American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 273 So love will disappear, right?

A few hours earlier, Claire, Dalia, and Amy got dressed, put on makeup, and left the hotel to go shopping.

Because of hosting the Olympics, Sydney is now one of the most vibrant cities in the world, attracting tourists from all over the globe. Here you can see people of all skin colors and speaking all kinds of languages.

Claire, Dalia, and Amy are all beauties, and they've all dressed up carefully, making them incredibly eye-catching on the street.

The rate of people turning their heads to look at the girl is as high as 100%, which is why many men who consider themselves very charming come over to chat her up.

After dealing with yet another greasy middle-aged man, Amy couldn't help but start complaining.

"Why are all these people like this? Do they really think they're so charming?"

After spending a lot of time with Roy, Amy's standards have become exceptionally high; even Hollywood stars are just average in her eyes.

Dalia rubbed her slightly sore thighs, unsure whether it was from shopping or from the battle that morning.

"Yes! I should have stayed at the hotel with my daughter. I wonder if she's been behaving herself."

Before leaving, Dalia left her daughter in the hotel's childcare area, and now she was starting to worry about her.

Claire looked up at the sky; the sun was already setting, which was usually quite late in the summer.

"How about we have dinner together and then end today's activities?"

Dalia and Amy nodded in agreement.

Sydney is currently overcrowded, and good restaurants generally require advance reservations. The three of them went to several restaurants, but they were all full, which left them speechless.

"How about we go eat at McDonald's?"

Dalia looked at the others with an uncertain expression.

Amy stood with her hands on her hips. She has always had a strong personality, as can be seen from the Pinhole Hotel incident.

"Are you kidding me? Why come all the way to Sydney to eat McDonald's when you can eat it anywhere else?"

Amy had her camera with her, clearly intending to take a picture during dinner. What's the point of taking a picture if it's just McDonald's?

Going on a trip and ending up eating American fast food? People will laugh at me!

"How about we ask the locals if they know of any unique little restaurants we can eat at?"

That's a good idea. Most cities have some restaurants that are only known to locals, offering good quality food at reasonable prices and with local flavor.

So the three women went to the nearest newsstand owner to inquire about the information.

"You want to know where there are some lesser-known but delicious restaurants to eat at?"

The owner of Baoting was a lecherous old man whose gaze kept sweeping over Dalia's alluring figure.

Dalia, who was in charge of the negotiations, managed a weak smile; the other party's gaze made her somewhat uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes."

"What benefits will I get if I tell you?"

The old man twitched his eyebrows, as if he were hinting at something.

This was too much for the hot-tempered Amy, who slammed her hand on the newspaper on the newsstand.

Do you want to end up in the police station?

During the Olympics, the Sydney Police Department was naturally cracking down on crime very strictly. The old man's expression immediately changed, and he looked at Amy with displeasure.

"What I mean is, I want to pay for asking for directions!"

Claire didn't want to get entangled with the newsstand owner any longer, so she immediately took out her wallet to pay.

"how much is it?"

50 Australian dollars.

This price was unbearable for Dalia, who was always frugal.

Although Dalia is no longer as poor as before after marrying Roy and is living the wealthy life she has always dreamed of, she still retains her frugal habits.

"50 Australian dollars? Are you crazy? 50 Australian dollars can buy you a McDonald's meal!"

Yes, Dalia still can't forget McDonald's.

At the current exchange rate, 50 Australian dollars is equivalent to 25 US dollars, so asking for directions is indeed quite expensive.

"This is the price. If you don't want it, that's fine. Go ask someone else!"

The old man had an expression that said, "What can you do to me if I don't say anything?" It was incredibly smug.

Claire quickly pulled out a $20 bill. The beautiful psychologist came from a well-off family and didn't care much about money. Besides, she didn't want to get entangled with the newsstand owner any longer.

After receiving the money, the old man's expression immediately changed, and he handed Claire a map.

"I'm not taking this money for nothing. I'm including a Sydney tourist map with some local attractions and restaurants marked on it. You definitely won't regret it!"

These words softened Dalia and Amy's expressions slightly, and they took the Sydney tourist map and looked at it.

