Out in the cold once more and headed south of Fleur Boulevard; their breakfasts had and Kineko sat at home with a babysitter.
Clouds thickly coated the sky—dark greys they were. The wind howled, leaving little rays of sunlight to freckle the roads. "This is the place," Kazuo told as they walked across the street after looking both ways.
The busy road had been split into four at an odd angle, leaving uneven symmetry between them. Between the gothic streetlamps and the ongoing traffic, were hundreds of people making their way across and around.
They were no different and they headed towards the building with its entrance at the corner. The red-bricked building was only two stories high and the windows above were all seemingly shut.
