[color=007236]“Damn!” [/color]exclaimed Gentaro after the new quake. The man was breathing heavily yet it wasn’t because of the running, in fact, he was proud of having a strong physical condition thus this was no different than jogging. He was tired due to the chain of events, the surprise and fear had greatly affected his focus and resistance, thankfully his hidden store was close as he installed it in Akiba as the city was perfect for business not only in the legal side but also illegal.

[color=00a99d][i]Hmm? What’s this?...[/i][/color] Wondered the bulky man as he saw a considerable number of people in front of his office.
[color=00a99d][i]Clients? Never seen this many before. Don’t tell me it’s because of the monsters…[/i][/color] Thought the man while looking at the small crowd.
On the legal side he was supposedly an accountant, he doubted that many people were interested in dealing with economic issues in a time like this, the logic conclusion was that these were people who knew about his real job or at least had heard the rumors and held a small glint of hope to find something to defend themselves with.

The man carefully surrounded the crowd trying to not be noticed, he would use the back entrance yet he couldn’t hide a smile that drew on his face.

[color=00a99d][i]Simply excellent, never had that many clients before, perhaps is a good time to leave this shitty country, it’s falling apart after all.[/i][/color] Thought while entering the building.

What Gentaro called his storehouse was a very big basement within the two stores building which composed his office and whole business department in general.

He opened the door only to be received by an avalanche of desperate people, skilled as he was the man managed to calm them down, it was just as he thought, they were seeking for weapons. It wasn’t an easy task to gather them hence the price was often expensive, even with that, the number of clients and his experience told him that it was the best idea to lower it a bit, after all the profit will be considerable.

Although he used the basement to keep the weapons he had a few hidden in the office and thus the first sales went smoothly, it was the first time he sold weapons openly as if this were to be any common drug store, for a moment it felt weird but he ignored the feeling, he would had even forgotten the whole chaos weren’t by the fact the fearful clients talk about it in despair.

[color=662d91]“I… I was too assaulted by one of these things… I’ve never run too much before in my life!”[/color]
[color=ed145b]“I was lucky I could beat that thing, but is now stuck in my cellphone, what’s going on?”[/color]
[color=f7941d]“Is the end of the world I tell you, these are demons, this is the judgement day!!!”[/color]
And like that the men talked and talked.

[color=007236]“Quiet!”[/color] Exclaimed as one of the desperate men demanded a handgun.
[color=007236]“That’s 60.000 yen, I’ll only accept the full cash.”[/color] Said with a stern tone, the man replied with a complain, a excuse and a promise of giving him the rest of the money later.
[color=007236]“If there is no money then there is no weapon, good luck being ripped apart by the monsters”[/color] said without changing his expression.
Out of madness the client decided it was better to attack him and take the guns themselves, in fact many agreed and weren’t to be by the fact that Gentaro arrived at time they would had probably broke in the store and steal all for them.
However, the client committed a mistake, he was dealing with a man made for the job. For a moment they all went speechless as the aggressive client lied now in the floor groaning in pain while grabbing his leg. Smoke poured from a gun held in Gentaro’s right arm, the same one he used to shot him in the leg.

[color=007236]“As I said, if there is no money get outta here”[/color] said with a calm yet threatening tone. 
Things flew smoothly after that as no one tried to assault him again.

As expected, the weapons he had in the office had been now all handled. Gentaro exhaled his cigarette’s smoke and said [color=007236]“Wait there, I’ll go for more weapons”[/color]
The clients again revolted yet the only click of Gentaro’s gun calmed them down.
[color=00a99d][i]Tch! I really hate disorder[/i][/color] thought while heading to his basement.

The man pressed his hand against the knob and immediately felt that something was wrong. It was cold, extremely cold. He closed his eyes for a second readying for whatever was waiting for him inside and then opened it.