A foreigner's journey

Claude walked to the bar and looked at the ordinary-looking black-haired man behind the bar, who was slowly stirring the soup pot on the stove with a spoon. The aroma of curry was constantly exuding from the pot.

Facing Tifa, his senior brother, Cloud's voice was cold: "Tifa said, can you help me find a place to live?"

"Yes, do you have any special requirements for the house?"

Heather replied without looking back. The spoon in her hand showed no signs of slowing down or speeding up, and she was still stirring the curry chicken in the soup pot at a steady speed.

Claude put his hands on the bar. With a serious expression: "I will find a place to live by myself, you don't need to worry."

Cloud felt an inexplicable sense of competition for Heather. He didn't want to use Heather's help to find a cheap and suitable place to live, especially when Tifa was interceding. Claude thought he could do it alone.

"Really? Then go talk to Tifa. Whether she agrees or not, what she means is what I mean." Heather didn't even look back at Cloud.

In the distance, Barrett, Biggs and Weegee had sat on stools in the corner, watching the two men talking in silence.

Cloud frowned: "I don't need to tell Tifa myself. I just want you to give up finding a place for me. This will save you a lot of time, right?"

Heather stopped stirring the spoon in her hand, slowly looked back at Claude, and said with a half-smile: "Heh...boy, did you make a mistake?"

Claude jumped back suddenly, and at the same time put his right hand on the hilt of the giant sword behind him. He noticed the ferocious aura emanating from the black-haired man in front of him, which was enough to make him, a 1st special forces soldier, feel his scalp numb. Terrible threat!

Heather knocked the spoon against the edge of the pot and put it into a bowl aside. She reached out and untied the apron behind her back and said slowly:

"You have just come to Qifan Street, and there may be many things you still don't understand. It doesn't matter, you have plenty of time to learn slowly. But please keep one thing in mind..."

His figure disappeared from the spot instantly, and even Claude was unable to capture his traces.

The next moment, a hand was placed on Claude's hand that was holding the hilt of the sword, and he slowly pushed back the slightly drawn sword. Heather's voice also sounded in Claude's ears:

"As long as you are still in Qifan Street, you have to obey me. Now, all you need to do is to play the role of [an old friend from hometown reunited after a long separation] that can make Tifa happy. Do you understand?"

Claude's whole body was tense, and the muscles in his right arm holding the hilt of the sword were even more bulging. However, even with the powerful strength of a 1st warrior soaked in Mako, he was completely unable to compete with Heather's strange power. The giant sword behind his back was pressed hard. go back.

For a moment, Cloud had the urge to swing his sword, but then he remembered that this man was Tifa's senior brother who had been taking care of her, and he was someone she valued.

You can't conflict with him for the time being, at least not in this bar, otherwise Tifa will be sad.

Qiang——

Claude took the giant sword back and released the hilt, looking at Heather with an increasingly cold look.

Heather put her hand on Claude's shoulder and said in a gentle tone: "Look, I not only helped you find a place to live, but also taught you how to behave in Qifan Street. I also saved you from a beating. You should How to say?"

"...Thank you." Claude's fists were clenched tightly, and the metal baffles on the surface of his gloves made a creaking sound.

"You're welcome."

Heather smiled and patted Claude on the shoulder, then walked back to the stove behind the bar to continue cooking the pot of chicken curry.

The three Barretts in the far corner looked at each other, not daring to speak out loudly, and whispered in extremely low voices.

"Wow, Boss Heather hasn't been angry for a long time, and she's still so scary. Weiji, why are you shaking?"

"Biggs, I, I, I'm scared...Barrett, why don't you..."

"Shhh! Keep your voice down! That boy Heather is a super jerk. He'll be dead if he hears it. Listen carefully, pretend you didn't see anything or hear anything, put on a smile and get ready to eat curry rice, talk less and talk more Eating is the secret to a happy life.”

Obviously, Barrett has gained valuable experience in losing battles with Heather again and again. At least he is very familiar with how to get along with Heather.

The leader of the Avalanche organization? This position sounds really powerful, but can it help Barrett get an extra meal in front of Heather? Even the irritable and irritable Barrett had to keep his temper in check when it came to the chef who was his and Marlene's savior.

"However, Boss Heather did not fall behind in the face of the former 1st warrior. How strong is he?" Biggs dragged his cheek and lay half on the table with a bored look on his face.

Weiji rubbed his stomach: "I don't know, I only know that Brother Heather is better than anyone else, whether it's fighting or cooking, I'm so hungry..."

They had no sympathy for Claude, and they were not beaten by Heather. They only received a few cold words. This was not worth mentioning to them who had been living in the slums and experienced mountains of blood and corpses. The most important thing is that Heather's relationship with them is much closer than that of Claude.

People are always divided into relationships. Even if Cloud was a mercenary hired by them and endorsed by Tifa, he would not be able to gain more trust from Barrett and the others when he first arrived.

At this time, Heather also put the curry chicken in the soup pot onto plates with rice. The steaming hot curry chicken, potatoes and carrots were mixed in the thick soup, exuding a rich aroma.

"Tifa, it's time to eat."

Heather shouted towards the lounge, then placed the plates on the bar and waved to Barrett: "Come here, this meal is my treat."

"Wow! Boss Heather's secret curry rice! A portion usually costs 40 GIL!"

Weggie and Biggs cheered and rushed towards the bar first. Barrett ran upstairs to find Marlene, and the little girl ran to the second floor after Claude came in.

Claude smelled the aroma of curry rice and his throat twitched unconsciously. Only then did he feel the emptiness and protest in his stomach. The strong hunger seemed to have been blocked by something before, but now it began to show its presence. This unbearable feeling of hunger...How long has it been since I last eaten? Just when Claude was about to think deeply, his headache started to attack again.

Just as he was pressing his temples to relieve his headache, a steaming plate of curry rice was suddenly brought to him.

Claude looked up and found Heather's ordinary and annoying face.

"I'm treating you, let's eat. Of course, if you insist on paying, you can put it in the account first, and pay it back to me when you earn enough rent." Seemingly having figured out all of Claude's words, Heather put his All possibilities of refusal are blocked.

"……Thanks."

This time, Claude's 'thank you' was much more sincere. After hesitating for a moment, he took the plate and spoon, sat down at a nearby empty table, and began to feast.

After Tifa and Jesse walked out of the lounge, the latter immediately raised his hands in cheers when he smelled the smell of curry. He picked up a plate of curry rice from the bar and ate it without asking. I don't know if it's because Claude is also in the hall, but Jesse eats much more dignifiedly than before, worthy of his background as an actor.

Tifa looked around and found Cloud sitting in the corner of the hall, eating. She couldn't help but look at Heather with a smile on her face.

Heather shrugged, as long as she was happy, that was more important than anything else.

That night, Heather lent the bar basement to Claude. The basement was made warm and comfortable by Heather and Tifa. It not only had beds and sofas for resting, but also had spare drinking water and a TV.

Time soon came to 4 pm the next day, and everyone gathered at the gate of Seventh Heaven.

Barrett wears sunglasses and carries an arm-mounted rotating machine gun in his right hand; Jesse wears a red headband, a metal breastplate that highlights his body, loose sweatpants, and several grenades hanging on his waist; Biggs and Weiji also wears a red headband and a simple combat uniform that facilitates movement.

Claude still looked the same, but his energy was much better than the first day.

The Avalanche Organization's [Shinra Collapse Plan] has officially begun!