[Straywolf]

Makoto aimed her handgun at the white-haired man. She heard something rummaging through the garbage in the alleyway. Probably some stray ca- Before she could finish the thought, a trash can lid struck her arm. "Gah!" Makoto stumbled and fell onto the ground, nearly falling off the third floor. Her handgun slid five feet away from her.

Tch, what the hell? Where did that come from?! She rubbed her arm, and tried to shake off the pain. Makoto stood up, and looked outside. It's that officer... and... that red-haired girl he talked to earlier is watching from the sidelines too. Makoto picked up her handgun, and hid behind a pillar, trying to process what just happened.