A Girl's Turmoil

Chapter 8 - Weapons Dealer

It is such a bright day for today. Well, of course, how obvious that statement was. Hours, minutes, and seconds have passed by as the world progresses. There is nothing new in the city apart from how peaceful it was and how civilized it was. People would mostly say it's all the same thing, only different days.

The current day is already in the evening, evidence from the bright orange-yellowish light rays shrouding the whole city. The sky is clear as day with very few clouds forming, floating, and romancing about. The whole streets are still bustling with cars and people walking about. The streets are noticeably crowded with students returning home from their respective schools—a pair of pigeons flying in the sky as they delightfully sound their chirping.

The sunlight happily shone over a building in the city. That certain building is actually a known restaurant in the city. That restaurant is known as COCODES Restaurant (DE decreased in font size). No, they seriously named their restaurant like that. Yet, people would call it as Cocodes Restaurant for simplicity. It's an attractive one-floor building with a vast parking lot at the front and possibly on the side of the restaurant.

The building has been circled with bushes with a height just about the bottom of the walls. The building's rooftop is notably red, while the exterior walls and pillars are whitish in color. Large rectangular windows dominate most of the restaurant walls just above the bushes, showing customers and visitors who are eating by the windows. The restaurant title is placed on the roof as a large sign, and another title placed on the wall just right on the side of the ceilings.

The walls inside the building are yellow. One column of the table is split into two by a row of plants inside a wooden wall, and each backside of the chairs is divided with wooden walls and glass panes. From what it looks like, none of the tables are placed by the windows, for now.

And now, looking through one of the large windows, a particular person is sitting there. The girl is currently sitting there all alone as she looks out the window. Her left elbow is on the table, and her cheek is on her left fist, while her right arm rests like a rock on the table. That girl is, of course, Sakurako Oomuro. The blonde girl is having a trance as she looked out the window and watched people and cars come-and-go around the parking lot.

She had already returned from school and changed into her casual clothes. She's currently wearing a light blue t-shirt, knee-length shorts, black socks, and blue shoes. She has a small satchel hanging around her shoulders to her left side of the waist. She's also currently wearing a cotton dark orchid purple jacket. The jacket doesn't have a hood, save for the collar, and the jacket is thin and made of cotton.

Despite its already evening, the day is warm and a bit colder due to the breezy wind outside. Then again, she's inside the restaurant with an air conditioner, so it makes sense that she wanted to wear a jacket. But from how Sakurako looked right now, there was another reason why she wore a jacket. Something that might've to get herself in trouble with authorities.

Sakurako looks over underneath her jacket just behind her right waist. Tucked safely on the side of her shorts, it was the Walther pistol she stole from that shootout. Moreover, the pistol is loaded with the 12+1 filled magazine, which seems pretty odd from any gun user perspective. Unless she wants to empty that one first before changing mags. The satchel also has the magazines she needs, just under some knick-knacks and her phone.

Sakurako didn't even know why she brought them around. But she had to admit that she's pretty paranoid without something to protect herself, despite that she experienced the shootout days ago.

Sakurako then puts the jacket down and hides her concealed gun. She's pretty thankful she found a jacket that would be high enough to hide her gun tucked in her shorts. It doesn't make sense for her to bring a weapon around unless she's concerned after hearing the news about the rise of criminal activities in the city.