I Opened a Restaurant in Honkai

Zhao Bai nodded.

Einstein and the Titan vanished before her eyes, swallowed by the howling sandstorm.

What a convenient ability.

Back at the airport, Zhao Bai nodded, signaling that the pilot, who had waited for a full four hours, could take off. The pilot nodded gladly.

The pilot found it very strange.

When Zhao Bai had left, he had carried a lunchbox and a longsword, his face grim and murderous. Yet when he returned, he looked delighted, carrying a bottle of Martini as the drifting scent of grapes filled the air. Not only had he brought back the bottle, but he had also swiped a champagne flute from Tesla.

"Mr. Zhao, this is...?"

"Oh, it was a gift from someone else. You could call it a return gift, in a sense."

As always, the pilot knew better than to ask questions he should not ask. He returned to the cockpit and locked the door behind him. Zhao Bai lounged comfortably in his seat, holding the Martini sparkling wine as he watched the bubbles slowly rise along the glass. The wine was a pale gold, crisp and sweet on the tongue.

It really was the most suitable drink for girls.

Sparkling wine had less alcohol than even beer, with rich sweetness and fruity aromas. Drinking it brought a carefree, exhilarated kind of joy.

"Eggnog, sparkling wine... they truly are treasures of the world."

"..."

Zhao Bai could not see it, but aboard the plane, Tesla clenched her fists. If Einstein had not held her back, she would have already punched that petty bourgeois in his infuriating face. The wine had clearly been brought by her; Zhao Bai had practically seized it by force in every sense of the word.

And the worst part was that this great villain actually had