The map was made of poor-quality paper, similar to the kind of paper used for free flyers handed out in supermarkets; the cost was probably less than a cent.

Dalia wanted to say something more, but Claire and Amy quickly pulled her away; neither of them wanted to talk to the newsstand owner anymore.

"Dalia, let's go!"

However, Dalia was still somewhat angry.

"Hmph! If Roy were here, this guy definitely wouldn't dare to do that!"

The three of them studied the Sydney tourist map by the roadside for a while. Although the paper quality of the map was indeed poor, it did recommend some small and medium-sized restaurants that were not on other tourist maps.

Tourist maps usually feature advertisements for large restaurants, while small and medium-sized restaurants, unable to afford advertising, are rarely recommended.

Claire pointed to a location on the map.

"There's a Maori restaurant here that looks really special. Shall we go eat there?"

The Maori are the indigenous people of New Zealand, which is very close to Australia. Both countries were transformed from the Onsa colonies, so they have very close ties.

"This location seems a bit out of the way, is that alright?"

Amy had some doubts; after the incident at the pinhole hotel, she was quite afraid of such remote places.

Claire, on the other hand, was quite confident.

"There shouldn't be any problems. It's during the Olympics, so there's definitely no issue with security. There are police patrolling the streets everywhere!"

Dalia and Amy exchanged a glance and reluctantly agreed with this statement.

"Look, there's a shortcut here. Let's go straight through here!"

Claire pointed to a path on the map that was not very obvious and looked like a small alley.

Amy couldn't stand it anymore. Eating at a secluded restaurant was bad enough, but having to take a back road was even worse.

"Claire, let's not! I can't walk anymore. Let's just take a taxi, it's not a big deal!"

So the three women took a taxi to the Maori restaurant.

However, the taxi driver's expression seemed a little strange when he heard the destination, which the perceptive Claire noticed.

"Driver, is the food at that Maori restaurant not good?"

"No, no, no, Maori food tastes pretty good. It's just that I'm afraid it's too unique and you won't be able to accept it." This made Claire breathe a sigh of relief. If it was just the food that was a bit strange, she wouldn't be worried.

After being "exploited" by Roy, Claire's hidden adventurous desires were awakened.

"It's okay, we just want to try some new and unique foods!"

The driver kept glancing behind him through the rearview mirror, giving the impression that he wanted to say something but didn't, but the three women were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice.

The taxi finally stopped in a rather run-down neighborhood, completely different from the bustling city center of Sydney that the three women had previously explored. The streets were filled with dark-skinned people, gathered in twos and threes.

These images gave Dalia the feeling of being back in the slums of Los Angeles.

Before leaving, the taxi driver kindly reminded the three women.

"Ladies, this is where immigrants live, it's a mixed bag. You'd better not stay here too late, and go back as soon as you finish dinner!"

Well, even the most developed cities inevitably have places like this. America couldn't avoid it, so Sydney certainly can't either.

Claire, who had brought this up, gave Dalia and Amy a forced smile.

"Well, since we're already here..."

Since we've already come all this way, during the Lunar New Year, and it's just a child, and now the person is dead...

These words were so effective that Dalia and Amy finally decided to have dinner together. However, Dalia was also cautious and called Roy to tell him her location.

However, the three did not notice that a van was following them.

After all, it's not easy to get a taxi in this kind of neighborhood at night.

Fortunately, the area around this Maori restaurant was quite nice, and there weren't many idle people wandering around.

It's the food inside...

As the driver said, it was very unique.

The Maori people live on the New Zealand archipelago and learned to cross the ocean very early on, making their living from the sea.

Therefore, their diet was very raw, consisting mainly of fresh seafood, which was eaten raw, with at most some lemon juice poured on top, which Dalia and Amy found somewhat unacceptable.

Although it's common to see people in Europe and America eating rare steaks, not all Europeans and Americans can accept this way of eating; Dalia and Amy are examples of this.

Claire, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy the meal; she really liked trying new things.

Fortunately, the Maori people have another unique cooking method called kiln roasting.

Basically, you put a red-hot round stone in a pit, wrap the meat and vegetables in it, put them in the pit, and finally cover the pit with soil to fill the gaps.

