[Izumo enters, seemingly unbothered by the atmosphere. Though, he does glance back at Eric, it's meaning clear: Just stay close.
The customers in the bar are a complete opposite of the usual ones that goes to Izumo's bar. They're loud, almost enough to the point where their own voices could barely be heard of spoken at a normal level.
He slides through the crowd, immediately walking up to the bar. Speaking English, he asks the barkeep to get his manager, and an overly polite smile had the barkeep scurrying to the back. In the meantime, Izumo scans the bar, easily spotting a few others their Clan had messed with in the past.]
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The customers in the bar are a complete opposite of the usual ones that goes to Izumo's bar. They're loud, almost enough to the point where their own voices could barely be heard of spoken at a normal level.
He slides through the crowd, immediately walking up to the bar. Speaking English, he asks the barkeep to get his manager, and an overly polite smile had the barkeep scurrying to the back. In the meantime, Izumo scans the bar, easily spotting a few others their Clan had messed with in the past.]