"Suspicious... really suspicious!"
Rebecca, who regularly comes to Horizon Bar for a drink, noticed that today's atmosphere was slightly different from before.
Sitting on a high stool with her feet not touching the ground, she hugged a large glass of orange juice, biting the straw, while her attention was fixed on the mercenaries around her.
They held a bunch of colorful paper and plastered them everywhere, chatting and laughing with everyone, turning the bar into a complete mess, and the owner wasn't coming out to stop them...
Suspicious... really too suspicious...
"Hey, bro... bro!"
Full of questions, she wanted to ask Pira, but after calling him several times, he didn't respond. When she turned her head, she found Pira sitting in a corner of the bar talking with a lecherous grin to that silver-haired uncle, completely ignoring his sister's calls.
"Damn it!"
