Sitting at the food stall, Claire, who was chewing tempura with relish, and Miyako, who was also eating a vow, seemed to form an inexplicable resonance.

To be honest, the tempura on this tempura stall is indeed very authentic, the crispy yellow appearance with the slightly charred flour fried skin, plus the vegetables and seafood under the surface, the freshness of the burnt flavor and seafood immediately hit Claire's taste buds, it may be that gutter oil is not popular at this time, so after eating 2 servings of tempura, Claire stared at the bowl of Mei Yanzi.

Mei Yanzi didn't think anything at first, but when she accidentally saw Claire's straight eyes, she suddenly laughed out loud, and suddenly felt that Claire's image was no longer as cold and unkind as she had just seen.

Claire found out about his embarrassment, but he didn't do anything else, after all, in the course of the 4-year mission, in addition to the means of making bubbles to entertain himself, he also had a hobby of eating. So wherever he goes, as long as he has the conditions, he will try the local food. After all, sometimes the environment of the place where the mission is carried out is very bad, so even Claire has eaten insects or something, which can be called the second master.

Mei Yanzi empathetically helped Claire order 2 more tempura, and she looked at this cold-looking man with her left hand on her cheeks, but she had a strange feeling in her heart, feeling that this man was very mysterious. She wondered what kind of person the cold man who helped her get her bag back was, but the girl's reserved nature never opened her mouth to ask such and such questions.

Just when Mei Yanzi hesitated (in Claire's opinion, she was in a daze), Claire coughed, and Mei Yanzi suddenly asked as if she had been found out about something, "What's wrong?" ”

In his slightly muffled voice, Claire asked, "Where are the cheap rentals in Tokyo?" ”

"Ahh Well, the average rental price of a house in Tokyo is more than 20,000. (I don't know)" Miyako gushed about Claire about everything about Tokyo, from the holidays in Tokyo to the history of Tokyo, and from history to her own work......

"Stop!" Claire rubbed her temples helplessly, as the saying goes, 2 women are equal to 1000 ducks, but why do you feel that a beautiful woman alone is worth 10 women.

"You say you're the owner of a bar, right?" Claire asked, looking up

"Yes, yes, don't look at my young age, the whole Phantom Bar is my property!" The beautiful girl was proudly like a peacock, holding her head high and showing off her extraordinary wealth.

Hey, big sister, we've only known each other for less than 3 hours, although we had a meal together, but don't reveal all your details like rhubarb!! Wait, she just said she has a bar, so ......

Thinking like this, Claire suddenly put down the tempura in her hand and asked, "Does your bar recruit employees?" "Huh? Are you going to work at my bar? That's great, I'm short of a security guard there. Miyako, who seemed happy to hear Claire's question, quickly answered Claire's question.

What the hell, why did you let me be a security guard, am I good for nothing but fighting in your eyes? Claire, who was expressionless, complained frantically in her heart that this did not satisfy him with an answer, but his calm appearance made Mei Yanzi think that he had acquiesced to his arrangement. So Mei Yanzi clapped her hands and made a V gesture, and her smiling eyes narrowed into slits.

After paying the bill, the beautiful girl pulled Claire towards her bar.

—————————————————— walk on the road of division————————————

"What!? You say the bartender from Italy was poached by the bar tonight? Different from the happy appearance of walking on the road, the frowning brow of the beautiful girl at this time frowned into a beautiful shape, but from her slightly angry voice, it was obvious that she was very angry at this time.

Claire stood behind Mei Yazi without saying a word, he didn't see what Mei Yazi said to the waiter, he just quietly walked to the bar, picked up a bottle of spirits, opened the cap and smelled it, and then dipped some fresh and non-greasy cream into his mouth and tasted it. Claire nodded slightly, then picked up the mixor, and used the spoon to add various spices to the glass in a very gentlemanly manner.

I saw Claire start to mix the wine, but his movements are different from ordinary bartenders. His movements seem to have a textbook sense of standard, but this standard yet elegant movement makes people feel a comfortable and natural sense of déjà vu, which feels like a ragged gentleman.

Attracted by Claire's movements, Mirakko looked at Claire's skillful movements in surprise, she had forgotten to scold the waitress for not completing her obligations, and instead muttered something similar to "Oh my God! "How did he do it?" Such words.

After Claire finished mixing the cocktail, he didn't rest immediately, but put everything on the table, and then brought the cocktail made in the English way to Mei Yanzi, obviously he wanted Mei Yan to evaluate the results of his work so that he could officially change to bartender.

Mei Yanzi glanced at Claire strangely, she picked up the wine glass and tasted Claire's work a little, suddenly, her eyes widened, she was amazed at the taste of Claire's wine, and said with praise: "Xia, the wine you made tastes so good, be my professional bartender." ”

Claire shrugged, undeniable. After seeing Claire's agreement, Miyako has already begun to imagine how her bar will crowd out other peers in the future, and even think of the scene where her bar will become the hottest bar in Tokyo.

Looking at the girl's stupid expression, Claire began to look for her own place with a blank face, and as for the boss who couldn't extricate herself, let her sober up first.

I haven't drunk this kind of alcohol for a long time since I left the barracks, and I should be able to drink a lot of bars after becoming a professional. Claire also began to fantasize when there was no one around, after all, he had not been a bartender as an agent, and he drank no less than 20 kinds of good wine, so although the wine he concocted at this moment was not a great liquid, it could be regarded as a wine made by a first-class bartender.

Claire, who had just joined the bar, did not immediately get to work, but after reporting to Colonel Seaton at a nearby public phone booth, Claire returned to the room that Mei had vacated for him (in fact, the bartender's room from before).

The next day, early in the morning

Claire's biological clock has already woken up Claire, after a simple breakfast, Claire began his bartending work, as the number of guests continues to increase, the production of different wines has begun to gradually speed up, but Claire is still at ease, the movements in her hands are orderly, and even pleasing to the eye.

As the time passed smoothly, and soon the time advanced to noon, and just as Claire was mixing her last cocktail, suddenly the bar began to be noisy, and it seemed that some people were very emotional.

Claire put down her glass and walked slowly towards the men.