A few hours later,

A well-built man seemed to have just entered a restaurant. The atmosphere in the place was starting to get crowded, although there were still some empty tables for some customers. Suddenly, the rain began to soak the Earth, so the people outside the restaurant were running around, because they wanted to avoid the rain.

"Good evening, sir. My name is Mandy. May I assist you?" A beautiful blonde-haired girl asked softly.

"Good evening. I need a table for myself." The thirty-two-year-old man replied.

Fortunately, I was not late, so I did not get caught in the rain. I have not seen Letta yet. Where is my...