Nodding toward the waitresses, the bartender had a smug look on his face.
The waitress behind him whispered into his ears, "Would you like a taste of ?"
'How bold, nice.' Hisha had a wicked grin masked by a shadow cast over him from his hood.
[Say yes!]
Hisha had to stifle a laugh at how excited his system was for him to get laid.
Raising a brow to the offer, he shook his head, "I can guarantee you can't keep up."
The waitress behind him took his words as a challenge and wanted to touch him to gauge his reaction afterward.
Grabbing her by the wrist, Hisha's green eyes glinted with a warning. As much as he would have given in to the offer, he had gotten into the tavern for a good drink and a nice al to relieve his hunger.
His stomach still growls at the lack of food. 'There is no way I would engage if I don't have my stomach stuffed before I'm spotted.'
Fluctuating loading ellipses from HTC processing what he had said could be seen in front of him.
"Is this how you would treat your custors without knowing their needs before heading to the wants?"
The bartender shook his head and sweat dropped by how deaning the aura of this stranger was.
"By chance are you from a wealthy family?" He questioned curiously.
Hisha looked to his side to get a first-ti view of the two waitresses to his right, who dressed differently from their counterparts.
They were both dressed in a black dress with white trim, with a full skirt above knee length. A white half-apron ruffle with a ruffled headpiece.
His eyes trailed to their black high-heeled knee crisscross sandals.
'Is this like so century-old maid fetish?' He rubbed his chin at his sudden interest in seeing Pesa dressed in that.
The waitress he had held her hand was perplexed by how strong this custor was even though it looked as though he had co to just eat and drink.
'Let go of my hand!' She tried to coolly make him let go by rubbing his shoulder.
"I was wrong to have thought you needed that first, would there be any dish you would wish to get?" The maid pleaded, flashing him a full view of her underwear.
Hisha let go of her wrist in a mont of shock but was quick to compose himself from having a nosebleed when he took a glance at the white panty on which was written the nu and the prices attached.
'Really? The best way to catfish custors huh?' Hisha had a smirk at the smart tactics.
"What's the little arrow?" He pointed at the red arrow that was knotted in the form of a bow but had its pointer directed towards her crotch and tempting her to pull down.
The bartender's smirk only increased as he nodded as a form of approval to the waitresses.
The sa waitress that had her panty on full display for Hisha to stare at the nu in a ruse to keep him hooked, pulled down her panty to reveal her clean shaved cunt.
'Woah!' Hisha coughed out from the shock he had gotten once more. They were out in the open with the eyes of others probably watching, yet she had casually done that.
[Do you think you can resist your lustful tendencies?]
HTC snickered in its host's thoughts and was actively urging him to look back at the ssage written there.
Reluctantly, Hisha stared at her bare crotch and was caught unawares with two dishes on the most expensive nu on the list.
"Is there any that would be to your liking?"
Gulp!
Hisha couldn't tear his gaze away from her crotch anymore and could feel his erection growing slowly.
It all started to make sense how most males he had seen had opted to go to the lodge and imdiately get straight to business.
They had been enticed and intoxicated to engage.
The highest on the nu was a glass of an unknown drink that was identified by HTC as an intoxicating factor.
The singing and dancing gradually increased with how wild they were going.
Bang!
[Kritz location confird]
Hisha stiffened and got to his feet in a rush, pulling two of the waitresses as a cover, he opted to get them to use them as a shield and cover his tracks.
'There's no fucking way he'd foil my plans on doing this alone.'
[04:59:45]
The giggling from the ladies at being picked had them ecstatic and had their hands all over Hisha.
"I need my dishes and your best cocktail in 5 minutes." He placed his order to the bartender before allowing the ladies to lead him to a vacant and luxurious room at the far corner of the tavern.
Before slipping into the room, he had picked on Kritz's eyes frantically searching the crowd for anyone who had the description given by the guards who had alerted him.
Whistling while cleaning a cup, the bartender made every preparation for his esteed guest with rejuvenated joy.
Slam!
The bartender got a jumpscare when a rare silver insignia that could only be found in the citadel caught his attention.
Looking at the insignia, he had almost choked and dropped the glass cup in his grip as he picked up the insignia with trembling hands.
It was a rare occurrence for anyone from the citadel with such high status to be venturing into the lowly parts of Straton.
Forcing his head down in respect, he couldn't et Kritz's eyes.
"Don't act so low, I'm not here to cause any trouble." Kritz's eyes scanned the tavern in hopes of getting a lead.
Asking the na of the bartender, Kritz needed to establish a form of conversation if he was to get information on who had gone into his tavern since he had lost the trail of the one he had been in pursuit of the mysterious intruder.
"I'm Bart," he answered, still a bit worried by the presence of soone of his caliber.
"Bart," Kritz repeated to register the na in his thoughts. "I need your compliance with an important question."
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A/N
¶ The waitress that had more interaction with Hisha has been posted on the discord server's character reference channel(to those who would be interested in her outlook)
Discord link > sdiscord.gg/U3tRN2ymzs
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