Foreigner's Journey

Weggy gave Biggs a thumbs up, and then looked at Tifa. The super-high-level beauty of the girl always made him subconsciously drift away and dare not look at each other: "Yes, yes, move. I heard that the landlord of Tianwangzhuang My wife is very well connected, maybe she has made up her mind to move out of the Qifan Street slum? After all, the environment here is always a little bit compared to other downtown areas..."

"W-ji-" Biggs's impatient voice interrupted Wage's rambling.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll finish soon."

Weggy quickly ended his conversation with Tifa: "Anyway, if you really want to find that landlady, you might as well go to the Chocobo consignment station and find out where they went. That's it, goodbye... Oh, Biggs , wait for me!"

The little fat Weegee hurriedly chased after the companion who left first, leaving only Tifa sitting on the steps of the first floor in a daze.

salute?move place?

why did not you tell me?Is it because I'm a redundant burden?

I... am alone again.

She wanted to stand up but her hands and feet were weak, and she wanted to yell out to vent her emotions but she couldn't even open her mouth. Tifa sat on the steps blankly as if she had lost her soul.

I don't know how long it took, the light of the magic stove above the head dimmed, and the surroundings were illuminated with neon lights and warm lights, pedestrians became hurried, but Tifa was still sitting on the steps.

A gangster wearing a nail leather jacket and combing Mohawk hair passed by Tianwangzhuang several times, and it seemed that he had locked his target on Tifa.When he passed by here for the fourth time, he finally confirmed that this beautiful and hot girl had no other companions nearby, so he sneaked over.

"Why is such a beautiful beauty sitting here alone? Is it because of lack of money and no place to stay?"

The little gangster came to Tifa's side, greedily glanced at Tifa's pretty face: "Here comes a great opportunity to get rich overnight, the qualification for registration is your appearance, do you want to use your beauty to make a lot of money? Just follow me , you can escape from this dirty slum and live comfortably in a mansion on a walled commercial street...Pffwah!"

Before he finished speaking, Tifa's face, which was getting closer and closer, was hit hard, and he couldn't help screaming in pain and fell backwards.

Tifa didn't seem to hear his words at all, but stood up and ran towards the distance of the street with all his might.

Don't try to leave me!I'm not a burden anymore, I can work part-time, I can be a bartender, even a waiter, I'm not afraid of being tired...don't abandon me!

Tears blurred her vision, and Tifa didn't even know where to find her brother and Granny Marle, but she didn't dare to stop.She had a feeling in her heart that if she stopped, her brother would leave her forever.

Boom!Tifa, who was running dully, slammed into the body of an acquaintance. She wiped her tears in a panic and wanted to apologize, but she heard a familiar voice:

"Tifa? What are you doing?"

Through the eyes blurred by tears, Tifa saw her senior brother looking at her strangely.It's not a hallucination, it's senior brother!

She threw herself into Heather's arms all of a sudden, and said in a panic: "Take me... Brother, don't go... I can make money..."

Heather no longer had the usual stern look, she stroked her head and comforted her softly, "I'm not going anywhere, speak slowly, what's the matter?"

At this time, the little gangster whose jaw was red and swollen from the bump came after him with a dagger in his hand, and shouted as he ran, "Stinky woman, how dare you hit me? I'm going to sell you to the surrounding..."

He couldn't continue speaking in the middle of the sentence, because the substantive murderous intent had completely enveloped him.

"You made her cry?"

Heather looked at the little gangster with extremely cold eyes, and the murderous intent spread around him almost substantially.Not only the little gangster, but the entire Qifan Street slum felt heart palpitations for no reason.

The little gangster had already foamed at the mouth and turned his eyes white, but Heather's murderous aura was still rising, and black dragon scales began to appear and spread on his body.It’s that muddy pond-like walled commercial street again, let’s just completely destroy that ghostly place together with the entire Midgar...

Boom!There was a muffled sound, and the gangster limply collapsed on the ground. Behind him was Helmer, a member of the Avalanche organization. It was he who provided Heather with information about Kos.

Helmer kicked the unresponsive little bastard, and then apologized to Heather: "Sorry, Heather, this guy sneaked into the slums of Qifan Street from somewhere, and the vigilante team is a little short of manpower recently... ..."

One of the purposes of the establishment of the vigilante team is to protect the residents of the Qifan Street slum from the intrusion of monsters and other fan area hooligans. This is also the basis for the peaceful life of Qifan Street in the past year.

Heather's murderous aura quickly subsided. He glanced at Helmer and said nothing, but lowered his head and said to Tifa, "Let's go back to Tianwangzhuang, and Marley should be back soon."

