Blind man's buff
*He had chosen his best red tie and jacket. He even tried to comb his hair, but with poor success. The long forgotten black bag in his hand, ready to go. it was the time to make his good intentions become true. Writing them down was useless, if that was the only thing Adachi restrained himself to doing.
He left home early in the morning and started wandering around the city, looking for a place that seemed to need employees. However, that time, he was searching for something more rewarding than working in a shop or similar. He wanted to aim a bit higher than before: Adachi didn't want to be stuck in those useless part time jobs, he wanted something that'd have kept him busy for life; or at least for a long time. Too bad he had absolutely no idea of what would have fit him: what were his abilities, his strong points? Adachi was clever, he had an extensive knowledge, but then...what else? In his curriculum, the only thing written were that he had worked as a police officer and that he had been in prison; and the latter was more than a weak point than anything.
But hey, no way he was going to give ok? Just open better your eyes and don't leave out a thing, uh? The few people walking in Inaba like him were looking at their favorite criminal with the same disgusted expression they always wore, but Adachi had got used of it. They didn't really mattered, after all. The only important thing was to find a proper job; and fast.*
