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

Rolling thunder.

Then there was a slight jingle.

The hot wind carried sparse raindrops, hitting the cheeks.

Ants crawled over the backs of my fingers one after another.

"Huh..." Nanke slowly opened his eyes, propped himself on the ground, and sat up.

My mind was a little dizzy, and what I could see was the large dark clouds about to storm, and the grass all over the slope lying low under the pressure of the stagnant wind.

Is this Qinglai Island?

Nanke turned his head following the thunder and saw the whirlpool spinning loudly in the sky as expected.

The statue of the Seven Heavens God behind him is more shabby than he remembered, peeling off to the point where his original appearance cannot be seen. A small conch is tied to the corner of the hanging stone sleeve, and there is probably a bell stuffed inside, which vibrates finely in the wind.

Nanke lowered his head and put the ants who were busy moving back to the ground. After waiting for a while, he stood up holding the statue.

So sad.

There is no strength in the whole body.

Is it because the power of the idol is too thin?

Before his legs weakened and he fell, Nanke leaned sideways on the statue and picked off the conch.

The white spiral shell has long been weathered. A thin and small one was held in the palm of the hand, and a long-lost girl's voice suddenly came out: "...Honey, I'm sorry."

"Mitsuyo?" Nanke was surprised and put the conch close to his ear.

"...I seem to be too proud. It turns out that even a tengu will not be able to wait for you to come back if he doesn't practice well."

Nanke pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

"Honey, I love you." Mitsuyo's laughter lingered in a low voice, "Three hundred years have passed, now you should believe that I really love you, right?"

"When I was keeping a wake for my father, I should have closed my eyes to meditate and pray for his salvation. But when I closed my eyes, all I saw was you."

"After leaving the villa with Awang, I met many people and monsters, but your gentleness is unique."

"The longer time goes by, the more I miss your voice."

"Knowing that you are still alive in this world is the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"Honey," Mitsuyo said softly, "I have to go back to the annex. I have to restore the calm of the sea before I emerge, so...goodbye."

"Please remember me, wife."

"Please remember Mitsuyo."

"The first Mitsuyo in the world to say he likes you, the first Mitsuyo to say he loves you."

"I hope it doesn't bother you again."

"Also, I made a bet with Guobeng, who can wait for you first. If I win, please don't tell anyone."

"Let him be complacent, and I will laugh at him in heaven."

"——I will always love you, Mitsuyo who sneaked away, stay."

The echo in the conch ceased.

I don't know when it started, but the unstoppable tears started dripping down my chin.

"Thank you, Mitsuyo." Nanke gently pressed the conch against his chest, "I will definitely remember it."

Mitsuyo with bright golden eyes, Mitsuyo who blushed and told her he liked her, Mitsuyo who whispered his love to her.

And deeply touched from the bottom of my heart.

Even if she can't reciprocate the same feelings, she will treasure these luck and beauty forever.

The raindrops in the wind became denser. Nanke wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, hid the conch tightly in his clothes, and walked down the mountain.

The skirmishers were also waiting for her.

Where will he be?

Asase Shrine?

Or an abandoned village at the foot of the mountain?

At least three hundred years have passed.

Where will he be?

Nanke's footsteps couldn't help but rush, but before he could walk down the mountain, a dilapidated hut came into view in front of the cliff connecting the hillside to another hill.

The beams were crooked, most of the tiles were broken, and half of the walls made of rubble were broken.

There were no houses here before.

Nanke's eyes were glued to the broken house and he couldn't move away.

However, she braved the wind and rain and walked in, only to find that there was nothing in the house.

Tables, chairs, beds, daily necessities, nothing.

There was only a dusty box in the corner.

Nanke brushed away the cobwebs and opened the lid of the box.

-

"...Well, the country collapsed..."

Nanke was awakened by a deep and dense kiss.

His body felt a little warm, as if he understood her reaction well, one of the hands holding her hands loosened, hooked the fine hair in her neck, and lowered his fingers.

Nanke shuddered and suddenly woke up.

"The country collapses, that's not allowed." Nanke tilted his head slightly, found a space to breathe, and looked at the purple eyes above, "We should get up."

The skirmisher lowered his head, traced the line of her lips with his fingertips, and said in a low voice with a grainy texture like gravel: "You are calling my name in your dream."

Nan Ke was slightly startled.

"I dreamed about the time when I had just been resurrected," Nanke remembered the dream just now, "At that time..."

"Ah." The skirmisher responded in a low voice and kissed him again.

Then it got out of hand.

that time.

Nanke saw a lot of things belonging to her in the box.

The clothes she once wore, the hair accessories she used, the gadgets she bought on a whim, the paper boats she folded when she was bored...

