Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

Papermaking died in infancy.

No monster was caught either.

Unfortunately, even though I was a duck, I was surrounded by villagers asking questions and could not get away.

The world is so dark, wow.

Awang pushed open the door of his house with dark circles under his eyes, exhausted both physically and mentally, and howled: "Nanke——"

A loud noise, like a beam collapsing, came from deep in the room. Ah Wang was furious and turned around to see Nan Ke and... sitting at the table drinking tea.

"Master, Master, Master!" Ah Wang was so busy that he almost flew out the bow in his hand. He stood at attention with his chest raised, "Welcome...A Che!"

Ah Wang sneezed and his eyes welled up with tears, as if the sky was falling.

Nanke looked back and stood up: "Then, I'll clean up the room."

What is coming will always come.

Awang's eyes followed Nanke's back reluctantly, and finally lowered his head and slowly walked to Asase Hibiki: "Master..."

"What's going on with the barrier outside the house?" Asase Hibiki looked sideways.

"I don't want the villagers to get close..."

"You brought a bow to catch monsters?"

"Well……"

Nanke made the bed, and the lecture between master and apprentice was over.

There were skirmishers next door, and Awang and Hibiki Asase lived opposite. As soon as Hibiki Asase opened the door, Nanke saw Awang dejectedly walk into the room opposite.

"Why don't you eat something and then rest?" Nanke raised his head and asked Asase Hibiki.

She was about to go to the kitchen to make porridge.

"There are some snacks left, let's share them with Wang," Asase Hibiki glanced at the two beds next to each other on the floor, with a smile in his eyes, and handed a small oil paper bag to Nan Ke, "You can eat some too."

"Thank you."

Opening the oil paper package, there were two pieces of Feiying cake inside.

This is a snack made by Grandma Kanade.

Nanke couldn't help but ask: "Miss Xiang, are you really safe leaving Grandma Zuo alone?"

"She has spent decades alone, hasn't she?" Hibiki Asase looked calm, "What's more, I had no intention of taking care of a dying person."

"Huh?" Nanke was surprised.

"It's just a whim because I tasted the sweets I haven't seen since I was a child in a season when cherry blossoms are not flying." Asase Hibiki looked at Nanke with gentle eyes, "Thank you very much."

Nanke remembered the time when Granny Kano came to see Asase Hibiki for the first time.

He was obviously carrying a wrapped Feizakura cake, but he couldn't give it to him in person because of the quarrel. Instead, he handed it to him on the way back.

"Even if I didn't bring back the Feiying cake, you would still go." Nanke shook his head.

"Who knows." Asase Hibiki looked far away.

After Nanke finished eating, Asase Hibiki put away the oil paper bag and was about to stand up when he suddenly looked at the wooden wall that separated this place from the next room and called out: "Nanke."

"Huh?" Nan Ke just rinsed his mouth and looked over after hearing the sound.

I saw Asase Hibiki's hand falling on the light wood-colored wall and waving to her.

Is there something wrong with the wall?

Nanke walked over in confusion, but was unexpectedly grabbed on the shoulder. With a slight force, he was pressed against the wall with a bang.

"Miss Hibiki...!"

The sound of "dong" was extremely loud. Thinking of the skirmishers behind him separated by a wall, Nanke panicked, "You..."

"Shh, please keep your voice down." Having said that, Asase Hibiki did not lower his voice at all, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I heard from Awang that you have been suffering from mosquitoes these days?"

Nanke's face turned red.

The mark on the neck has almost faded, but the one on the chest...

"Well, it doesn't matter..." Nanke crossed his arms and said in a quiet voice.

"It's really cute," Asase Hibiki smiled, "It's okay, please let me see it."

"Miss Xiang!" Nanke opened her eyes wide in shock and lost her voice, "Wait a minute, there..."

The arm that holds the bow all year round is particularly strong, easily putting aside Nanke's unnecessary shield: "Is this here?"

"Miss Hibiki! Even if you are a miko, you can't..."

Nanke's face turned red, and he almost tore his clothes to pieces, trying his best to cover the kiss mark.

Just because Owang can't tell, it doesn't mean Asase Hibiki...

"Oh!"

There was a huge sound accompanied by strong vibrations, as if someone kicked hard from the other side of the wall.

Nanke bit his lip instantly. Asase Hibiki looked up at the wooden wall and smiled, then gently pinched the soft flesh of Nanke's waist with his fingers.

"Ah!" A small uncontrollable scream escaped from his throat.

"Thank you for your hard work." Asase Hibiki smiled and rubbed Nanke's hair, then stepped away, picked up the oil paper that fell aside, and left the room.

Nanke slumped down against the wall with lingering fear and tightened his collar.

Is she covered up properly? It should...haven't been discovered by Hibiki Asase, right?

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Asase Hibiki, who was walking out the door, stopped and turned his head, smiling calmly at the murderous young man standing at the next door.

Then he entered Awang's room opposite.

The skirmisher's finger bones cracked.

It's just a provocation. His age is even more than ten years old than this human being. How could he be subject to such a low-level provocation...

However, the door next to it was not closed tightly.

Unspeakable thoughts drove me to relax my legs and walk over.

Nanke hugged his shoulders and huddled against the wall, his clothes hanging loosely on his arms, exposing his thin and bony shoulders.

In the messy hair, her cheeks were flushed, and her ears were so red that they looked like they were bleeding.

It's completely the same as when he was bullied.

The skirmisher couldn't help but clenched his molars.

This woman...can anyone do it?

Before Nanke could recover, his senses were a little dull. When he noticed the footsteps rising, the skirmishers had already arrived.

"The country is collapsing," the fingers holding the shoulders tightened unconsciously to cover up the tension, "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

"Ah, it's so noisy," the skirmisher said in a cold voice, "What were you doing just now?"

Nanke breathed slightly: "No, it's nothing?"

"Hey," the skirmisher squatted down, turned her face, stared at her and asked, "You guys, are you really interested in Asase Hibiki?"

Unexpected questions.

Nanke faced the stragglers with a face full of rage that could not be restrained. After thinking for a long time, he carefully chose the most eclectic answer among all the answers: "Miss Xiang is a good person."

The skirmisher's eyebrows suddenly twisted: "That's it?"

Nanke nodded.

"So you like her?"

Nanke hesitated slightly and nodded.

"Then," the skirmisher paused, then asked, "Where's Awang?"

"Awang is also a good person." Nanke answered quickly this time.

"Where's Mitsuyo?"

"Mitsuyo is also a good person."

"And me?"

The word "good guy" almost came out of his mouth that had been softened. Nanke swallowed it back silently, looking at the serious faces of the soldiers waiting for the answer, uncertain.

Are Skirmishers good guys?

In terms of universal rationality - no.

So would he wish he thought he was a good guy?

He himself said that he is not a good person.

Nan Ke hesitated for a long time, dodged his eyes for a moment, and then whispered tentatively: "No?"

"...Ha." The skirmisher let her go.

Nanke felt a little uneasy as he touched his face which had been pinched for a long time.

"I am indeed not a good person," the person in front of me said in a low voice, "You'd better always remember this."

Then, Nanke's curled-up limbs were forcefully pushed away, and a fierce and angry kiss hit his lips.