Despite the awful working hours, Katsuro always tried to get up at the same time. After just a few hours sleep his mood was not the best. He prepared himself a simple breakfast. Sure it was already afternoon but the first food after sleeping was breakfast. Katsuro didn't feel like stopping by the bakery today however getting some fresh air seemed like a good idea. As fresh as the air from a cigarette could be. His feet automatically carries him towards the neutral zone. He doubted that he would meet Greg today, not after what happened yesterday.