It's a bit like the way beggar's chicken is made at Tokyo University, which is very novel to Dalia and Amy, who have never seen the world before.

All I can say is that coming from America, a culinary desert, makes everything taste fresh and new.

None of the three women had large appetites, except for Dalia, who ate a little more. After all, those magnificent headlights weren't something you could achieve by eating vegetarian food.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they were generally satisfied, and Claire paid the bill.

After all, it was Claire's suggestion to have dinner here.

After paying the bill, the three women stood at the restaurant entrance waiting for Roy to pick them up.

"Why is Roy taking so long?"

Amy kept looking at her watch; it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street.

"He probably hasn't finished dinner yet, right? You all know Roy's appetite."

The further enhancement of his physical attributes made Roy's physical consumption even more terrifying, with each meal requiring more than ten times the amount of food a normal person could eat.

This is very frustrating, especially when eating out.

You can explain eating several times more food than others by your status as an athlete, but ten times more...

This is not a competitive eating contest!

So Roy was thinking about whether he could get some high-energy food to solve his eating problem, otherwise he would get into trouble if he ate more and more.

This reminded Roy of Elizabeth.

The Sloth King's life form is definitely stronger than Roy's current form, so how does the Demon Queen solve the problem of energy consumption?
Perhaps I can consult with Ms. Elizabeth later.

While eating at the hotel, Roy didn't dare to show off too much, and only ate until he was about half full before stopping.

"Heather, Penny, Jennifer, you should go back to your rooms first. I still need to pick up Dalia and the others."

Upon hearing this, Penny bit her red lips and glanced at Roy with moist eyes.

"Shall we get ready in the room? Heather and I have prepared a little surprise for tonight!"

Heather also winked at Roy at the same time, which was quite a clear hint.

Roy had a sudden thought. Dalia and Amy had already teamed up with Heather and Penny before. Only Claire was a newcomer, but he should be able to accept it, right?
“Roy, I won’t get involved. I’ve been out for so long today, Nydy’s parents must be wondering why.”

"Okay, I'll take them back first, then I'll go pick up Dalia and the others."

Across the Pacific Ocean, Bumblebee couldn't get across, so Roy just rented a regular car in Sydney.

However, Roy did bring Claudia to Sydney, so that Claudia can help in case anything happens.

Since Roy used Hellfire powers to modify Claudia during the Silent Hill incident, Claudia has been branded with Roy's mark, much like the relationship between Elizabeth and Roy.

Roy can communicate with Claudia remotely via his brand, which is much more convenient than with Bumblebee.

Bumblebee: So love will disappear, right?
“Jennifer, I’m going to an American athletes’ party in a couple of days. I might bring a female companion. Could you help me prepare a dress and get one for yourself too?”

Since Allen Berg said the party was going to be quite formal, Roy naturally had to be prepared, with formal dresses and female companions in tow.

After much thought, Roy felt that Jennifer was the most suitable female companion, since they were the same age and there wouldn't be any major problems taking her out.

At this moment, Jennifer had switched back to her own consciousness, and Lilith's consciousness had returned. Jennifer's face was full of surprise.

Roy's words were tantamount to acknowledging Jennifer's status. Although Roy's parents, Philip and Sharon, had expressed similar sentiments before, this was Roy's first official statement.

However, Jennifer still felt a little embarrassed, as if she had stolen her best friend's place.

"What about Nidi?"

“You know Nidi’s personality. Going to a place like that will only make her uncomfortable. It’s better if you go instead.”

Jennifer nodded gently, a sweet smile on her face.

"Yes, I'll prepare the dress!"

Having a capable wife is great; Jennifer has always made things easy for Roy and never makes any mistakes.

Just then, my phone rang.

Roy took out his phone and glanced at it. He saw that it was still Dalia's number and assumed that she wanted to urge him, so he handed the phone to Jennifer.

"Jennifer, answer this phone for me."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jennifer turned on the speakerphone, she heard Dalia's anxious voice.

"Roy, something's happened!"

Claire (Anne Hathaway's version from "The Princess Diaries")

(End of this chapter)