All nicely collected here.

All fade with the passage of time.

Except - babies usually curl up and sleep on these, delicate and cool dolls.

White and greasy skin, dark purple temples, lips slightly parted, clothes slightly loose, the back of her neck curved gracefully, and on the slight bulge, the triple marks were unpreparedly exposed under her eyes.

Why close yourself?

Is waiting for hundreds of years unbearable for stragglers?

When Nanke reached out to open him, countless similar questions flashed through his mind.

However, when he met the eyes of those purple eyes that gradually opened.

Missing and saddened everything.

When Nanke and the skirmishers packed up and went out, the streets were already bustling with people.

Now is the season when the dream tree blooms. The pale pink petals are denser and smaller than cherry blossoms, but they are not easy to fall. They are like clouds covering the neat roof tiles on the roadside.

Miss Qiyue of Yayoi Lacquer Ware was holding the tip of her pen to her chin, looking carefully at the newly painted vase. She caught a glimpse of Nan Ke and the skirmishers passing by, and raised her voice to say hello: "Nan Ke, the country has collapsed. Isn't it a bit late today?"

"Miss Qiyue, good morning." Nanke said sheepishly, "I stayed out of bed for a while."

"Go quickly, I see A-Nin has been working alone for a long time."

"Ok."

Nan Ke wanted to rush to the store quickly, but his current waist and leg abilities really didn't support it.

When they finally arrived at the store that belonged to them after taking a walk, the girl with green hair and purple eyes had already finished receiving the customers during the morning rush hour and was standing in the store stretching.

When Nanke and the skirmishers arrived at Mingshen Island, the lock-down order and the eye-hunting order had already been promulgated.

It was really not a wise move to brave the thunderstorm at sea to sneak to Liyue. In addition, Ying was supposed to be here soon, so Nanke thought about it and bought this shop.

In the beginning, it was just a breakfast shop. After a few years of operation, Shanbing's cooking skills were spread by word of mouth. With the strong suggestions of diners, it developed into a small restaurant that now cooks everything.

The reason why Kuki Shinobu is here is entirely because Nanke offered to include lunch when he was recruiting part-time workers.

"A'ren, I'm sorry for leaving you busy alone." Nanke walked in.

"You don't mind if my craftsmanship ruins the sign." Jiuqi Ren made way for the stragglers who entered the back kitchen, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "Um, Miss Nanke, I have to go to Tianling for an impromptu visit later, before closing. I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back, so I want to… take a leave.”

"Okay, I understand," Nanke put on the apron skillfully. Seeing Jiuqi Shinobu breathed a sigh of relief, he asked with a smile, "Do you need to bring a lunch box?"

"Eh? Ah, no," Jiuqi Ren's cheeks turned slightly red and he waved his hands, "How can this be so embarrassing."

"I remember that Mr. Heizang from the observatory likes to eat fried radish balls. Could you please bring some to him?" Nanke started to make arrangements and took a pen to write the menu. "For Ninja, is it okay to have omelette rice? It can be paired with pickles. ?”

"Thank you," Jiu Qinren said sincerely, looking at the moving tip of her pen, "Miss Nanke is really a careful person."

Nanke smiled and handed the menu to the soldiers preparing dishes in the kitchen.

There were not many customers at this time, and after Kuki Shinobu left, the store became empty.

Nanke was sitting at the table counting the accounts, and suddenly he heard a straggler suddenly say: "Arataki Yidou went in again?"

"Probably not. A-Nin's expression is quite calm."

Nanke drew a circle on the calculation result, but before he could say the second half of the sentence, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and a burly man walked in with his head lowered.

"Bah, bah, bah, you kid! Don't curse me, okay?"

The person who came was none other than Ito Arataki, who was grinding his teeth.

The stragglers didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid young man.

"Good morning, Yidou," Nanke put away the bill, raised his head and smiled, "Is it still white rice and peanuts today?"

"Hmm..." Arataki Ito held his chin and started thinking seriously. After a while, he turned back and said with a smile, "Brother Ayato, feel free to eat whatever you want. I'll treat you!"

Ayato?

Nanke looked past Yidou and looked back.

Arataki was too tall, so she sat down again, completely unaware that there was someone else following him.

With the sound of Yi Dou, the people behind came out.

The brocade white rolled-sleeved coat is an eclectic mix of Japanese and Western styles. The neckline is casually open, revealing the fine dark blue tsubaki pattern lining. A half-length light silver hair bundle is slanted from the back of the head to the front of the shoulder. Under the thin smiling lips, a small The mole on the corner of the lip moves up and down with the lips.

"The boss lady is so young."

Nanke: "..."

It’s really Ayato Kamisato.