Probably because she felt there was a guest at ho, Enzo's wife very quickly finished praying, then picked up knife and fork to eat.
Because he ca as a guest, when Aiden ate, he did not talk about sensitive topics such as demons and angels.
He only picked out so of his experiences and sights from within his own country to talk about in order to liven up the atmosphere.
Very obviously, Enzo's family was very curious about that mysterious eastern country, so they listened very attentively.
Thus, this dinner passed in a very harmonious atmosphere.
After dinner, Enzo suddenly had sothing to do, so he went to the living room to take a phone call, and Enzo's wife brought her daughter Edna to wash the dishes. Finally, it was Enzo's son Ed, who brought Aiden to the room prepared for him.
After waving goodbye to the cute little boy, Aiden closed the door, lay on the bed, then took out his phone to call Jeanne.
In fact, when he got off the plane, he should have called Jeanne, but Enzo kept rambling about this and that, he didn't have a single chance or mont.
Very soon, the international call connected.
[Dear, your call ca at just the right ti, I just got up.] On the other end of the line, Jeanne's lazy voice sounded.
Aiden smiled with a grin, "Looks like it was the right thing not to call you right after I got off the plane."
[Then I'd rather you called the mont you got off, even if I was woken up, it doesn't matter, at least I'd be very happy.]
"Hearing you say that makes want to buy a plane ticket and fly back right now."
[Don't rush, dear, in a little while I'll also go to Country M, you stay there and wait for .]
"Alright then…"
Only, before Aiden and Jeanne's long-distance chat could heat up, knocking sounds ca from outside the door.
Aiden said "wait a bit" to Jeanne, then spoke toward the door, "Is sothing the matter?"
"There is, and it's sothing urgent." From outside the door ca Enzo's voice.
So Aiden had no choice but to apologize to Jeanne, then hung up the phone, and only after that did he go to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Enzo impatiently said, "Quick, co out with for a bit."
"What is it?" Aiden curiously asked.
"My business partner suddenly died, I have to go collect his corpse."
"So what do you want to do? Go help you carry the body? Or do you want to temporarily moonlight as clergy and have be your assistant?" Aiden joked, because he didn't see the slightest hint of sorrow in Enzo's eyes.
At the sa ti, he also guessed who the dead person was.
"Mourning is sothing more suitable for my wife than . I just think the death of that partner is very suspicious. You probably don't know, he's not an ordinary person, so I need you to help hold the scene." Enzo was a cautious person. He was worried that collecting the corpse this ti might be dangerous, so he set his mind on Aiden.
"Alright then, but to encounter sothing like this as soon as I arrive, it really is unlucky." Aiden shrugged his shoulders and didn't refuse.
"I think it's unlucky too, but there's no other way. If I don't go, relying solely on that woman probably won't get it done. She's more suited to fighting and killing, not pretending to be a nun." Enzo rambled on, and brought Aiden out the door.
Getting into the sports car, Enzo drove toward this city's slums.
On the road, Enzo's mouth still didn't stop.
"That guy ran a bar, called Hell's Gate. The custors who usually went there all called it Hell Bar. Heard he had deep ties with demons, so I think he probably went to hell with the demons."
"That's a good thing, you know? He ought to go to hell. Of course, the best outco for is that I don't have to pay for the wine I owe him."
"But who told to be his business partner? Fine, the relationship was even deeper, could count as friends. So, as a friend, even though I also hoped he'd go to hell early, I still have to arrange his aftermath. So I already made the call, prepared the best oak coffin for him."
Just like that, under Enzo's nonstop chatter, the convertible sports car arrived at the city's slums.
Of course, calling it a slum was only because the environnt here was ssy and the public order bad, but the roads were still passable. So after several turns within the slum, Enzo parked the car in front of an unremarkable-looking bar.
Getting out of the car, Aiden looked at the neon sign above the bar. The dark red light made the words "Hell's Gate" extrely eerie.
And just as Aiden was about to follow Enzo into the bar, a cat's ow drew his attention.
Following the sound, Aiden raised his head higher, and then saw, on a protruding eave at the top of the bar, a black cat was lying.
It seed to notice Aiden's gaze. The black cat stood up, and looked at Aiden with a human-like stare. In those pitch-black vertical pupils, there was a hint of scrutiny.
Although being scrutinized, Aiden was very familiar with the human-like gaze in the black cat's eyes. When the silver-haired witch turned into a cat, she also looked at him like that.
"Aiden, why aren't you moving? Or is it that you've never been to a place like this before?"
Enzo, who was about to push the door, noticed no movent behind him, and turned to glance back, only to see Aiden seemingly looking up at the sky.
"When you ca to this bar before, did you ever encounter a cat?" Aiden didn't lower his head and just asked while looking up.
"Of course not. That guy, how could he keep a cat? A dog maybe. But he's dead now. The one who'll inherit the bar from now on should be that woman, maybe she'll raise a cat, who knows." Enzo walked back as he spoke, also raised his head like Aiden, and then saw that black cat.
"Very beautiful cat. Maybe it's soone's house cat that ran out, or maybe it's a stray. What, you want to adopt it?" Enzo asked again.
This kind of cat isn't easy to raise… but Aiden still nodded, "If possible, I kind of want to."
Enzo patted Aiden's shoulder, shook his head and said, "Don't even think about it. If it were a dog, maybe. Stray cats can't be dosticated."
"Then just make it into a house cat." Aiden shrugged at him while shaking off that thick big hand of his.
