The smell of sushi lingered all around the street.

Yes, it was a rainy day in Yokohoma. But where the rain didn't cast it's smell, it'd likely smell of seafood or soup. It had quite a charm to it.

The restaurant was busy, knives cutting, people talking. It was a comfortable sight.

So, Ryūnosuke found himself walking in.

He didn't plan to pay or anything. Really, he didn't. Because they wouldn't dare ask money of him. They didn't like him, but they were scared of him.

With a swift motion, he stepped inside. Walking up to an empty table, he plopped down. He wasn't hungry, there was too much on his mind. But he had a mission later on, which required food or at least an energy sort.

Ryūnosuke didn't look up at the waiter that attended him.

"Two onigiri with the spicy mayo tuna, three cucumber maki rolls and some boiled tofu."