HPDBC Chapter 157 It's Her Turn To Get Hit On
Chapter 157 It's Her Turn To Get Hit On
"This... I can't believe something like this exists..."
"What have I been eating so far?"
"This is a miracle..."
"A Goddess..."
Right... Ok... Yeah...
In case you were wondering, I did indeed ended up making more food than I originally intended, not only for the staff that barged in but also for the customers that came in wondering what the hell was going on and where all the bartenders went.
So right now I was standing in front of a group of people that have been reduced to crying over some sandwich I made while kneeling on the ground. Your next chapter is on My Virtual Library Empire
The problem was that one group of people would come in, I make one batch, they cry, the noise attracts more, then I have to make a new one and it keeps on repeating itself until we got to where we are now.
Mmhmm... That's what I kind of expected to happen...
Thankfully, Amber roped in Lea and the others to control the tide afterwards so I only needed to make two more batches and call it a day.
At least the bar owner agreed to pay me for my time and it was quite a big amount of twenty thousand Credits. That was also in addition for every drink we ordered tonight to be completely on the house.
That's quite a bit of money for what I would say was an hour's worth of work. His bar business must be doing pretty good if he was willing to fork out that amount of money for something like this.
Also... Amber did say that she would go down on me when we got back to the ship but I'm pretty sure that was more of a reward for her than it was for me. Not that I would say no to an offer like that anyway...
Once I was done making one more batch of sandwiches for myself to enjoy with the beer, we returned back to the bar to get our drinks again.
This time, I wasn't going to stop Amber from getting drunk since I felt we earned it this time.
And hey, I wasn't that against myself getting smashed too, especially when the drinks were free.
"I don't think I've actually introduced myself, have I? I'm Tyle, owner of this bar and also the guild staff of this branch," The bar owner introduced.
I nodded at him, "You already know from our profile but I'm Tera, this is Amber and she is Lea."
"So Tera... Where did you learn how to cook like that?" Tyle asked with a glint in his eyes.
I can already guess what he wanted from the question but I answered it anyway.
"Honestly... I learned it myself. I kind of just experimented with the synthfood until I got the taste that I wanted and then made them into that. I was not formally trained if that was what you wanted to find out."
His face immediately fell, "Wait... You learned how to do that... On your own? But that would mean--"
"Hey! Lesshhh talkingggg!! More beeeeerr!" Amber interrupted, slamming her mug on the counter top to emphasise her point.
That seemed to remind Tyle where he was as he moved to refill Amber's mug of beer.
While he was doing that, Amber turned to me and I could see that she was clearly drunk with how she swayed from that movement alone.
"What's the first rule in this place?" The bar owner asked.
He pointed at her, "She started it!"
"I asked... What's the first rule in this place?"
"... No fights."
"Very good. The second rule?"
"... Only Mercs at the Merc bar..."
"Mmhmm... And the third?"
"... The boss first, the staff second, VIPs third..."
"Very good. So you already broke rule two by coming here. Do I need to show you the way out or can you find it yourself?"
"She started the fight, dude!"
The shotgun guy and another one of the staff appeared behind them, both of them sporting unfriendly faces.
"They're our VIPs. You are not. Do you want to know what we do to people who disturb our VIPs?" Shotgun guy asked while cracking his knuckles.
The troublemaker spun around, "Th... The fuck? They're VIPs?! Since when?!"
"Since just now. So do you want to know?"
"Fuck, fuck! I got it! I got it! I'm leaving! Come on!"
The leader and the second guy bent down to pick up the man that Lea had kicked and carried him out of the bar.
Some of the patrons cheered them as they while others simply let out a laugh at their expense.
Well, that's nice... I didn't need to dirty my knife.
I discreetly slipped my vibration blade back into my sheathe before settling back down onto the bar stool.
Tyle also pulled back his pistol and placed it somewhere behind the counter, nodding at his two staff members who returned his nod and went back to their side of the bar.
Amber raised an eyebrow at the bar owner, "You have actual rules for this place that they follow?"
Tyle shrugged, "If they don't like it, they can drink elsewhere. The good thing about this job is that I can fortify this place with as many defences as I need and report them as guild expenses. How else do you think I can keep the peace in here with people that would shoot you for looking at them wrong?"
Amber nodded, "Not bad."
My blonde lover then turned back to me and her eyes seemed to unfocus, "Ehehehe~ Now where were we?"
Oh god... I'm definitely not sleeping tonight.