Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

"What about me?"

Dotore simply admitted that the goal had been achieved, and even if the skirmishers knew it, they couldn't change anything.

The skirmisher frowned slightly. For some reason he was becoming more and more dissatisfied with Dotore. He knew that spreading this news was likely to arouse the wrath of General Raiden, thereby increasing the crisis that the executives encountered in Inazuma. .

The executive named Doctor is only interested in his own plan. As for the life and death of others, it is not part of the plan. If he sacrifices, it means that it is nothing more than that.

The skirmisher snorted, turned and left, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the beach.

In his mind, he recalled what Raiden Zhen once said to him: "Are you going to do something that you will regret?"

"That must be the most important thing he has said to you a long time ago."

The skirmishers were silent for a long time, and the waves crashed on the beach and then fell, revealing smooth rocks.

A long time ago, before he was called a skirmisher, he often saw this scenery. What was his state of mind at that time?

What was he thinking about at that time?

Leiden is really... a strange woman. Even if she dissipates, she will leave something behind.

Or maybe some things never go away.

...

...

"Sacrifice Paimon's Ten Years Buffet, come out and sign in!"

Ying shook the lottery tube back and forth, up and down, left and right, and finally one popped out and hit her hard on the forehead.

"Why are you using someone else's luck to ask for a fortune!"

Paimon put his hands on his hips and kicked Ying's ass angrily. This person is really hateful. She uses her life to make a wish every time. Last time she went to draw cards, she seemed to have sacrificed her food rights for ten consecutive gold withdrawals. , in fact, in the cage, he can only eat violet melons.

Crafty traveler!

Ying curled her lips and said, "What do you know? I'm just asking for marriage. If I sign the lottery, I can miss out on your delicious food?"

"Tch, marriage is destined by God. Marriage by force will not be sweet."

Paimon snorted, sat on Ying's shoulder and drew a lot, secretly sacrificing Yingzi's ten years of singleness in his heart to protect her from eating, drinking and traveling throughout Teyvat.

They drew lots at the same time, and both drew the same lot.

Ying suddenly became embarrassed and muttered in a low voice: "Superstition, these are all superstitions. Serious people don't believe in such things. You have to fight for love by yourself. Baby Linghua, here I come!!!"

"Has Ying been a little crazy lately?"

Under the cherry blossom tree, Su Ming sat on Su Ming's lap. She could see the face of the person she loved most when she raised her head slightly. She enjoyed the warmth.

There are no tasks or fights, just an ordinary life. It would be great if such days could be extended indefinitely into the future and forever.

Now the little nun is gradually understanding the approach of Lei Movie. If you don’t want to lose it again, just give up the beauty that may exist in the future. What if now is the happiest moment?

Suzuran nestled in Su Ming's arms, quietly enjoying the rare relaxing time. This time she came to Narukami Taisha Shrine originally to discuss matters about the Heart of God, but as soon as she arrived, she heard the little shrine maiden say that Yae Shenzi was holding her arm. Lei Qianqian went shopping for groceries and said he wanted to make sukiyaki with his own hands.

Ying and Paimon accepted it happily. Who would refuse the delicacies offered by prostitutes for free? What's more, the palace minister himself cooked the food... Well, it's a good thing that it wasn't the thunder god himself who cooked the food. Otherwise, everyone present would not be able to make it back alive. Home.

Su Ming's long-suppressed chef gene also began to stir up, but Suzuran glared back at her with a stern look. Isn't it because she was fed a lot of dark food when she was in Mondstadt? Apart from being a bit unpalatable, it was all good. !

Linglan directly used the kidney squeezing technique for three days and three nights to stop Su Ming's chef gene. In order to prevent his kidneys from becoming fried kidneys, the young hermit had no choice but to put down the spatula.

"We're back~"

Yae Shenzi was holding a large bag of food and waving his hands with a smile. Su Ming's sharp eyes noticed that the bag was filled with yellow oily tofu... No, was this person really here to make sukiyaki for them?

This is simply rewarding herself!

Lei Qianqian opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't think of what to say. After all, the two sides were enemies not long ago, so it was a bit awkward to suddenly have to build a team.

Obviously, Sister Yingzi didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and she helped Yae Kamiko take the bag familiarly.

"Brother Su Ming, don't you think the atmosphere between these two people is strange?"

Suzuran put her hands on her hips and spoke seriously, her eyes flashed with the earnest light of Detective Suzuran who was seriously handling the case, "I always feel like I have seen a similar atmosphere somewhere..."

Su Ming laughed a few times. Although he didn't know why it happened like this, it was obvious that the Narukami group had started to go to Oita. The problem was that he didn't do anything.

"what--!"

"I remember!"

Suzuran showed a somewhat subtle expression, "When we were in Mondstadt before, you and Sister Sandone had this kind of atmosphere!"

"You can all relate to this, it's amazing."

Su Ming sincerely admired Detective Linglan's ability in handling cases. No wonder the little nun would see through it at a glance every time he went to Winter City and had an affair with Sandone. Is it really that obvious?

Linglan snorted. It wasn't like this guy kept secretly paying the public food behind her back, but she forgave him because Liyue and Dao's wife spent most of their time dating Su Ming.

Poor Sister Sandone could only work with the machines in the machine workshop in Winter City.

Several people carried the ingredients and came to the open space in the center of Narukami Grand Shrine. The ground had long been covered with plain-colored carpets, and simple stoves and stew pots were placed on the sides. The people present were all masters of elements, so there was no danger of safety. Hidden danger... If Su Ming really can't do it, he will just send the sky to move and freeze all the ten thousand pavilions.

"Oh, I really didn't expect so many changes to have happened in just half a month," Yaegamiko sighed with a smile as he placed the fried tofu in the pot with chopsticks.

"It's all thanks to the Otaku...ah no, the great Madame Raiden."

Su Ming chuckled. He didn't have the guts to call her a otaku in front of Lei Qianqian, although Lord Lei Shen was indeed a complete otaku.

Naturally, Lei Movie heard Su Ming's intention and curled his lips slightly, "I think you don't understand the fun of light novels and three-color dumplings at all."

Looking back now, I realize that the life in Isshin Pure Land is really not a human life. There are no light novels and no dumplings. You can even touch Shenzi's fox ears outside. Alas... no wonder her sister said that to her.

"I remember that when I personally cooked the three-color dumplings, you were still in the Pure Land."

"Haha...I was eating it 500 years ago, what do you want to compare it to?"

Ying looked around at the two people who were at war with each other, coughed slightly and offered constructive suggestions, "Why don't you two just have a competition to see who makes the best three-color dumplings."

"Ah, by the way, I won't be the judge, please let Paimon be the judge!"