[CycloneKira]

Akira went his way and started to look around for a pub. He had more than one reason for thinking of a pub. First, even at this time, there would be a few people hanging out in the bar, mostly homeless drunks. In Akira's experience, those were the people who knew things, probably much more than the regular vigilant townspeople. Second, he figured he could use a drink himself. Of course, going overboard was out of the question this time. He had a job to do. The best part had to be that at this time, there wouldn't be too many people. Less witnesses.

He took out his scarf and tied it around his face, covering most of it. He left enough uncovered so he could see. He then walked into what was easily the most shady pub in town. Perfect. Any respectable person would steer clear of this place. Feeling that this place might help him, Akira walked inside, making sure his face was covered.