"Then hope you've got sothing that attracts it. Otherwise, it'll definitely run off." Enzo lifted his hand again but didn't continue patting Aiden's shoulder.
He wasn't tall enough, had to tiptoe, which was uncomfortable. So he turned again toward the bar's entrance, and then waved at Aiden, "Co in first. If you've got fate with it, it'll wait for you at the door."
Watching the black cat suddenly leap away and vanish into the night, Aiden smiled, "Thanks for your good words."
While the two talked, Enzo pushed open the bar's door.
Aiden imdiately stepped forward and curiously looked inside, only to find the bar's interior layout almost identical to what appeared in the ga.
And the space inside was quite different from what the exterior suggested, it was several tis larger than what it looked from the outside.
At this mont, Enzo sighed and said, "Before, when I ca, I'd usually hear that guy's passionate welco voice. Now I don't hear it. Suddenly feels nostalgic."
"Maybe you'll still hear it again in the future." Aiden said while walking deeper into the bar.
Enzo also walked in. He closed the door, then muttered as he walked, "You an he'll crawl back from hell? That wouldn't be good news, he'd co asking for his liquor money."
Speaking to this point, he mumbled again, "Maybe I really should pay him back."
At this point, he had already walked behind the bar counter. Looking at the liquor cabinet in front of him, he picked out a bottle of whiskey, grabbed two glasses, and unceremoniously poured two cups.
Handing one to Aiden, he continued, "But before paying him, I gotta owe him a bit more… Aiden, don't be polite. This is his treasured liquor."
"I won't be polite, just treat it as you treating ." Aiden took a small sip. The taste was alright, but not suited to him, so he sat beside the bar, swirled the glass, watching the liquid spin, and said, "Aren't you afraid he'll crawl back from hell now that you're doing this?"
"Heh heh, I'm not afraid at all." Enzo said, downing his cup in one go, then grabbed the bottle and took another big swig.
But at that mont, a small door beside the liquor cabinet suddenly opened, and a tall woman dressed in a white nun outfit walked out.
Seeing this woman co out, Enzo quickly wiped his mouth, then greeted her, "Hey, Bayonetta, I ca by invitation. Where's Rodin? Where is he now? I have to say goodbye to my friend. And you're even wearing a nun outfit, don't tell you plan to bless him with a prayer? Give it up, a guy like him ain't getting into heaven."
The tall woman in the white nun outfit was precisely the protagonist of Bayonetta, the witch who hunts angels, Bayonetta.
After hearing Enzo's words, Bayonetta rely glanced at him, then focused on Aiden, and asked calmly, "Enzo, is this your client?"
"Client? Are you insulting my friend? Listen up, his na is Aiden, he's my good friend. He saved , saved my whole family."
Enzo walked to Aiden's side, forcefully patted his shoulder, "My friend, this is the woman I told you about. Co, say hello to her."
"Hello, Miss Nun." Aiden raised his glass toward Bayonetta.
Having changed into a nun outfit, Bayonetta really looked like a nun. She crossed her hands over her chest and gave a slight bow to Aiden, "Hello, gentleman from the East."
Watching the two act so politely, Enzo shook his head, "Makes my teeth ache just watching. Listen, Bayonetta, you can just call him Aiden, he won't mind. And Aiden, you can call her Bayonetta, she won't mind either."
However, the two ignored Enzo. After greeting, they just looked at each other, but no sparks flew between them.
After a long while, Bayonetta withdrew her gaze, looked back at Enzo, and noticing he'd already drunk half the whiskey in his hand, she chuckled lightly and said, "If Rodin knew you were wasting his liquor like this, he'd be really angry."
"Well, then he'd need to be able to get angry first." Enzo said indifferently, "Right, Bayonetta, how did he die?"
"How many ways are there for a man to die? Either murdered, or died in bed. Heard a lot of streetwalkers ca to the slums, maybe he died from excessive indulgence." Bayonetta said with a calm face.
Enzo wasn't surprised by this woman's words, instead looked like he was used to it. He even nodded in agreent, "Then I'm relieved. At least he enjoyed himself before dying."
Listening to their conversation, even though Aiden had already expected it wouldn't be anything good, the corners of his mouth still twitched a few tis after hearing it. He thought, 'No wonder these people gather together.'
However… even as a fellow witch, Jeanne, although sotis blunt in her jokes, was still more restrained than Bayonetta.
As Aiden was thinking, Enzo spoke again, "Alright, regardless of whether Rodin died in so woman's bed or not, I still have to see him. Bayonetta, where is he now?"
Bayonetta shook her head, "He's in the coffin now. Unless you want to pry it open, otherwise you won't see him."
Hearing this, Enzo didn't show any disappointnt. Instead, he directly took out his phone, "Then I better hurry and cancel that oak coffin."
Aiden, seeing this move from the side, let out a very speechless sigh.
'These people… really are good friends.'
Enzo very quickly canceled the coffin he ordered, then went back to drinking as if nothing happened, all while saying, "So what do we do now? The corpse is collected. Are we just going to sit here?"
Bayonetta didn't respond imdiately. She took a brandy from the cabinet, poured herself a glass, leaned on the bar and drank.
After finishing the drink, she said, "According to procedure, now we should hold vigil. Enzo, if you have anything to say to him, you can go to the wine cellar."
"I don't want to stay with a dead person." Enzo muttered.
He looked at Aiden, then at Bayonetta, eyes turning, and suddenly chuckled, "Look at us, just three people. Rather than sit here doing nothing, how about we play a thrilling ga, what do you say?"
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