That group of men had completely ruined the atmosphere of the restaurant for him and he found himself to be extremely restless. He kept his hand near his gun and kept an eye on the place vigilantly, like he was expecting there to be a strike of some kind. Continuing to act like a tiger waiting to pounce on its prey, who would not hesitate to plant a bullet in every last person in this restaurant if he had to. The expression on his face, though he was a bit more relaxed, was enough to show his potential to be a very deadly and violent man if he had to. He didnâ€™t make a profession out of being a hired gun for nothing after all. More sake was brought for him but he grinned faintly and declined it though it was obvious he didnâ€™t want to. He was a horrible alcoholic, the kind who would get so drunk he would wake up and forget most of what happened the other night, but it was work first drunkenness later when it came to this situation. It didnâ€™t matter how exceptional his marksmanship was he was of no use carrying out his job while alcohol impaired him in any way.<br/><br/>Shizu was right to suspect that he would pick up on her discomfort easily. When she spoke, he gave her his full attention and looked her over. He then gave her a slow nod before he threw the money on the table and stood from his seat, hoping he was right about the amount, not even bothering to finish what remained of his soup. If she was uncomfortable being here and it was obvious he was as well then there was no reason to remain. He didnâ€™t want her to feel any more uncomfortable than she already was, fearing that he would only lose the little trust she was placing in him. She expected him to keep her safe and he would continue to do just that. There was no doubt in his mind that those men did not come in here looking for a meal, trouble practically oozed from them, and so it was best that they take their leave while they still could. He was a violent man but he was far from bloodthirsty, at least in the sense that he would not start a fight if it could be avoided.<br/><br/>Not even bothering to ask for her permission, he gently grabbed her arm and began to walk her quickly through the restaurant, hoping they were not seen as they left. When they were back outside he relaxed a bit but he made sure she stayed close to him. It was more of a protective thing than being obsessive about his job. His facial expression was calm and neutral, even if he walked at a swift pace to get as far away from the restaurant as he could. He was sure she didnâ€™t want to go back to the hotel either, so he walked until he came to a rather beautiful park. Japan has always loved nature and even in modern times he was sure that Shizu was aware that the country has not changed at least in that sense. He was not a mind reader, but he had a feeling that she might appreciate him brining her somewhere that she could have at least some sense of peace of mind. Or so he hoped. He was a bit nervous about it, honestly, though he dared not show it.<br/><br/>â€œThis park isâ€¦ another little gem I have discovered in my short time here,â€ he told her with a faint grin as he took in a deep breath of fresh air to relax a bit more. â€œI figured you did not wish to go back to the hotel so Iâ€¦ decided to come here instead.â€ The park was fairly spacious for being in the city, surrounded by some local plants and a play area for children. The morning air was still cool which made this even more perfect for relaxing. It was peaceful. Very peaceful. And he was enjoying himself, hoping that Shizu could find peace here as well until they decided to move again. However such hopes of having peace were shattered completely at the sound of a gunshot.<br/><br/>Immediately, he reached for hit gun, looking around amongst the crowd of frightened people running for their lives in an unorganized fashion. He made sure Shizu, once again, stayed with him while he moved amongst the crowd carefully. Every now and then he would look over his shoulder to see if she was still following while keeping an eye out for the attacker. He finally spotted one of the men from the restaurant and groaned under his breath. Picking up the pace, he turned down an alley way hoping to lose the man but he was persistent. The man continued to fire off a few rounds, it was a miracle none hit, though he could tell his pace was slowing somewhat. Though Azrai was not a fast runner, he definitely had the endurance to keep his pace for a long time despite being somewhat stiff from the long walk he took on the other day when he went to rescue Shizu from her prison. When he felt he had lost the man, he stopped running.<br/><br/>His heart was racing and his breathing was heavy, eyes ever alert as he made sure the coast was clear before they moved again. He looked to Shizu to speak to her when suddenly he heard a sound up ahead and his hand jumped to his gun. Drawing the Desert Eagle from its holster, his eyes fell upon the figure and he tackled the man to the ground. He then proceeded to slam the manâ€™s head down twice before he looked to Shizu again, â€œI suppose you would not mind translating for me to the best of your ability?â€ He asked, keeping his gun jammed against the manâ€™s temple, and then he got off the man and pulled him up only to slam him against the wall of the building. â€œIf you refuse to give me the answers I want, I shall proceed to blow your brains out.â€ He told the man, hoping Shizu would translate, even if judging by the manâ€™s smile he knew English.<br/><br/>A grin crossed his expression again, only this time it was a dark grin that showed his mildly sadistic tendencies. The man was still quiet. He took his pistol and smacked the man across the face with it, hard enough to give the man a nosebleed.