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

Less than a quarter of an hour.

"Why did you stop here?" Paimon's panicked voice came from outside the tea room.

"For me, the Mu Le Tea Room is the safest place around here..." The young male voice panted, "Traveler..."

Nanke picked up the token left by Ayato Kamisato, opened the door and walked out.

In the quiet dry landscape courtyard of Mu Le Tea House, a foreigner with blond hair tightly clutched the Eye of the Fire God around his waist.

Next to him was a petite blonde girl in a white dress.

While talking to Toma, he turned his head to guard against the pursuers in the direction from which he came.

As soon as Nanke opened the door curtain, Ying immediately noticed her, raised the one-handed sword in his hand, and protected Paimon and Thomas behind him.

Although they are twins, their similar beautiful features are not as gentle as Kong Qianfan's, but more heroic.

"Miss Shenli has left," Nanke stepped forward and showed the token in his palm, "Toma will arrange it for you. Traveler, please come with me."

"It's a token of the master of the family," Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and pressed down the hilt of Ying's sword, "Traveler, this young lady is one of our own."

Ying put away her sword and nodded to Nanke: "Sorry."

The reason why Ying and Toma were able to escape smoothly to the Mokuro Tea Room was all thanks to the Final Series ninjas arranged by Kamisato Ayato around the venue in advance.

Fortunately, they disrupted the pursuit of the soldiers, and Nanke was able to successfully take Ying home.

"Hey, is this the place where you live?" Pamon looked at the furnishings curiously, flying around the room and sipping his saliva, "It smells so good..."

"Pai Meng!" Ying raised her eyebrows and akimbo.

"A little snack, please use it." Nanke opened the food box on the table and brought out half a plate of cherry cakes to Paimon.

Ying's appearance and clothes were too conspicuous. After settling Paimon, Nanke went to find a set of low-key regular clothes for Ying.

Paimon finished the third piece of cherry cake, Ying also changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom.

Men's light blue pine pattern kimono is a color that casual soldiers are not interested in. It has been on the bottom of the box for a long time.

Ying and Skirmishers were of similar stature, so they were a good fit.

"Is it really safe to stay here?" Ying frowned slightly and looked around the room.

The guest bedroom in this house is integrated, separated only by a sliding paper door. There is really no place that can be used to hide people.

"I have a younger brother who, for some reason, hides his appearance when he goes out." Nanke stood up and helped him pull off the messy belt and tie it up again. "You just need to pretend to be him and put on a hat."

"In other words, you want to pretend to be a boy?" Ying raised her hands to facilitate Nanke's movements. After thinking for a while, she cleared her throat and lowered her voice, "I understand."

Nanke smiled and straightened up: "You guys rest here for a while, I'll go out and be back soon."

"Be careful on the road." Ying said with a serious face.

Nanke nodded lightly, pushed the door open and went out.

Everything happened so fast that the scattered soldiers had to be notified of the situation before Tian Ling came to search for them.

Just as he was thinking about how to explain it more concisely, Nanke almost bumped into someone at the door.

It was none other than the skirmisher himself who was dressed in air-conditioning.

"Guobeng, are you back?" The distance was too close, so Nanke took a small step back.

"Who's inside?" The skirmisher's eyes were filled with evil eyes, pressing her closely.

Is he angry?

Nanke was confused for a second, and before she could say anything, the skirmisher pushed her away and quickly entered the door.

Ying had already cleverly grabbed the bamboo hat hanging on the wall and put it on. She stood at the table and looked at each other nervously with the soldiers through the gauze curtain.

The skirmisher's face was as sinking as water.

In his home, wearing his bamboo hat and his clothes.

Are you still "be careful on the road" with Nanke?

Where did this trash fish come from?

In a silence where you can hear the drop of a needle.

While he was enjoying his meal, Paimon was suddenly caught by Yingroubarouba with a bamboo hat on his head, and fell into darkness: "Traveler, what happened?"

On the skirmisher's slightly raised fingertips, lightning was almost caught.

"Traveller?" The skirmisher looked back at Nanke.

Nan Ke was covering a crack in the door, looking at Jiu Jiao Xiuluo who led the shogunate soldiers from the street to search door to door.

"Kamizato Ayato called me out just for this matter," Nanke closed the door, "The country collapses, you hide for a while."

The skirmisher paused for a moment, then realized Nanke's plan, and said disapprovingly: "General Raiden personally gave the order, and Kujo Sera will not let it go just because of his face."

