@irishhercules
That would do. Mediocre but enough. Probably someone like his target wouldn’t be hired in anything more luxurious. Yet, it was luxurious enough to encounter customers.
Gilgamesh had chosen a table in the far corner where the dim lights had that reddish tint which made the heavy gold of his jewels even brighter, yet ominous as if cursed.
And there he waited for that blue hair to pass by, serving other customers. HIs eyes were narrowed, staring directly at Cú’s back, the unsettling feeling someone aimed a bullet with his name.
Probably he would perceive it, he was said to have keen senses, a true professional in his job. He wouldn’t have survived long enough to earn a reputation if the rumors weren’t true.
But for now, Gilgamesh was a mere customer waiting for his waiter.