"Hmm..." Tifa held on to Heather's sleeve tightly with her small hand and refused to let go, and only then did she notice that Heather was carrying a bulging satchel on her shoulder.

When the two walked past Helmer, Heather said in a voice that only Helmer could hear: "If the Vigilante and Avalanche are still so useless, then I will manage this slum in my own way. "

Turning around and looking at the two people who had gone away, Helmer scratched his head and showed a helpless smile.

He really is a grumpy underground emperor.However, only a strong man with such courage can inherit Alfie's position and continue to lead Avalanche against Shinra.

### Chapter 18 Happy Birthday ###

When Heather and Tifa returned to Tianwangzhuang, it happened that Marle arrived at the door on the first floor with the old dog Doduo.

"Little Tifa came back so early today...Huh?"

Marle noticed Tifa's red eyes and the tears that hadn't been completely wiped away, and immediately flew into a rage: "What did you do to Tifa!? How did you make her cry!"

"It's not me! Don't talk nonsense!" Heather hurriedly yelled at Qu: "Open the door quickly, old woman, and go into the room and talk."

After entering the room, Marle immediately chased Heather away, put her arms around Tifa's shoulders, took her to sit at the table, and softly comforted her.

Heather and the old dog Duoduo looked at each other, and Douduo walked slowly towards the kennel in the back room wagging his tail, while Heather shrugged his shoulders and cooked a pot of hot water and started making tea.

When he was furious just now, he subconsciously mobilized his mind energy to manifest [Narakugawa], but he was targeted by the will of the planet again.Now he is quite uncomfortable, feeling that this planet is like a voyeur who is squinting and staring at him from 360 degrees without blind spots. Isn't it too perverted for the planet's will to be so active?

On the other hand, Tifa was talking intermittently about what happened after she got back from the Wild Rose Bar.

At the end, Marle couldn't help laughing: "Silly boy, how could we move suddenly without notifying you?"

At this time, Tifa also knew that she had made a big mistake, so she covered her blushing face and said in a low voice, "But, what that person named Wei Ji said was too plausible, so I believed it..."

"Heather and I did go to the Chocobo consignment station to transport a lot of goods. Those were the dilapidated furniture and old facilities in the Wildfire Bar, which were not suitable for further use. Rather than throwing them away directly, it is better to contact the waste The merchant sold some money, so Heather contacted the boss Manson in Bafan Street, and the other party ate the goods at a moderate price."

"That bar is..." Tifa suddenly remembered what Naya told herself, the villain named Kos who was killed by his senior brother, this bar is his property.

Marle pointed to Heather who was making tea: "Heath bought the Wildfire Bar. Although the fixed loan needs to be repaid to the carpenter who is the builder every month, the property rights of the Wildfire Bar have already belonged to Sea under Sir's name."

Heather raised her teacup to the two of them: "A down payment of 20 GIL is a very cheap price, isn't it?"

"You've already emptied your pockets, so don't pretend to be a rich young master." Grandma Marle said disdainfully.

"Tsk..." Heather stopped talking, holding the teacup and blowing the hot air on the rim.

A big rock fell from the bottom of Tifa's heart, and the senior brother didn't intend to leave him.Speaking of which, my brother is the owner of that bar, if I continue to work hard to learn bartending skills, can I help my brother?

Thinking of this, Tifa looked at Heather with hope.

Heather said without raising her head, "I'll give you another month to learn all the bartending techniques from Naya's blond-haired boy, and the position of chief bartender will be reserved for you."

"Yeah!" Tifa's big eyes curled up in laughter.

Marle sneered: "I'm going to ask Tifa to help you tomorrow morning, so why don't you speak nicely? Apart from Tifa, can you find a second bartender who is trustworthy and skilled? Leave us alone." In those days, you were called [A Not Cute Tsundere Man]!"

Heather became furious after being scolded: "Stop talking nonsense! You old woman, you might as well get the birthday cake if you have time to talk!"

Originally Tifa was still covering her mouth and giggling, but when she heard 'birthday cake' she subconsciously sat up straight, birthday cake?

Snapped!A wrapped box was thrown onto the table in front of Tifa, and Heather folded her arms and turned her head aside: "Here, a birthday present."

Brother, remember your birthday!Tifa held the box in her arms and looked at Heather with red eyes.

At this time, Marle also came out of the kitchen with a cream cake: "The Kemu cake I just bought from Wufan Street is delicious. Happy birthday to you, little Tifa!"

"Thank you, Granny Marle." Tifa's voice was choked with sobs.