"But she will at least give us face." Nanke was determined.

It was true that Kujo Sora worshiped General Raiden, but he was also more upright than anyone else.

In the original main plot, after learning that Tian Ling Feng Xing was colluding with the Fools, Kujo Sora immediately went to the Feng Xing Office and the Castle Pavilion to confirm.

As long as there is a chance to talk, Nanke has the confidence to shake her.

"You overestimate Kujo Sora." The straggler looked sideways at Ying, with a bit of displeasure and coldness.

Ying couldn't help but take a half step back, holding down the hat and Paimon with one hand, and put on a defensive posture.

This man looks so much like General Thunder.

If Nanke hadn't greeted him with a normal expression, Ying would have fled the door as soon as he entered.

"Unless your status and strength are much higher than hers, making her think that she has no choice but to believe in you," the skirmisher looked back at Nanke's face and continued, "otherwise she will never let the opportunity to perform slip away. Walk."

"Don't we have such conditions?" Nanke asked.

"You..." The skirmisher was slightly stunned.

Of course there are.

Because there are skirmishers.

He actually counted him as a hand card without saying hello...

A guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

There was a knock on the door of the neighbor's house next door, and then Kujo Sora's cold voice came.

"The country collapses." Nanke urged.

"I refuse." The soldier walked towards Ying.

Ying's whole body was tense, ready to defend and counterattack at any time, but the skirmisher passed directly by her and opened the closet.

Paimeng straightened his body and sat up with his bamboo hat on his head. He watched the skirmishers skillfully take out the bedding and make a bed on the tatami. There were two big question marks in his two big dark blue eyes.

What is he doing?

The floor was paved with meticulous care. The soldier was half-kneeling, lifting half of the quilt, and stared at him with cold purple eyes: "Come here."

Ying/Paimon:? ? ?

Without waiting for anyone to ask, he stood up again and went to visit Nanke at the entrance.

Ying hugged Paimeng and lay on the bed in disbelief. Just as he was about to ask what he was doing, the skirmisher who came back with Nanke pulled the quilt and covered him from head to toe.

Then there was weight pressing on Ying's side through the quilt.

It's Nanke.

Nanke looked helplessly at the stragglers above: "The country collapsed?"

"Don't provoke the shogunate and the fools," the skirmisher put his hands on her side, lowered his head and kissed her neck, "Those are two pools of dirty water."

Of course Nanke knew.

But this was the best she could think of in a short period of time.

"Guobeng," the familiar intimacy made his body soften and numb. Nanke pushed his shoulders, tilted his head, and saw the bulging quilt next to him, with the bed underneath, and the shameful blood rushed straight to his face, "Don't... ugh !”

The sound of kissing was accompanied by the burning sensation of his throat being bitten and sucked hard. Nanke bit his lip and groaned.

Her weaknesses have long been clearly understood by the skirmishers.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"Tian Ling is committed to hunting down fugitives, open the door!"

Nanke couldn't help but hold his breath.

The skirmisher kissed and ordered in a low voice: "Scream louder."

"Open the door!" The soldiers outside raised their voices.

Will you have the wisdom to give up disturbing them because you find out what they are doing?

The belt was pulled away by the skirmisher and thrown aside. Nanke broke the can and followed the skirmisher's bite with more force than usual, no longer suppressing his voice.

The skirmisher grabbed Nanke's clenched fingers and pressed them on his chest.

The gasps of men and women were mixed with increasingly indulgent cries, and you didn't need to think about it to know what was going on inside.

The shogunate soldier who called the door stopped and turned around in embarrassment: "Um, Lord Kujo..."

Of course Kujo Sora also heard it, and stood there with a frown on his face: "Knock again."

The shogunate soldier smacked his tongue lightly, and could only continue to knock on the door with a life-threatening expression on his face: "Tian Ling will serve you! Please cooperate with official duties!"

After relentlessly harassing and listening to the corner for five minutes, the fire inside finally subsided.

After waiting for a while, there were footsteps approaching the entrance, and the young man's voice coming out through the door was full of impatience: "What's the matter?"

The door was opened a few inches, revealing a beautiful young man standing at the door.

Messy short hair, proud phoenix eyes, bright red and moist lips pursed into a thin line, with a bit of laziness and dissatisfaction with having good things disturbed.

Between the loose top is a large white and solid chest, with a few fresh and clear red marks hanging on it, which is full of vitality.

Kujo Sora's eyes widened and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.