foreigner's journey

Chapter 309 Soup

Tifa looked puzzled: "Oh? Why?"

Marle just laughed, she has experienced so much and seen so much, she can naturally see that Tifa is very "special" to Heather.

It has nothing to do with love between men and women, but Tifa seems to have touched a soft place in Heather's heart, taking care of her like a younger sister.It's obviously only the first time we met, and it's not like there are no more beautiful girls in Midgar than Tifa, but why is it that only Tifa has this special treatment?Is it because they are both Zangan's disciples?No, it is obvious that Heather has announced that she will sever the master-student relationship with Zangan.

Marle couldn't explain the reason, but could only attribute it to [fate].

Of course Marle didn't understand, because "Final Fantasy 7" used to be Heather's favorite video game, and Tifa was his favorite character in this game.Even though she has traveled through so many worlds and experienced so many things after becoming a foreigner, the memory of being on Earth is still the most precious treasure in Heather's heart.

Although it was not mentioned much in the main story game, it also indirectly pointed out how hard Tifa had been in the five years before the main story, and Heather simply wanted to help her.

It's not Heather's LSP attack. Tifa is only 15 years old now, far from being as mature as in the original game, and her body is so different that she still can't attract Heather.

If you really want to give a reason, then you can only use [feelings] to explain it.

While Marle was chatting with Tifa, the door was pushed open, Heather walked in and took a sniff: "Pesto soup? Hey, put less tomato, put half more."

"Why is your dog's nose so good?"

Marle glanced at Heather sullenly, and then instructed Tifa: "Little Tifa, cut another half of a tomato, chop it and put it into the soup."

"Don't forget to lay a few eggs before cooking." Heather, who walked to the cabinet and poured water by herself, reminded again.

"Tsk, there are so many things...Little Tifa, the eggs are in the drawer on your right, take three."

"Ok."

Tifa cracked three eggs next to the steaming soup pot, the high temperature quickly made the eggs floating on the surface of the soup half-cooked, and the orange-yellow egg yolk trembled in the tumbling soup.

A few minutes later, the steaming soup pot was brought to the dining table. Tifa diligently poured garlic soup and half-boiled eggs into the bowls of the three, set the tableware, and then tore up the bread and threw it into the soup bowls.The originally crunchy and hard bread began to become slightly soft after continuously absorbing the soup.

"It tastes best when the surface of the bread is still crisp, so let's eat it."

Heather sat down at the table, picked up a soup spoon bluntly, scooped up half a spoonful of thick soup and a small piece of bread soaked with soup, blew on it, and put it into her mouth.

Seeing that Granny Marley and senior brother had started to enjoy the food, Tifa also picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of thick soup.Fearing that it would be hot, she blew and blew until she felt that it was almost done before she dared to put the spoon into her mouth.

For a moment, the slightly strong but rich soup hit Tifa's taste buds, and also warmed Tifa's stomach and heart.

She ate another piece of bread that was soaked in soup. The senior brother was right. Although the inside of the bread was soaked in soup and made it slightly soft, the surface was still crispy and fragrant.It even makes a slight crisp sound when biting into the mouth, and at the same time bursts with rich soup.

Looking at the senior brother and Granny Marle who were eating with satisfaction, Tifa seemed to have returned to his hometown of Nibelheim in a trance.Father hadn't died in the fire yet, as if he was sitting at the dining table praising his cooking skills and making progress.

Hometown, family, all gone.

pat...

Tears ran down his face and dripped into the soup bowl.Can't cry, the more Tifa thinks so, the more difficult it is to suppress her emotions.

Marle quietly walked over to hand the handkerchief to Tifa, while Heather continued to drink the soup spoon by spoon without changing her expression, as if she didn't notice what was going on with Tifa at all.

Tifa gradually calmed down under the comfort of Marle, and kept apologizing in a low voice. She felt that she had ruined everyone's enjoyment of the meal.

