he gestures with his glass. Shooting the shit with Mitsuki is fine, but sharing a drink is going to get him yelled at.

Oh well. Won't be the first time.