[ starter: @midwinter-michizo ]
Now finally having gotten somewhat settled in the city, Kunikida found himself out and about relatively early that morning. His goal was to find a suitable job to tide him over until he either landed a solid teaching position or discovered some sort of detective agency.
Finding the former was more likely, as schools were always a staple in large cities.
He walked down a block of stores, phone in hand, eyes glancing around for any interesting signage. Anything that’d help him learn the location of a school. However, he was so entranced by his plan for the day that he needed to double-take once his gaze landed on a head of red hair.
“You ...,” he said quietly as he tucked his phone into his bag. “You’re here? That means ... the Port Mafia has taken part of this city under their control as well? Ridiculous.”












