The sun set in the west and nightfall arrived.
The deep autumn breeze made the pedestrians hasten their steps, especially in the East Sector, a quiet place without many bars or clubs. The whole sector fell asleep after 8pm, no pedestrians were walking on the street, only a patrol car strolling down the streets occasionally.
Outside Leaf Dining, the little blackboard was hung up.
Closed for today.
The words were written clearly in neat handwriting.
Huu!
The door of the restaurant was opened though, the autumn breeze entering easily.
The temperature in the restaurant plummeted, especially when something came along with the wind, feeling extra chilly and gloomy.
Kieran sat on his stool like always, like nothing happened, reading the newspaper for the day with his sword [Sharp Standard-Issued Sword] placed on top of the counter.
Dap, Dap Dap.
Heavy footsteps came from the alleyway ahead.
