foreigner's journey

Chapter 303 Not Alone
When Tifa walked into room 202, she found that the situation in the room was quite different from what she had imagined.

There is no sloppy garbage thrown around, and there is no strange smell.On the contrary, the furnishings in the house are very neat, and it can even be said to be simple.

The overall area of ​​room 202 is very small. It can only accommodate a writing desk, a single bed, a vertical clothes rack, a small round table, and the sink and separate toilet. The remaining space is pitifully small.

The sheets on the single bed were very clean and neatly spread, and the floor of the house was also very clean. Tifa could still smell a faint smell of washing powder in the room. The smell came from the direction of the bathroom. It seemed that Brother Heather was washing clothes. It's time to be disturbed by myself and the master.

The only source of light in the room was the lamp on the desk, on which Tifa noticed what appeared to be some papers and stacks of books.

But before she could see clearly, Heather had already picked up a kettle from the round table, poured water into a glass that had been turned out from nowhere, and said without raising her head, "I've always lived here alone, so There are no extra chairs prepared."

Seeing Heather handing herself a glass of water, Tifa quickly stretched out both hands to take the glass: "Please, Brother Heather."

Heather didn't hand her the cup directly, but raised her chin towards the chair over the desk: "Sit."

Tifa sat on the chair in a daze, holding a glass in his hand, and couldn't help but think in his heart: Senior brother seems to be very kind, why do Granny Marle and Master say he is weird?
Zangan's tall body almost reached the roof. He looked at the furnishings in the room and said, "It's strange, you are obviously rich, so why do you live in the slums on Qifan Street?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Heather choked Zangan with a single sentence, and he just stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded in front of him, and said lightly, "If you have something to say, hurry up, I have to go out later."

Zangan seemed to be organizing words in his mind, but as a master he had to beg his disciples for help, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Tifa saw it, and made a decision in his heart - he couldn't embarrass Master anymore, this matter should have been said by himself.

She put the cup on the desk, stood up and bowed heavily to Heather: "Senior Brother Heather, Master borrowed money from you to treat my illness, I know the amount is huge and I may not be able to pay back after working for several years , but I will work hard to pay back the money.”

Regardless of whether it was Heather's or Grandma Marle's money, Tifa was determined to pay it all back.Master has given up his face to borrow money for medical treatment for himself, and he must bear the responsibility of repaying the money.

Heather looked at the girl who remained in the bowing posture, then looked at Zangan, and sighed: "...Forget it, tell me, how she got hurt."

As soon as Zangan heard this, he knew that Heather's attitude had finally loosened. He quickly pushed Tifa back on the chair, and then described in detail the tragedy that happened in Niederheim that day.

"...Her injuries were so serious that I had to bring her to Midgar's Central Hospital for treatment. You know what happened next. The treatment cost [-] GIL. I asked Marle to borrow the money. I found out that you live here too. Thank you Heather, if you hadn't lent me so much money, Tifa would probably really die."

Saying that, Zangan nodded solemnly to Heather.

Heather sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, and fell into deep thought: "The Shinra official hasn't released any relevant news yet, and it seems that they plan to completely block the news. After all, Sephiroth is the strongest fighter in Shinra and even the world. Tu Cun's whereabouts are unknown, this is not positive news... So, you brought her to me, not just to pay back the money, right?"

Zangan nodded: "Tifa wants to live in Midgar, but it's too dangerous for a lonely little girl like her to live alone in Midgar. Heather, I want you to help take care of her."

"Zangan, I'm not a full-time nanny. The old lady Marlene should like a well-behaved girl like Tifa very much, why don't you ask her?"

"Marle has exhausted her energy by running such an apartment in the Seventh Street slum, and I can't ask for more from her. But you are different, Heather."

Zangan looked at Heather with piercing eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Even if you deny it, Tifa is still your junior sister. After I leave, you will be her only [family] in Midgar. I am not asking you to take care of her all the time, Tifa is a very A good independent child will not bother you with everything. But if she really encounters something that she can't solve by herself, can I ask you to help her?"

"...This is Midgar, Zangan." Heather looked at Zangan, and there seemed to be something in the words.

Zangan stared at him without showing weakness, but his tone eased after all:

"I don't know why you have been deliberately keeping a distance from everyone, but when I was in Wutai Arena two years ago, I could see your heart through your fist. You have a fiery heart of integrity, and I I trust you from the bottom of my heart, that's why I trust you to take care of Tifa... Please, Heather."

Heather's expression froze. He scratched his messy black hair and subconsciously looked at Tifa.

The girl lowered her head slightly, staring blankly at the floor with teary eyes, trying not to cry out.She didn't want Master and Brother Heather to feel that she was a burden, and she also wanted to puff her chest out and say with confidence that she could gain a firm foothold in Midgar and pay off all her debts.

But after all, she is just a 15-year-old girl who lost her family and hometown overnight. The master is about to leave her, but the senior brother is unwilling to accept her.Helpless, she seemed unable to see the way forward, and the lonely cold completely surrounded her.

"Tsk..."

Heather scratched her head vigorously, trying to harden her heart to ruthlessly reject Zangan and drive the two out of the room.But... I can't say it.Does it take talent to be a villain?
When Tifa was hanging her head down, she suddenly found a big hand hanging in front of her.

She raised her head and found that Senior Brother Heather was standing in front of her, extending her right hand to herself: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Heather."

"...Tifa, Tifa Lockhart." Tifa stretched out her hand in a daze, and took Heather's big hand.

"In the days to come, I will replace Zangan and continue to teach you [Zangan Liu Wushu]."

Heather put on a straight face on purpose: "Beforehand, I won't be as gentle as Zangan, so be prepared."

"Senior brother, what do you mean... you are willing to accept me..." Tifa's voice trembled after falling to the bottom and then suddenly climbing to the top again.

"It's not accepted, I just came to Midgar not long ago."

Facing the excited gaze of the girl, Heather scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly:
"Uh, it can be regarded as supporting each other. Please take care of me in the future... Junior Sister."

"Well! Please take care of me, brother!"

The girl's heart suddenly became much more stable, and she had a new [family] in Midgar again.

I am not alone.

　PS: There is another chapter in the afternoon

　
(End of this chapter)