CH28Sake
The man who walked in the door made straight for the bar. He carefully sat down and motioned his hand for the bar tender to pour him a drink.
The girl in the corner both slammed her chopsticks down on the table. She sat staring down her bowl before slamming her hands on the table and storming out of the room. Her exit left the perfect opportunity. "What's with her?" He asked.
The bar keep usually didn't talk about her to the men who came in but he figured since she had made a scene that the man at the bar deserved an answer. "She's had a rough life." The keep responded handing the dark haired man his drink. The man at the counter locked his dark eyes on the bar keep showing interest but not pushing the matter. "She came to us fresh out of high school. She really didn't want to stay but settled in just the same. That poor girl doesn't talk much. Actually, I don't think I've ever heard her speak. She just fakes a smile and bows politely. hhh…."
"You said she had a rough life. How rough could it have been?"
The bar keeper stared at the man. He could tell the man was egging him on. "We're not sure why she acts as does, but she's always acting like her little puppy just died. She goes to work and comes back here. That girl never really gets excited about anything. The first time I saw her excited about something was when that well was threatened."
"Well?" The man asked.
"Yes" the bar keep responded. "The well over at the old Higurashi Shrine. Developers wanted the land to put in new strip mall. As soon as she found out she was marching with the protestors. I take it that the well has a special significance to her."
"What happened to the well?" The man cut off the bar keeper mid story.
"Don't know. The developers never did buy the land."
The man at the corner let off a sigh.
"You seem new round these parts."
"Not really" the man responded quickly before he could ask any more personal questions.
"I heard of the strange things that happened over at that shrine."
"Oh really?" The man questioned.
"Nevermind." The bar keeper responded trying not to sound to strange with 'well…I heard she could transverse time to 500 years in our past where she was friends with demons.'
"May I see her?" The man asked.
"Think she's pretty?"
"Well…" The man responded quickly taking a gulp of the sake in front of him.
"Well…" The barkeep responded. "No comes to call on her without an appointment."
"An appointment?" The man questioned cocking his head to the side with confusion.
"I think she's available tomorrow night. How 'bout I pencil you in?"
The man nodded.
"Oh… What do I call you?"
"Whatever you want." The man stated leaving some money on the counter and making his way to the door.
"Then I'll call you Sake."
The man froze at the doorway for only a second before leaving.