Aobaya.

The name has the flavor of small cherry blossoms.

It's just that after coming to the place, Ethan looked at the thirty-storey building in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Can this thing be called a house?

Shaking his head and twisting the accelerator, the motorcycle continued to roar, and rushed into the underground garage with the yellow chariot in front of him, finding a remote corner and stopping.

The two took off their helmets and straightened their hair.

Shelf your sunglasses.

Without any words, I ran to the elevator and walked over.

The reason why there is no way to hide it is because in addition to being the headquarters of Crazy 88, Aobaya is also a large izakaya, and ordinary people only know that this is an entertainment venue.

There are many people who come to drink and have fun every night, and there is no need for them to hide it deliberately.

Press the button and head straight to the top floor.

After a long silence, the elevator door clanged open.

And then there was music.

Stepping out of the elevator, there is a long cherry blossom-style hallway, and they follow the other drinkers, looking for the direction of the music.

At first, Ethan was worried that Beatrice was dressed too ostentatiously.

Now I find that it is no problem at all.

Motorcycle clothes are nothing here, suits, evening dresses, floral shirts, small hot pants, kimonos, etc., all kinds of clothes are available, and when you walk out of the porch, you can see such a scene of demons dancing wildly.

The interior of the top floor of the building is completely renovated into a wooden building in the style of cherry blossoms.

A large back-shaped izakaya.

On the upper and lower floors, in the middle of which is the dance floor, a girl band in short skirts excitedly plays guitars on the stage, and the drum kit beats wildly.

On the dance floor, it was Ethan who saw the demons dancing.

Dozens of people were bouncing around there, venting their fatigue after a hard day's work.

Around the dance floor in the middle.

The lobby on the first floor is dotted with small low tables, where traditional lamps illuminate the smiling faces of the drinkers, and the sound of music is constantly changing glasses, so that they can enjoy the joy of sake.

There is also a Western-style bar on the side.

The little guy in the waiter's costume tossed the flask and mixed the cocktail, providing the drinkers with one more choice.

Ethan and Beatrice distanced themselves.

After all, the styles of the two are completely incompatible, and it looks very weird when they walk together.

Walking inside with the drinkers who had just taken the elevator together, and crossing a delicate wooden bridge, Ethan found that there was a constant stream of water underneath, and a few koi fish were swimming.

Around the Aobaya, a small stream is artificially created.

The middle is dotted with rockeries and green plants.

This feeling of perfectly integrating nature is quite good, and it is a bit of a free and easy feeling of enjoying modern scenery and entertainment between mountains and rivers.

The water is shaking.

The carp wagged its bright red tail and plunged headlong under the rockery.

Ethan withdrew his gaze and continued walking.

On both sides of the stage there are wide staircases leading to the second floor, and in the circular corridor are cherry blossom-style boxes, he did not choose to go up, but turned to the side of the Western-style bar.

I found a small square table and sat down in a smaller chair.

You can see most of the izakaya here, and you can also enjoy a panoramic view of the stage performances, which is a perfect fit.

Beatrice, on the other hand, sat on the bar stool.

There are a lot of foreigners there, and they don't attract any special attention.

"Thank you!"

Smiling, taking the menu and liquor plate handed by the waiter, Ethan put the guitar case in the most convenient position.

In all probability, I don't have the opportunity to settle the bill.

With a little embarrassment, he slammed the expensive drinks on the menu, and all kinds of food were hooked as if he didn't want money, anyway, this is the industry of Crazy 88, and tonight is the main prostitution.

Spend money, non-existent.

Stuff finished.

The waiter handed out another tablet and whispered if he needed a wine escort service.

Without saying a word, Ethan snatched the computer into his hands.

Let's just say why there are kimono women at many tables around to help pour wine, and many guys are hugging left and right, dare to have this thing, but this is the territory of the gang, and it seems abnormal without these things.

This royal sister type is good.

I like it purely.

His fingers flicked over the tablet, and he smiled and flipped through the photos.

Not far away.

Beatrice couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw him like this.

But it's okay, she behaves no different from that kind of anxious drinker, what else can she say, it can only mean that the other party's ability to adapt to the environment is very strong.

It's still early.

In order not to miss any opportunities, so they arrived early.

Next.

It's just a matter of waiting.

The female killer still had some patience, and she took a sip from her glass.

One song after another is played, and Ethan's small square table is filled with all kinds of beautifully shaped food, regardless of whether it is delicious or not, it looks first-class, especially after two beautiful women in kimonos sit down.

The pleasure level of the whole person goes up in an instant.

Eat vegetables.

Just one glance, and the chopsticks are delivered.

Drink.

With a light cough, the small wine cup was handed to his mouth.

As for what the hands are for, of course, there are other things to do, and the soft waist needs to be helped.

The kimono is open and easy to catch a cold.

Then you should also help others cover their chests from time to time, otherwise what if you catch a cold.

Ethan said that he likes the traditional style of Sakura Country, and he doesn't wear anything under a loose and fat kimono.

At a glance.

It's also very convenient, so convenient!

Of course, it's not too traditional, if he smears his face like a ghost and paints his teeth black, then he promises to run as far as he can.

"Mr. Morgan."

The royal sister girl fell into the other party's arms, letting the big hands do the tricks, she gently touched the guitar case on the side with her toes, and asked curiously: "It's a guitar inside, right, are you a musician?" ”

"Very few people bring musical instruments."

During the conversation, it was learned that the woman was a student who graduated from Chengde University.

And the innocent girl who poured herself wine next to her was Waseda University, and there was no problem with the English communication between the two.

"Haha."

Ethan withdrew his hand from his kimono, took a cup of sake, shook his head and said with a smile:

"I'm just a beginner and only have some simple tricks."

"What style are you studying?" The mature royal sister sat up and asked curiously, "Country, rock or heavy metal, can you demonstrate it for us?" ”

The innocent girl is very fond of the field and puffs up her little hands.

“NO、NO、NO。”

Ethan sipped down the sake with a smile: "The skills I learned can't be demonstrated at will, why don't I show you how to play them?" ”

Two coquettish voices sounded, and the two cherry blossom girls were immersed in the rapid playing.

Picking, picking, shaking, and shaking all kinds of techniques are used.

Let them breathe again and again.

While the two men were in a state of intoxication, Ethan's eyes were clear, and he turned his head to look at the entrance.

(End of chapter)