My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Aoba House.

The name is very similar to cherry blossoms.

But after arriving at the place, Ethan looked at the thirty-story building in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Can this thing be called a house?

He shook his head and turned the accelerator. The motorcycle continued to roar, and followed the yellow chariot in front of him into the underground garage, and found a remote corner to stop.

The two took off their helmets and fixed their hair.

Put on your sunglasses.

Without any words, he walked towards the elevator.

The reason why there is no hiding method is that in addition to being the headquarters of Crazy 88, Aoba House is also a large izakaya, and ordinary people only know it as an entertainment venue.

There are not a few people who come here to drink and have fun every night, so there is no need for them to hide it deliberately.

Press the button and go straight to the top floor.

After a long silence, the elevator door dinged open.

Then there was the sound of music.

After walking out of the elevator, there was a long cherry blossom-style corridor. They followed other drinkers and walked in the direction of the music.

At first, Ethan was worried that Beatrice's dress was too ostentatious.

Now I find that it's no problem at all.

Motorcycling clothes are nothing here. Suits, evening dresses, floral shirts, hot pants, kimonos, etc. can be worn in any way. When you step out of the porch, you will see such a scene of demons dancing wildly.

The interior of the top floor of the building is completely decorated with a cherry blossom-style wooden building.

A large back-style izakaya.

There are two floors, with a dance floor in the middle. A girl band wearing short skirts is playing guitar excitedly on the performance stage, and the drums are beating crazily.

On the dance floor, it was the demons dancing wildly that Ethan saw.

Dozens of people were jumping around there, venting their fatigue after a hard day's work.

around the dance floor in the middle.

There are many small low tables scattered in the lobby on the first floor. The traditional-style table lamps on them illuminate the smiling faces of the drinkers. Along with the sound of music, they are constantly changing glasses and enjoying the happiness that sake brings them.

There is also a Western-style bar on the side.

Guys in waiter costumes throw wine bottles and mix cocktails, providing drinkers with another choice.

Ethan and Beatrice grew farther apart.

After all, the two people's styles don't match at all, and they look very weird when they walk together.

Following the drinker who had just taken the elevator up, Ethan walked inside and crossed a delicate wooden bridge. Ethan discovered that there was constant water flowing underneath and a few koi carp swimming.

Around the Aoba House, a small stream was artificially created.

The middle is dotted with rockeries and green plants.

This kind of perfect integration of nature feels quite good, and it feels a bit free and easy to enjoy modern scenery among mountains and rivers.

The water sloshed.

The carp swung its bright red tail and dived under the rockery rocks.

Ethan withdrew his gaze and continued walking.

There were wide stairs on both sides of the stage that led directly to the second floor. Inside the winding corridor were cherry blossom-style private rooms. He did not choose to go up, but turned around and came to the side of the Western-style bar.

I found a small square table, pulled out a shorter chair and sat down.

You can observe most of the izakaya from here, and you can also have a panoramic view of the stage performances, which is perfect.

And Beatrice was sitting on the high chair at the bar.

There are many foreigners there, so they won't attract any special attention.

"Thanks!"

Taking the menu and liquor license from the waiter with a smile, Ethan placed the guitar case in the most convenient position.

There is a high probability that I will not have a chance to settle the bill.

With a bit of embarrassment, he ordered the expensive drinks on the menu, and all the food seemed free of charge. Anyway, this is Crazy 88's industry, and the main thing tonight is free prostitution.

Spending money does not exist.

Finished ordering things.

The waiter handed out another tablet and asked in a low voice if he needed wine service.

Without saying a word, Ethan grabbed the computer in his hand.

Just talk about why there are kimonoed women at many tables around to help pour drinks, and many guys are hugging each other. It's true that there is such a thing, but this is the territory of a gang, and it seems abnormal not to have these things.

This royal lady type is pretty good.

I also like the pure ones.

His fingers flicked through the tablet computer quickly, and he chuckled as he flipped through the photos.

not far away.

Beatrice couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw him like this.

But it's okay, he behaves no differently than an impatient drinker. What else can she say, it can only mean that the other person's ability to adapt to the environment is very strong.

It's still early.

Not to miss any opportunity, they arrived early.

Next.

Just wait.

The female killer still had some patience. She picked up the wine glass and took a careful sip.

Songs were being played continuously, and Ethan's small square table was filled with all kinds of beautifully designed food. Regardless of whether it was delicious or not, the presentation was top-notch, especially after the two beautiful women in kimonos sat down.

The whole person's level of pleasure rises instantly.

Eat vegetables.

After just one glance, the chopsticks were brought to me.

drink wine.

With a slight cough, the small wine cup was put to his mouth.

As for what the hands are for, of course there are other things to be busy with. I need to help support my soft waist.

The kimono is open and it is easy to catch cold.

Then you should help others cover their chests from time to time, otherwise what should they do if they catch a cold.

Ethan said that he liked the traditional style of Sakura Country, wearing a loose and baggy kimono with nothing underneath.

At a glance.

It’s also very convenient, so convenient!

Of course, it's not good to be too traditional. If he paints his face like a ghost and paints his teeth black, then he is guaranteed to run as far as he can.

"Mr. Morgan."

The Royal Sister-type girl fell into the other person's arms and let her big hands do the trick. She gently touched the guitar case on the side with her toes and asked curiously: "It contains a guitar, right? Are you a musician?" ?”

"Very few people bring musical instruments."

From the conversation, we learned that the woman was a graduate of Chengde University.

The innocent girl pouring him a drink next to him is from Waseda University, and both of them have no problem communicating in English.

"Ha ha."

Ethan took his hand out of his kimono, took a cup of sake, shook his head and said with a smile:

"I'm just a beginner and only know some simple techniques."

"What style are you studying?" The mature lady sat up and asked curiously: "Country, rock or heavy metal, can you demonstrate it for us?"

The innocent girl clapped her little hands in admiration.

"NO, NO, NO."

Ethan smiled and sipped his sake: "The techniques I learned cannot be demonstrated casually. How about I demonstrate the playing techniques for you?"

Two sweet calls sounded, and the two Sakura girls were immersed in playing rapidly.

Use all kinds of techniques such as plucking, picking, shaking and shaking.

Let them gasp again and again.

When the two of them fell into intoxication, Ethan's eyes were extremely clear, and he turned his head to look at the entrance.