With a clatter, the spoon was thrown into the empty bowl, Heather wiped the corners of her mouth and stood up, nonchalantly said to Tifa:
"Come to 6 at 202 o'clock tomorrow morning to find me. Don't be late. Well, I'll leave the washing up to you."

After speaking, he decisively opened the door and left.Soon, footsteps came from the direction of the metal stairs beside it.

Tifa clenched her handkerchief in a low voice: "I... Did I offend Senior Brother? I messed up a good meal, I'm really sorry..."

"I don't blame you, it should be said that this is his normal way of getting along with us."

Marle patted Tifa on the back lightly:
"Pay to rent the kitchen with a cold face, just cook his own dinner, and then carry the food upstairs without saying a word, and the washed dishes will appear in front of my door the next morning... …almost like a ghost. On the bright side, at least he'd let you do the dishes for him?"

Tifa wiped the corners of her eyes, and wanted to stand up to wash the dishes, but Marle sat back down with her shoulder pressed.

"What's the rush? You haven't had a few sips of the soup yet. Your injury just needs to be mended. Pesto soup is a good thing. Come on, keep drinking."

After drinking the soup and washing the dishes, Tifa and Marlee said good night and walked up the metal stairs with their bags in their arms.Teng Teng Teng... The sound was really loud, and she subconsciously stepped lightly, so as not to disturb Granny Marle and her senior brother.

Walking to the door of her room No. 201, she took out the key that Marle gave her and twisted the door. Before entering the door, she took a last look at the door of No. 202 next to her, bowed slightly, and walked into her room .

After some arrangement, it was already late at night.Lying on the bed with fresh sheets, Tifa looked at the strange ceiling above her head, and subconsciously curled up to cover her injured chest.

She thought of the overwhelming fire, of her father lying in a pool of blood, of the bright knife light and long silver hair... Finally, her thoughts stayed on the water tower under the night sky, and the ponytail blonde teenager.

Tears soaked the sheets.

........................

When Tifa woke up, she first saw the strange ceiling, and tried hard to remember where she was.

She hurriedly looked at the clock that the brother in front of the bed asked her to buy. Fortunately, it was only half past five.

Walking to the sink, she lifted up her clothes in front of the mirror, and there was a trace of obviously different colors from the left collarbone to the bottom of the right chest.It was a knife wound by Sephiroth. Not only was the wound deep, but a considerable part of the sternum was shattered, and it was replaced by artificial bones and a metal bracket. The doctor said that this metal bracket would be with him for the rest of his life if nothing happened.

It has to be said that the medical technology of Midgar Central Hospital is indeed very powerful, no matter whether it is reinforced with artificial bones and metal brackets in the early stage or skin grafting in the later stage, it is very successful.After all, such a serious injury cannot be healed with [healing] magic stone, even if it is the power called 'magic'.

The girl's fingers brushed the slightly different skin color. Before she was discharged from the hospital, the doctor said that the skin here would gradually become the same color as the surrounding skin over time.

Putting down her clothes, Tifa washed and changed into a cheap coat and short skirt and opened the door.At 5:45 in the morning, the No. [-] Moko stove above the head has not yet started to officially adjust the light source, and it is only slightly lit.

For the lower slums, even exposure to the sun is a luxury.On weekdays, all the light comes from the Moko Furnace corresponding to the Fan District. This extremely huge Moko Furnace will gradually change the light intensity as time goes by. Almost all the light in the lower area comes from this, so it is also called [ Slum Sun].

Tifa stood in front of the door and stretched her arms and legs a little, then walked to the door of Room 202 to gather herself, and knocked lightly on the door.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

　Thank you for the 1500 starting coins rewarded by Chaoji

　　PS: Well, the update will be later on Saturday, because the family watched the Olympic opening ceremony together on Friday night.By the way, this time the Japanese Olympic Games have not even started yet. It's so fun.

　　
　
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