When Heather and Tifa returned to Tianwang Manor, Mare happened to arrive at the door of the first floor with her old dog Duoduo.
“Little Tifa came back so early today…eh?”
Marai noticed Tifa's red eyes and the tears that had not been completely wiped off at the corners of her eyes, and immediately became furious: "What did you do to Tifa!? How did you make her cry!"
"It's not me! Don't talk nonsense!" Heather quickly yelled: "Old woman, please open the door quickly and go into the room to talk."
After entering the house, Mare immediately drove Heather away. She put her arm around Tifa's shoulders and brought her to the table to sit down, comforting her softly.
Heather and the old dog Duoduo looked at each other. Duoduo swung his tail and walked slowly towards the doghouse in the back room. Heather shrugged her shoulders and boiled a pot of hot water and started making tea.
When he was furious just now, he subconsciously mobilized his mind energy to manifest [Narachuan], but was targeted by the will of the planet again. Now he feels very uncomfortable, feeling that this planet is like a voyeur.
Du Wuwu squinted his eyes and stared at himself. Isn't it too abnormal for the planet's will to be so active?
On the other side, Tifa talked intermittently about what happened after she came back from the Wild Rose Bar.
Hearing the last part, Ma Lei couldn't help but laugh: "Silly boy, how could we suddenly move without notifying you?"
At this time, Tifa also knew that she had made a big mistake. She covered her blushing face and whispered: "But, what the man named Weiji said was too true, so I believed it..."
"Heather and I did go to the Chocobo Shipping Station to transport a lot of goods. Those were the broken furniture and old facilities in the Wildfire Bar. They were all no longer suitable for use. Instead of throwing them away directly, we should contact the scrap dealer.
The merchant wanted to make some money by selling it, so Heather contacted Boss Manson on Bafan Street, and the other party bought the goods at an appropriate price that was neither too high nor too low."
"That bar is..." Tifa suddenly remembered what Naya had told her, about the villain named Kos who was killed by her senior brother. This bar was his property.
Marley pointed to Heather, who was making tea: "Heather bought the Wildfire Bar. Although he still needs to repay the fixed loan to the carpenter who is the builder every month, the property rights of the Wildfire Bar have been returned to Haise.
Under the name of Se."
Heather raised the tea cup to the two of them: "The down payment is 200,000 GIL. It's a very cheap price, isn't it?"
"You've clearly emptied your pockets, so don't pretend to be rich, young master." Granny Marley said disdainfully.
"Tsk..." Heather stopped talking, holding the tea cup and blowing the hot air from the rim.
A big stone fell in Tifa's heart. Her senior brother had no intention of leaving her. Speaking of which, her senior brother was the owner of that bar. If she continued to work hard to learn bartending skills, could she help her senior brother?
Thinking of this, Tifa looked at Heather hopefully.
Heather said without raising her head: "I'll give you another month to learn all the bartending techniques from Naya, the blond girl, and I'll reserve the position of chief bartender for you."
“Yeah!” Tifa’s big eyes curled up with laughter.
Marley sneered: "You've been planning to ask Tifa to come over and help you tomorrow, so why don't you say it nicely? Besides Tifa, can you find a second bartender who is trustworthy and has good skills? Leave us alone.
In that era, you were called [an arrogant man who is not cute at all]!"
Heather was so annoyed by the scolding: "Stop talking nonsense! You, an old woman, are better off getting the birthday cake when you have time to talk!"
Tifa was still covering her mouth and snickering, but when she heard "birthday cake", she subconsciously sat up straight. Birthday cake?
Bang! A wrapped box was thrown on the table in front of Tifa. Heather folded her arms and turned to the side: "Here, birthday gift."
Senior brother, he remembered his birthday! Tifa held the box in her arms and looked at Heather with red eyes.
At this time, Marley also came out of the kitchen with a cream cake: "The komu cake I just bought from Wufan Street is delicious. Happy birthday to you, little Tifa!"
"Thank you, Granny Marley." Tifa's voice was choked with sobs.
Tifa shared the cake with everyone, and Granny Mare also sang a birthday song for herself. Under Granny Mare's force, the senior brother sang a few lines of birthday song perfunctorily and then refused to sing any more. He just immersed himself in eating the cake.
Pretend not to hear.
Warmth filled her heart, and Tifa felt that her heart was completely filled again.
In the slums of Midgar, I regained my family.
After finishing the cake, Granny Mare encouraged Tifa to open the birthday gift from Heather. Tifa was also curious and couldn't help but look to Heather for advice.
Heather seemed very impatient: "What do you want me to do? This thing has been given to you. It's up to you whether you want to take it apart or throw it away."
Tifa, who had already figured out Heather's temper, pursed her lips and smiled, tore open the box packaging expectantly, and then opened the lid.
I saw a pair of black fingerless gloves placed in the box. The fist bones of the gloves were inlaid with metal sheets, the back of the hands was covered with a strange metal guard, and the wrists were fixed with metal bracelets. There was a metal bracelet on the right glove.
The two connected holes are sunken, with green and blue shimmers shining inside.
Tifa couldn’t put it down and touched the gloves in the box. The size felt like it fit her hand perfectly.
"The leather boxing gloves customized from Wutai are very popular weapons for fighters in Wutai. The [Cold Air] and [Attribute] have been entrusted to the Wufan Street weapon craftsman to be inlaid on it, and there is still one [Qi Gua]
】When you can control three magic crystals in the future, you can set them higher."
Heather gestured for Tifa to put on the gloves: "Try it on and try it. Your right hand is your dominant hand. It would be more suitable to inlay the magic crystal on the right glove."
These three magic crystals have no effect on Heather himself. He can defeat most of the enemies in the world with just a knife. If he encounters a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, he will use the murderous sword to overturn the table and run away.
If you don't use the Enchanted Crystal, you might as well seal it in a weapon and give it to Tifa.
You can only choose one anyway. If you really want to use the [Mythical Weapon Catalog] to recast the magic crystal, you have a better goal.
Tifa put on her gloves, which were just the right size. Normally, there would be no reaction when touching objects normally, but if she waved her fists with the intention of hitting the enemy, the two magic crystals on the gloves would surge out with energy, and every punch would
Bringing forth the power of bone-chilling ice.
She touched the gloves and couldn't help but said with joy: "I like it very much, thank you, senior brother!"
Heather couldn’t help but smile:
"……Happy birthday."
……………………
That night, Tifa lay on the bed holding this pair of gloves, tossing and turning.
I still think of the fire, and I still think of my father and mother. But for some reason, the water tower under the night sky and the figure of the blond boy with a ponytail no longer haunt my mind.