Tifa shared the cake with everyone, and Grandma Marle sang a birthday song for herself. Under the pressure of Grandma Marle, the senior brother sang a few lines of birthday song perfunctorily and then refused to sing any more. He just buried his head in eating the cake Pretend not to hear.

Warmth filled the atrium, and Tifa felt her heart was filled completely again.

In the slums of Midgar, he regained his family.

After eating the cake, Grandma Marle urged Tifa to unwrap Heather's birthday present.Tifa was also impatiently curious, and couldn't help but look to Heather for advice.

Heather looked very impatient: "Look what I am doing? This thing has been given to you, it is up to you to disassemble it or throw it away."

Tifa, who had already figured out Heather's temper, pursed her lips and smiled, tearing open the packaging of the box expectantly, and then opened the lid.

I saw a pair of black fingerless gloves in the box. The fist bone of the glove was inlaid with metal plates, the back of the hand was covered with a strange metal guard, and the wrist was fixed with a metal bracelet.At the cuff of the right glove are two conjoined holes indented with green and blue gleams.

Tifa lovingly stroked the gloves in the box, seeing that the size felt just right for her hand.

"The leather glove made from Wutai is a very popular hand-held weapon for fighters at Wutai. [Cold Qi] and [Attribute] have been entrusted to Wufan Street weapon craftsmen to inlay on it, and there is still one [Qi Gua] 】In the future, you can control the three magic crystal stones before inlaying them."

Heather signaled Tifa to put on the glove: "Try it on. The right hand is your dominant hand. It is more appropriate to inlay the magic spar on the right glove."

These three magic crystals are useless to Heather himself. He can take down most of the enemies in this world with just a knife.When encountering a strong enemy that cannot be dealt with, it is a big deal to resort to a murderous knife and throw the table to run away. Rather than keeping the magic spar for use, it is better to seal it in a weapon and hand it to Tifa.

Anyway, I can only choose one. If I really want to use the [Mythical Weapon Catalog] to recast the magic spar, I have a better goal.

Tifa slipped on the gloves, which were just the right size.Usually there is no response to touching objects normally, but if you swing your fist with the consciousness of hitting the enemy, the two magic crystals on the glove will burst out with energy, and every punch will bring a piercing frost power.

She touched the glove and couldn't help saying, "I like it very much, thank you brother!"

Heather couldn't help but smile too:

"……Happy birthday."

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That night, Tifa lay on the bed with the gloves in her arms, tossing and turning.

I still think of the fire, and I still think of my father and mother.But for some reason, the figure of the water tower under the night sky and the blond boy with the ponytail no longer lingered in my mind.

Yes, I... am not alone.

###Chapter 19 Seventh Heaven###

Once people are busy, sometimes it is difficult to notice the passage of time.

With a definite goal, Tifa lived a more fulfilling and busy life every day.

The senior brother accelerated the training process of Zanganliu martial arts, and Tifa himself officially entered the role of trainee bartender at the Wild Rose Bar.

Perhaps because of her pretty face and her increasingly spectacular bust, the number of guests calling for Tifa's bartending is quite large.And Tifa's gentle and patient attitude is different from the handsome Heath, and it can touch these Shinra company animals who have been busy all day.

Heather was not idle here either, and bought a large number of good-looking semi-new bar equipment with the funds obtained from selling the second-hand goods in the store and the newly-arrived royalties. Naya also helped a lot in purchasing goods.

A month later, after deliberation, Tifas quit his job as a bartender at the Wild Rose Bar and went to help his brother in the slums.

"I'm very sorry, I'm ashamed of your cultivation."

At the entrance of the Wild Rose Bar, Tifa was still wearing her cheap coat and short skirt, and bowed deeply to Naya.

Naya, dressed in an exotic robe, lifted Tifa and hugged her into her arms: "When Heather asked me to help train you, I didn't think I could keep you. He needs you more, so go. Remember, you must live happily and peacefully at any time."

"Yeah!" Tifa hugged Naya tightly.

Watching the girl's figure fade away, Naya folded her hands in front of her and sighed melancholy.

"I'm so reluctant, why don't you try to persuade me to stay?" came the voice of the handsome bartender Hitz from behind.

Naya glanced back at the handsome blond guy leaning on the door frame, and chuckled lightly: "You can't force something like [Fate]. But you, why didn't you say goodbye to little Tifa? I couldn't see Ke Keli crying like a pear blossom." Did Yu run back to the back kitchen?"

Heath spread his hands: "Teach her all my bartending skills in a month, I have done my best. And I hate saying goodbye, this kind of scene is always accompanied by sadness and tears, isn't it?"