It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
A tall, thin black haired man wearing a school uniform walked in. His hair was spiky, but slicked back a bit, and he looked over the different baked goods in the store, before approaching the counter, “Hello. I’m just wondering if you know about anyone named Kira Yoshikage. Has he been here before?”
The student was clearly muscular despite his slim build, and certainly had an air of confidence about him, but didn’t seem arrogant about it.
Caesar made a startled little squeaking noise when his voice rang in her ears so suddenly. She opened her big green eyes as her face started to flush in embarrassment. She wasn’t really paying attention at all.
Putting her small hands down on the counter she looked up at him for a moment, her watery eyes searching his face. “Y..Yoshikage… Kira? It sounds familiar… but I only take names on credit cards, online orders or call ins..”
“Hm… Perhaps if you could check your records? Maybe if he’s called in at some point? If he had any special orders?” He asked hopefully, glancing down to her nametag.
“Caesar, huh? Rare to find an Italian name in Morioh. My name’s Jonathan, just call me Jowi.”
“Um.. w-would you like to help me? I’m afraid all of my records are on paper…” Caesar replies in a shy tone, almost sinking under the counter to hide from his odd stare.
She remains above the counter though, fumbling with the cat shaped name tag pinned to her frilly pink apron. “Oh, I’m not from here.. It seems you aren’t either with a British name like Jonathan. I’ve always loved that name…”
He chuckled and nodded, “My family is from London, but I am from Morioh.” He replied, “But yes, I would be happy to help you go through your records.”
He walked around and behind the counter, a soft and happy expression on his face.
“We’re not busy at all anyways..” Caesar slid out of her seat, now standing at just under five feet tall. Even her small stature embarrassed herself as she walked him back to the office where they kept all their files.
Even the filing cabinet was taller than her, but luckily she bent over to open the bottom drawer, sighing softly. She’d forgotten if her skirt was too small so she immediately shot back into the upright standing position, pulling at the end of the back of her dress shyly. “Here is where we keep them..”
Jowi didn’t notice her skirt, he wasn’t that type of guy. His mind was on finding Shiechi’s killer right now. He took the files, and began flipping through them, calling on Star Platinum to help him search faster, unaware Of Caesar’s stand.