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

Exhausted after an all-nighter, Nanke quickly fell asleep.

The skirmisher took a taste of the freshly made miso soup, served it in a small bowl, put it on the table with other breakfasts, covered it and stood up.

In the living room, without him watching, Nanke had huddled up and hid his whole body under the quilt.

The skirmisher opened the quilt and saw a face covered in sweat, with red cheeks.

He tucked the quilt in and stroked the layers of red marks on her neck.

Human beings are too fragile.

Just a small scratch will leave a mark.

It's really a good thing.

But he still clearly remembered that after being scratched by the cat demon in Yueshi Village, the scars on Nanke's back still remained hideous until he returned to the statue.

So he had to be careful so that these marks would not really hurt her.

I can't put it into words...this slightly boring yet satisfying feeling of powerlessness.

"I am leaving."

The skirmisher whispered, moving his thumb away from the messy hair on Nanke's face, and gave a silent kiss.

Open the door and walk into the bustling street under the sunlight.

Soon we arrived at the restaurant.

The skirmisher dug out a pair of arm ropes and put it in his sleeve pocket. He also found a wooden sign that read "Closed Today" from under the counter and hung it up instead of the closed sign at the door.

"Ms. Nanke, are you closed today?" Not long after, Jiuqi Ren arrived on time.

The skirmisher glanced towards the door and said calmly: "She is unwell."

Kuki stood still with a surprised look on his face.

He glanced around to confirm that Nanke was really not there. When he spoke again, his voice was a little distant: "Okay, I'll go back then. Please say hello to Miss Nanke for me."

The young man was busy and silent.

Kuki said "goodbye" and left quickly.

It has been a while since I came to work, and Jiuqi Ren has already understood how approachable Nanke is, while Guofeng is the complete opposite and refuses people thousands of miles away.

When he doesn't speak, he is still a quiet and handsome boy, but as soon as he opens his mouth or looks at him, you will find that there is a shocking arrogance and disgust hidden under those beautiful eyes.

Every life has given him a layer of spikes that keep strangers away.

But the strange thing is that despite his misanthropic attitude, Guobeng is always serious and meticulous in his work.

Kuqi Shinobu admired him a lot.

As soon as Kuki Shinobu left, the skirmishers quickly took care of the store, locked the door, and walked down the street toward the city.

Yayoi Lacquerware hadn't opened yet when I came here, but now all kinds of exquisite lacquerware have been displayed one by one, and Yayoi Qiu himself is sitting in the shop boredly drawing patterns.

"Miss Yayoi." The skirmisher walked into the store.

"Hey, is it the collapse of the country?" Yayoi Qiyue raised her head and smiled brightly, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

"Wait a minute, let me look for the one from yesterday..." Yayoi Qiyue stood up with her arms moving and climbed up the wooden ladder in the store filled with exquisite utensils. "The weather was not very good yesterday, so I don't know if it was dried. without……"

What was taken down from the height was a wooden round box no bigger than the palm of your hand.

It can't be called lacquerware yet. The wooden base was just carved out yesterday, and under the guidance of Yayoi Satsuki, the first layer of wheat lacquer was carefully applied.

"It seems to be dry." Yayoi Qiyue raised the cloth under the wooden box, looked around carefully, and handed it to the skirmisher. "The next step is to paint the base. It will be applied three times. I have already mixed the paint. Already..."

It's still early, the spring day is warm, and the chaffinches are chirping.

A passerby passed by the Yayoi Lacquerware shop and took a quick look at the scene inside. His eyes were caught and he couldn't walk any further.

Under the shallow shadow of the eaves, a young man with short purple hair sat.

The eyebrows are clear and picturesque, and the eyes are downcast and focused.

The black sleeves are tied high with a pair of long dark purple ropes, revealing two well-proportioned and stable jade-colored forearms. One hand holds an unfinished lacquer box, and the other hand holds a scraper, carefully and cautiously. The floor is painted.

There are especially many guests today.

Of course, Yayoi Qiu would not miss a great business opportunity, and greeted him with a cheerful face: "The best quality is found in Yayoi lacquerware, the best lacquerware in the world. Even the adults of the shogunate will come to order..."

"What is that?" A foreign guest glanced in the direction of the skirmishers.

"That one is called a lipstick box. In the old days, women used it to add makeup when they got married. It's the most suitable gift for your wife and girlfriend..."

After receiving several orders in the morning, the corner of Yayoi Qiu's lips almost rose to the sky. She bought two lunch boxes while humming a little tune, and placed one next to the stragglers: "Guobeng, we have been busy all morning, let's take a break and eat." Let’s eat, I’m in a hurry to make lacquerware.”

The newly applied paint needs to wait for drying, and the skirmishers are busy drawing the patterns to be engraved.

The lacquer box is small and the area that can be used is not large, so he chose to use the finest brushstrokes.

The cherry blossoms in spring, the waves in summer, the maples in late autumn, and the snow in winter are all exquisite and complex.

When the time comes to carve it, it will be absolutely fatal.

Seeing that the stragglers were paying no attention to her, Yayoi Qiu sat down with the lunch box in his arms and asked with interest: "Guobeng, is this lacquer box of yours made for your sweetheart?"

The skirmisher's hand paused slightly.

Aunt Yayoi Qiyue smiled: "Don't tell me it's for Nanke."

The skirmisher put down his brush: "Doesn't she seem to like this pattern?"

"If you can really do what you said, let alone Nanke, Princess Egret will look at you differently." Yayoi Qiyou was unwilling to give up and winked, "So, you have a sweetheart, right?"

The soldier suppressed the complexity in his eyes and looked at the ink on the paper that had not yet dried and said nothing.

Yayoi Qiyue took it as his acquiescence and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be silent and move faster than Nanke, but it is also a good thing. Now that you have a place, Nanke can rest assured to think about his own affairs. ."

"What about her?" Skirmisher asked.

"Of course it's about starting a family," Yayoi Qiyue said with a smile, "No matter how beautiful and capable the girl is, she can't open the market if she drags a half-year-old brother with her, right?"

The stragglers narrowed their eyes slightly.

"I heard that Nanke has been wandering with you since he was a child. He must be longing for a happy family." Yayoi opened the lunch box in July, picked out three octopus intestines with the tip of his chopsticks, and lined them up on the rice. "Look Ah, this is Nan Ke, this is a gentle and considerate husband, how nice would it be to have another lovely child and a neat family?"

I have heard similar words too many times.

The skirmisher's fingers were clenched tightly, staring at the brush. He was glad that he had put it down early.

"Or, Nanke likes children. If he is in good health, he can have a few more." Yayoi Qiyue thought, then took out the remaining octopus intestines, looked at them and smiled with satisfaction, "How good. Girl, shouldn’t you be so happy..."

"Lacquerware," the skirmisher suddenly interrupted her, "how long will it take to dry?"

"Well, it should be about the day after tomorrow." Yayoi Qiyue thought for a while.

"Then I'll come back the day after tomorrow." The skirmisher picked up the paper in front of him and stood up. "You can take care of it if you can."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Yayoi Qiyue drawled.

The skirmisher lowered his head and nodded, took off the arm rope from his sleeves and held it in his hand, then turned and left.

This kid is surprisingly well-behaved.

Yayoi Qiyue looked at the backs of the stragglers and thought to herself.

He lowered his head and was about to eat when he suddenly saw another lunch box being left aside.

Yayoi Qiyue raised her head and was about to call out the skirmishers, but was shocked to find that the young man was already drowning in the dazzling sunshine and the flowing crowd.