Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 72 Bartender Jill
Compared with other cities, the night in Night City always seems to come earlier.

At least Jill thinks so.

When I woke up, I just ate some cheap lunch to make do, turned on my mobile phone, browsed various forums, and teased the kitten Fore. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the night was quietly covering the sky again.

Jill doesn't like nights.

For no other reason than she hated working the night shift.

As a young and beautiful (older) beautiful girl, staying up late is the number one enemy of maintaining beauty!
She had had enough of waking up and looking in the mirror looking pale and oily.

The exhausted and dull breath seemed to overflow from the depths of his body, and if this continued, Jill felt that he might age prematurely and become an old woman no one wanted.

Unfortunately, everything is not as expected.

The rent will be paid at the end of this month. If she doesn't work hard, she will have to sleep on the street with her kitten.

Jill sighed and lay down on the fairly clean tatami mats, her legs curled up in the kotatsu. The warm feeling flowed from the soles of her feet to the bottom of her heart, making one unable to help but want to lazily fall asleep.

In order to be able to continue living in this four-and-a-half stacked hut, she had to force herself to work hard and run around on the most annoying nights.

Why did you reject the offer from a big company in the first place, and come to Night City by yourself to work hard after going through all kinds of troubles for three full years?

Jill touched the cat lying quietly beside her, the soft touch always made her forget all her troubles.

"Fore, do you think I'm particularly stupid? Half a month ago, I should have chosen Glitch City instead of Night City. What kind of big city did I covet... Now I've been punished!" She sat up and said lightly He hugged the lazy black cat, put his face on its fluffy belly, and muttered softly.

"Haha, Jill is indeed an idiot!" The kitten turned its head and yawned lazily, looking at its master with a hint of disdain in its clear vertical pupils.

"Say it again! It seems that I have to punish you severely today!" Jill gritted her teeth and rubbed her cheek against Fore's body a few times.

The black cat, Fore, meowed a few times, and didn't bother to pay attention to its sick shit-shoveling officer.

Of course the cat can't talk, it was just Jill entertaining herself through ventriloquism.

She always learns some useless tricks, perhaps because she is too lonely.

"'Tis some visitor,' I
(I murmured softly: "There is a guest visiting at night, pat
muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door——Only this,

My door, nothing else

and nothing more'..."

thing. ")
"Quoth the raven, 'Nevermore.'"

(The crow replied: "This is the end.")
Facing her only kitten, she recited her favorite old poems. (Attachment 1)

"Meow~" Fore twisted his body, not wanting to listen to the mistress's nimble chanting, he struggled to get out of Jill's embrace, and pointed his little butt at her as if to express his anger.

Jill smiled softly, cats are always like this, unintentionally, they can temporarily mend the gap in the heart.

Night City seems to have no cats.

It has been half a month since Jill came to Night City, and apart from the little Fore she brought with her, she has never seen such a fluffy and cute face.

"Fore, do you feel lonely?"

She poked the black cat's butt lightly with her index finger, making it spin back and forth in place.

"Meow? Meow meow meow!"

"Stupid cat..." Jill couldn't help laughing as he looked at the dizzy Fore.

She glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen, and there was still a little free time, enough for her to put on makeup and change clothes.

Jill took out her small mirror, placed it on the kotatsu, and put on light makeup.

The house is too small to fit even a dresser.

She slowly applied her lipstick in front of the mirror, thinking wildly.

"It doesn't look bad this way." She muttered in a low voice, looking at the mature and glamorous long-haired woman in the mirror, she nodded with satisfaction.

Next is the clothes.

It's fine to deal with it casually, anyway, you have to wear a uniform when you go to the store.

While putting on stockings, Jill silently repeated the familiar process in her heart.

You still have to bring your own underwear such as silk stockings, who knows if the boss who has never met will do something to her underwear.

For the sake of health and safety, she had to waste her meager salary on these.

Really annoying……

Jill straightened the hem of the black sweater on her body, took her only thick coat from the hanger, and put it on her body.

In the small round mirror, a mature woman with purple-black long hair is wearing a bright red down leather jacket with a little snow-white velvet around her neck, and she is dressed in black inside—a black sweater, a black long skirt, and black stockings.

It can be regarded as a passable combination among the few choices.

Jill looked at herself in the mirror and nodded slightly.

The clock hanging on the wall rang on time, and it was time to go to work.

"I'm going to work, don't miss me too much..." She held the kitten's cute meat ball and waved it lightly.

"I won't miss you, fish-lipped human!" Jill muttered to herself in ventriloquism, as if the black cat could really speak human words, with a hard mouth, but reluctantly watched her leave all the way.

It was just her pure fantasy.

But life is already so difficult, if you think about it a little bit, it shouldn't matter.

Jill comforted herself one after another, took a pack of cigarettes, a certificate and the house key from the table, walked to the door, stepped on her high heels, waved to the arrogant Fore at last, and then gently closed the door. door.

"It's so cold..." Leaving the small room warmed by the kotatsu, the ruthless cold of Night City mixed with the darkness of night surrounded her.

Jill shivered, muttered something in a low voice, and spit out a circle of light white mist.

She stuffed the cigarettes and keys into the pocket of her coat, opened the certificate, took a look at it, and then put it in the pocket.

She likes to repeatedly confirm some things that are already clear and unmistakable, which seems to be a symptom of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Jill, of course, was in good health, and this was just another quirk of hers.

She was just looking at the bartender's license, to be precise, she was looking at the photo taken before.

Yes, that's right, the bartender.

This is her job.

In the bar in the evening, as a bartender, prepare alcoholic drinks of various tastes according to the requirements of the guests.

The name of the bar is rather strange - "VA-11 HALL-A", she is more used to calling it "Valhalla", which better satisfies the little secondary school in her heart.

Please, this is Valhalla, the Hall of Valor!It's super cool, isn't it?
Jill dared to say this in her heart or to the cat. She was too stupid, and it was easy to appear that she was a childish brat.

Jill reflected on herself, her high-heeled shoes tapped on the ground step by step, and the sound of sonorous and powerful footsteps echoed rhythmically in the night, as if she was really traveling like a Valkyrie, accompanied by a strong wind and a great momentum.

Well, she's just a childish guy.

Jill complained about herself, stopped before the traffic light, raised her head to face the vast starry sky, lit a faint fire, and illuminated her pupils as mellow as red wine.

Attachment 1: The English excerpt is from the original text of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven", and the Chinese part is a random translation by myself.I recommend you to read it if you have time. It is a short poem, a story about the loss of a loved one and deep sinking. It is very interesting.It is related to Jill in this chapter, who is also the protagonist of "Cyberpunk: Bartender Action". I won't spoil the details. Friends who are interested in cyberpunk style can buy it and play it. It takes about six hours. Process, six endings, very interesting plot, steam rave reviews.

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