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

Without perfect medical technology, difficult labor would be fatal to most living things.

So when Awang came to tell Nanke the news of the cat demon's death, Nanke was not surprised.

"It used its last strength to cut open its belly. If it hadn't been like this, we might have cremated it and the kitten." Awang spread out a soft cloth on the floor, and a furry little creature squinted from the It crawled out staggeringly, "Master said, if you want to raise it, give it to you, because it is the descendant of a monster and can protect you when it grows up."

Nanke stretched out a finger to touch the kitten.

Underneath the sparse black hair was pink skin. She barely touched it, and it fell top-heavy, its thin claws clumsily waving in the air.

"No need," Nanke was so cute that he curled his lips and curled his fingers to help it up, "It will definitely suffer if it follows me."

"The master will take it with him when he returns to the shrine later."

Nanke's heart moved slightly and asked, "Have you given this cat a name?"

"Yes," Awang nodded, "It always closed its eyes and looked like it was not awake, so Master named it 'Bedzi'."

Sure enough, he is sleeping.

Nanke was in a complicated mood and carefully touched Suzi's soft ears: "I hope it has a happy childhood."

Awang wrapped the kitten again with a soft cloth and held it in his hand. He stood up halfway and suddenly sat down again.

"Um, if the country collapses, can I hug Nan Ke?" A Wang said uncertainly.

San·Ergonomic Seat·Bing lazily raised his eyes and said simply: "No."

Awang lowered his head and puffed up his cheeks slightly.

"What's wrong, Awang?" Nanke noticed that she was in a bad mood.

Ah Wang glanced at the stragglers and seemed a little embarrassed. After a while, he finally said, "I just want to hug you, because... I can't protect you at all."

Although he is still unable to stand alone, he is overconfident because he is always around Asase Hibiki.

He obviously couldn't do anything well, but with Nanke by his side, he cried like a child without any scruples.

What are you talking about in such nonsense, Nanke, Master Awang will definitely protect you.

It's not even as reliable as the little bedding in your hand.

At least when Fenzi grows up, he will be able to protect something.

Awang's self-blame fell in Nanke's eyes, feeling a little helpless and a little relieved.

"Awang," Nanke turned slightly and stretched out his hand, "Come here."

"Hey." The skirmisher behind said in a cold tone.

Nan Kequan pretended not to hear, and waited until Awang carefully took her hand and gently took her into her arms.

For fear of touching Nanke's wound, Awang's movement towards him was a little stiff.

"Thank you for wanting to protect me, Awang." Nanke touched her head and spoke softly, "But, I don't want you to be unhappy because of this. When I sent you away from Tatarsha, I held you in my arms to wish you happiness all your life. Happy wishes.”

"I will work hard to become stronger happily," Ah Wang said in a husky voice, "one day I will beat the shit out of Guobeng and kidnap you back to the shrine..."

"I don't know how high the sky is." The skirmisher sneered, giving him a loud bang.

"Ouch!" Ah Wang was in pain and was thrown back, sitting on the ground.

hiss.

It hurts for Awang just looking at it.

After playing Ah Wang's hand, he paused in the air, then turned to Nanke. Nanke instinctively shrank, and a chuckle came from behind. His hand fell on her face, pinching her cheek like dough: "Not yet." Walk?"

The words were spoken to Ah Wang. Ah Wang angrily put the bedding into his sleeves and made a face on his red forehead: "What a nuisance!"

Then he turned around and ran away.

Nanke sighed and turned around: "The country collapsed..."

"If it weren't for the fact that that girl can only live for a few decades, it wouldn't be as simple as flicking her forehead."

The soft gray light outside the window hit the beautiful face with tightly knitted brows, and then, Nanke was tightly circled by two arms.

My heart felt as if it had been tapped lightly with a small rubber hammer.

For a moment, she felt that she would be happy to stay in this small room with him all the time, even if the wound never healed.

Half a month later.

Grandma Zuo passed away.

When he learned the news, Baimu Gui had already buried her mother-in-law Suo beyond the funeral in accordance with her will.

Asase Hibiki naturally entered the shrine, and also picked up Nanke and the others.

Behind the shrine, among the twisted roots of the cherry trees, is a small shrine.

The traces of soil renovation have not yet faded, and it is said that the bones of generations of shrine maidens since the establishment of the shrine are buried here.

Nanke clasped his hands together and prayed silently to the shrine.

Although she is a disqualified miko.

Although she is a derelict mother.

Please look at her compassion for sacrificing her life to realize the long-cherished wish of the victims, look at her stubborn actions to save her daughter, and look at her hard work in protecting the island for more than decades.

Let Granny Kanu, as a shrine maiden, rest here forever.

Just when Fuzi could open his eyes, a round and fluffy ball swayed under the shrine. Just as he was about to lift his paws, Awang hugged him away.

"Nan Ke, you can pack your luggage later. Do you want to go to the top of the slope to bask in the sun?"

Nanke opened her eyes, and the tiny rays of sunlight fell from between the leaves of the cherry trees. It was a bit unfamiliar and dazzling. She raised her hand to block it and smiled: "Okay."

Sitting on the green lawn behind the shrine, the light incense mixed with the salty sea breeze, heated by the summer sun, is full of solid warmth.

In contrast, on the sea not far away, unbeknownst to them, a warship that had experienced countless deadly battles was floating with scars.

"What are you looking at?"

I don't know when, the people sitting on the edge changed from Awang to skirmishers.

Nanke turned his head to the side, his son was still snoring unconsciously, and the voices of Awang and Asase Hibiki could be heard faintly from the shrine halfway up the slope behind him.

"I'm looking at that boat," Nanke said matter-of-factly. "It's damaged like this. Mr. Bai Mugui and the others should start building a new boat."

"so?"

Nanke couldn't answer for a while.

There are too many uncertainties in history, and even now, she still can't imagine it.

Asase Hibiki, who once stayed away from the matter, left behind his beloved disciple and his son who had not yet grown up, and decided to...

"Speaking of which," the skirmisher said suddenly, interrupting her melancholy, squinting at the figures walking around like ants on the ship, "when I first got on that ship, someone seemed to have said something disrespectful, right? "

"Huh?" Nan Ke was confused.

She has a pretty good memory, to be disrespectful...

In addition to the ridiculing words of Bai Mugui's subordinates, "Brother, where did the kidnapped sister come back from?"...

The skirmisher suddenly opened his bamboo hat, and his whole body was so white that it glowed under the dazzling sun on the beach.

Nanke was startled, fearing that he would run to find someone to fight with. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the shadow of the thin gauze curtain fell on his head.

The skirmisher lifted up the gauze that was fluttering in the wind in front of her eyes, reached in with his hand, poked at Nanke's rosy face, which was rarely tanned by the sun, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I will get beaten by you or you will get kissed, choose one."

Nanke was speechless.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to complain about how shameless he was for asking for a kiss so openly in such a bright world, or whether to be surprised that he used a bamboo hat to leave her such a small amount of privacy, which was so considerate.

Nanke looked at the ships in the distance.

From so far away, you shouldn't be able to see what they are doing, right?

Then he looked at the shrine behind him.

Miss Xiang and Awang probably won’t come out for a while, right?

He looked down at his bed again.

It seems like he won't wake up for a while.

"Have you considered it?" The uninvited head slipped under the bamboo hat, his voice was teasing.

Nan Kexin closed his eyes and leaned forward with his heart pounding, but his lips were blocked by a finger.

She opened her eyes in confusion.

"Remember to stick out your tongue." Someone stroked her lower lip, his eyes narrowed as cunningly as a fox's.