Katsu walked away from the nice little patisserie, a package stuffed between his arm and chest. He looked back and waved, smiling.
"Thank you for the desert, Mr Masaru!" he called back, turning to see the old man respond to him with a cheerful smile.
"Anytime, Katsu," he answered. "Come back soon! You haven't been here in ages."
Katsu nodded with an innocent smile and turned ahead again, looking down at the package. "I think I deserved this nice dinner..."

As he walked away from the shop, he felt something almost pull him back. He turned around and looked at the shop once more. [i]No... Fuck it, I'm not going back to the base today.[/i] The boy was sick of that sociopath ordering him around, telling him to "do this" or "kill that". He had a big problem with some of the jobs he was given. He could take care of anyone, even kids, but he could never orphan a child, knowing what kind of a life orphans lead. [i]Maybe I should... No, not yet. If I do, he might try to threaten me into coming back.[/i] Perhaps he was overthinking the issue, overestimating Hei's cruelty. He shrugged the idea away and sighed. As he was deciding what to do next, he remembered something: the girl from before had given him a small piece of paper with something on it. [i]That girl's probably still with Jack. If so, I could apologize to him for how I acted earlier today.[/i] He pulled it out of his pocket and opened it with his free hand. It was an address, one he knew well.

He started walking towards the area in which the address was. He looked around, seeing how the streets were crowded, he decided to go through an alley. As he walked through it, he heard small footsteps, obviously trying to conceal themselves were heard from behind. Katsu stopped and turned around quickly, seeing a young boy with a knife in his hand and mud all over his face. Katsu heaved a sigh and gave the kid a pitiful look. 
"What do you want?"
The kid recoiled, almost as if he was scared. The knife dropped from the boy's hand as he did. 
"Is it the cookies?"
The boy looked down at the package with the name of the patisserie written on it, almost as if answering his question. Katsu opened it up and pulled the bag with all of the cookies out. 
"Here, take these. You can tell your friends you took it by force," he said, winking. 
The boy looked shocked but he quickly recovered and grabbed the bag, running away, leaving the knife behind. A smile curled up Katsu's lips as the boy ran off into the dark streets.

[i]Huh... I gave him the cookies but now there's none left for me. I guess I'll have to make do with the cake and cupcakes.[/i] He kept going down the route he had mapped out in his head. When he arrived at his target, he saw the diner with two familiar figures sitting inside. He knocked on the window and smiled. Thinking that they wouldn't react well, he rested the box against the window, revealing the name written on it. He mouthed: "Want some?"