With quick steps to navigate around his small room, Aonaka tried to get ready as fast as possible. If he was right about where the sun was, it meant that he had slept at least 10 minutes than usual, he wasn't that much of a stuck up, but it seemed as if fate had its plans of always making Aonaka wake up a bit late whenever he had a job to do, figurative or literally.
After putting on his shirt, he decided to go for a dark grey sweater this time around instead of his usual red. He petted the chin of his beast companion with his index and middle fingers with a slight smile and peaceful expression to greet him on this day and searched around the room quickly to find his keys.
The streets of Oak seemed a little bit more crowded than they usually did. Loud noises of indescribable talkings and cheers ventured the town. With a questioning but more of a natural look Aonaka looked around, then turned on his heels towards his destination. Doctor Mabuz' so called store has been a regular point in his life, like a pub for the common man or woman, or the chair by the fireplace for the detective. He had just come back from a mission from there yesterday in which he had stumbled upon a familiar someone, in particular, a story that perhaps could be the most peculiar, for another day.
The same alleyway showed itself from his peripheral vision and he stopped in his tracks. Would he stop if he didn't see the slight sight of the alleyway? "Eh..." he mumbled realising that he was lost in thought. "That no good," he said, his words and syntax said wrong as he was interrupted by an acid reflex that felt the most vile. He walked towards the alleyway and the store door before opening the door and hearing that same damn bell while holding his stomach. "Hey Doc, do you have any baking soda?" he asked, as consuming a little bit of it would help ease the pain immediately.
Aonaka listened to the doctor's explanation about his request drinking the glass of water to down the teaspoon of baking soda and inhaled. "This feels the most uncomfortable," he mumbled. Hurting people was a grey concept he didn't think much of, hurting people for no reason, however, was just stupid and akin to the barbarians he hates so much. "They won't get hurt," the doctor said in an elongated, annoyed tone. "It's just a test, just think of the money... And if you are not going to do it, then I guess I'll just leave it to your partner." doctor said. It was another partner situation, huh? Who was it this time? "Who is it?" Aonaka asked. But perhaps the doctor wouldn't need to answer.