A foreigner's journey

Walking in the direction pointed by passers-by, we soon reached the end of the street.

What comes into view is a small square with dense crowds, where three streets intersect and are very lively. To the north of the small square is a beautifully decorated bar.

The bar has three floors. The first floor occupies the largest area and has spacious wooden steps and an arched doorway at the main entrance. There is a circle of terraces on the outside of the first floor, with some empty wine barrels, tables and chairs placed on it, and light strips hanging in the arches. There are only two windows on the second floor, but they are both closed. A huge signboard - [SEVENTH HEAVEN] hangs above the arch. There are bright lights hanging on both sides of the sign, and there are also light strips wrapped around it. The third floor is a bit like a container added later, with a bent lightning cartoon icon painted on the side directly above the sign.

What a beautiful bar... Jesse subconsciously nodded his chin and commented on the bar owner's aesthetics, and then he remembered what he was here to do.

The ponytail on the back of her head swayed as she strode up the steps and pushed open the bar door.

As if a switch was turned on, the lively and noisy atmosphere suddenly hit us. The smell of wine, the aroma of food, the noise of laughter, the sound of wine glasses clashing with the table, and even the electronic sound effects of the pinball machine.

Jesse had imagined how lively this bar would be, but he still lost to his own poor imagination. The popularity of Seventh Heaven's business is not inferior to that of the luxury bars in Uptown, and is even more outrageous.

She looked around and quickly settled on the bar.

The bar stools in front of the bar are almost full, and there are both men and women. Among them, a chubby young man is sitting on the bar stool and talking happily to the beautiful woman behind the bar, and the beautiful woman is wiping the glass in her hand. Cup, he smiled and nodded from time to time in the face of the little fat man's verbal bombardment. It was obvious that the two of them knew each other well.

As he got closer and took a closer look, Jesse realized that the beauty behind the bar was not inferior to him in terms of appearance. If you included her outrageous figure, she was a one-sided loser. She has waist-length black hair, a hot figure, and an innocent and beautiful face like an angel. Her ruby-like eyes are very rare. The most important thing is her temperament, which is gentle and gentle yet lingering with strength and confidence.

It seems that she is the boss here?

Jesse walked to the bar, and it happened that the black-haired beauty had just finished talking to the chubby little fat man. The little fat man waved his hand to the black-haired beauty: "I'm so full...I'm leaving, Tifa, and the account will still be recorded in Big's Over there."

The black-haired beauty known as Tifa smiled and waved to the little fat man, then put the cleaned glass in her hand into the cup holder and looked at Jesse with a gentle and beautiful voice: "Welcome to Seventh Heaven, may I ask? do you need anything?"

"Uh... I'm a little hungry. Can you order some food?" Jesse was indeed hungry. With such a popular place, it couldn't be a black shop, right?

"Please sit over here." Tifa gestured to Jesse to sit on the bar stool that the fat man had just vacated, and then said quickly: "Today's evening menu is [Thick-cut Pork Chop Sandwich] and [Potato and Ham Salad] , I don’t know if you…”

"I want both, give me one of each."

"OK, just a second."

Watching Tifa turn around and walk to the back kitchen to start making food, through the empty window behind the bar you can clearly see the pretty face of the beautiful boss who is concentrating on her work.

Jesse felt intoxicated for a moment and then suddenly woke up and found that the guests around him were looking towards Tifa intentionally or unintentionally. Are you both the boss and the bartender, or the chef and the waitress? It seems that he is even younger than me but he has many jobs, which is very impressive.

After a while, Tifa walked back behind the bar with the dinner plate: "Please try our signature dishes [Thick-cut Pork Chop Sandwich] and [Potato and Ham Salad]."

Jesse picked up a piece of fried pork cutlet sandwich, and with just a slight squeeze, he could see the gravy overflowing from the thick cut surface of the fried pork cutlet. After one bite, the rich aroma of meat and sauce filled his mouth. It’s delicious, even better than the fried pork cutlet sandwich sold uptown. Is it because of the homemade sauce?

Jesse finished the two sandwiches quickly, and the potato and ham salad tasted great. Jesse understood why Seventh Heaven's business was so booming.

Even if it is a restaurant, there is no problem. The food is so good, so maybe the bartending skills will be even better, right? This beautiful boss named Tifa is not simple.

Jesse repositioned Tifa as a hidden master in his mind, and while flicking the salad on the plate with his fork, he watched Tifa mix drinks for the guests.

The most ordered cocktail by the guests was the [Seventh Heaven], followed by the [Cosmic Canyon]. Only two people ordered the [Golden Dream]. Is it because it is very expensive?

Seeing the guests applauding Tifa's fluent bartending skills and tipping generously, Jesse felt that the fatigue and tension he had accumulated in recent days had been relieved, and he felt a little drowsy.

"A cup of [Life Stream]."

Suddenly, a customer's order woke Jesse up from his drowsiness. The flow of life? [Astrology]? Are there any astrological companions here too?

She quickly looked at the customer who was ordering. He was a middle-aged man with brown hair pulled back. His clothes were stretched tightly with muscles, and a short metal stick hung from his waist. He sat down on the empty bar stool next to Jesse and said hello to Tifa: "Hey, isn't Heather here?"

"Long time no see Mr. Helmer."

Tifa smiled and nodded in response: "Senior brother has gone out. Calculating the time, he should be back soon. You want to wait for him and I will make you a fried pork chop sandwich, right?"

"No, no, no, a cup of [Life Stream] is enough." Helmer waved his hand quickly: "You know, the funds of the vigilante team are limited now and cannot be used at will..."

"Don't worry, whether it's the [Lifestream] or the fried pork chop sandwich, I'll treat you as a treat to the vigilantes." Tifa blinked.

Jesse, who was lying on the bar next to him, pretending to sleep, had his ears perked up. Vigilante team! Listen to this name, this guy named Helmer must know the clues to the [Astrology] gathering! As long as you go to that gathering, you may find [Avalanche] members!

Jesse thought for a moment, secretly wrote a note under the cup, and then pushed the cup in front of Helmer.

Helmer looked at the girl next to him strangely, moved the cup away and looked at the note, which read - [Astrology? 】

Isn't this girl too reckless? Did anyone ask about a secret meeting like this?

Helmer resisted the urge to roll his eyes, pushed the cup back intact, and just crumpled the note into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

This time it was Jesse's turn to wonder, what do you mean? Give me a pleasant word.

Helmer leaned close to Jesse's ear and whispered: "Don't bother. In the slums of Qifan Street, if the [Astrology] meeting is to be held, one person's consent must be obtained."

"Who?" Jesse looked up, looking curious.

Before Helmer could answer, the door of the bar behind him suddenly opened with a bang.

Seeing the figure coming in, the tone of the entire bar dropped two notches.

Without looking back, Helmer already knew who had come in through the reactions of the drinkers, and answered Jesse's question in a low voice without looking back:

"he."

PS: I would like to do double updates, but my strength does not allow it. Let's wait for the weekend...