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

It turns out that Yae Shenzi will also attend the Spring Banquet.

Narukami Taisha and the shrine have been friends for generations and are not far apart, but until the banquet started, Yae Kamiko did not show up.

Not long ago, Kamisato Ayato received a secret report from the final episode, and he learned that Yae Kamiko was ambushed halfway by a gang suspected of being a fool.

"So, we are going to save the Eightfold Divine Son?" Nanke asked.

"Mr. Yaegomiya is an old youkai who has reached the state of transformation, and mere fools can't do anything to her," Ayato Kamisato replied while chewing snacks, "Although it took some time, she is on her way here. , the problem is that she pried out from the mouths of those fools that a spy sneaked into Kamisato's house during the banquet with the intention of assassinating shogunate officials."

"Which official?"

"It's not sure yet. It's possible for anyone. Maybe what the fools want to create is just the fact that an official was killed in the Kamisato family."

Are you trying to frame someone up to blame...?

Nanke pondered.

The lady herself attended the banquet, so she must know the inside story.

He had to pin the trouble accurately on the Kamisato family, and he also had to make sure that he was cleared of suspicion...

The assassin should be disguised as a member of the Kamisato family.

Most likely a domestic servant walking in the courtyard.

And to say that even if he is killed, he will never be suspected of being a fool...

"Kujo Kamaji?" Nanke frowned.

"Heroes see the same thing," Kamisato Ayato led Nanke around behind a rockery, "but if the bet is 100% on Kujo Kamaji, it will be troublesome for spies who see the situation to be wrong and pick other people to attack. See the front Are you a maid?"

An endless stream of maids were walking in a hurry, carrying exquisite meals through the courtyard paths.

"Sneak among them, get close to Kujo Kamaji without alerting anyone, and wait for an opportunity to issue a warning. Is it possible?" Kamisato Ayato asked.

No wonder he dragged her here.

Nanke accepted his fate: "What about you?"

Kamisato Ayato smiled mysteriously: "Of course I will do what I should do."

"To be clear in advance, I can at best keep an eye on you. I'm not good at things like fighting."

"That's natural. It's important to ensure safety."

Nanke pulled the snack basket from Ayato Kamisato's hand, and was about to follow the maid when he suddenly realized that the weight in his hand was light and fluffy.

Nanke looked at the empty basket in disbelief.

He looked up at Kamisato Ayato again.

Kamisato Ayato tilted his head innocently: "Huh?"

Nanke was speechless: "...snacks?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I finished eating without realizing it," Ayato Kamisato thought for a moment, patted his forehead and said, "Well then, let's ask Miss Nanke to hold a ball of air and pretend to serve the food."

Kamisato Ayato's tone was extremely sincere.

Nanke:......

Nanke felt that he was older and didn't care about him: "You'd better not be kidding."

After saying that, Deng Deng Deng walked out from behind the rockery.

Ayato Kamisato watched her hurriedly break off a few branches of cherry blossoms on the roadside and chase the team of maids delivering food. He touched his chin and laughed: "That's really serious."

Kujo Kamaji sat next to the lady, smiling at the officials who came to talk to him, while he was always ready to make up for the lady's cold and arrogant remarks.

Regret means focusing on one regret.

No wonder his father, while practicing boxing, euphemistically called it "an opportunity to practice" for him.

Even if he is a famous person under the general's seat, this foreign guest is too arrogant.

If it were Shan Luo, he would have already broken his skin.

The food at the banquet was all scraps, which was completely unappetizing.

Kujo Kamaji looked gloomy and looked at pairs of hands with no hope, placing rice balls, sashimi, etc. on the table.

tired……

Until a bouquet of blooming cherry branches was placed in front of me.

The fresh colors of the flowers made Kujo Kamaji's eyes light up. He looked at the maid who put down the cherry blossoms. She was wearing a green waiter's uniform, shoulder-length short hair, and beautiful features. She seemed to have seen him somewhere not long ago.

The maid calmly bowed her head to Kujo Kamaji, straightened up, and then sent flowers to the next table.

The sudden appearance of cherry blossoms enlivened the entire party.

Kamisato Ayaka sat at the head of the banquet, her eyes followed the guests holding cherry branches and discussing with each other, and she saw Nanke.

Originally there was no part of offering cherry blossoms.

Kamisato Ayaka looked at the two seats beside her that were still empty, one was for Kamisato Ayato and the other was for Yae Kamiko.

After thinking for a moment, he opened the folding fan embroidered with golden cherry blossoms in his hand, half covering his face.

"The eight-layered cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and their shadow looks towards the Nine-layered Mountain. We are all knowledgeable and elegant nobles here. With the spring cherry blossoms in hand, why not use this folding fan as a bonus to compete in a Japanese song about cherry blossoms after a long time?"

An origami boat was made with one hand, carrying the glass pendant at the end of Kamisato Ayaka's folding fan, and the guests started a waka game based on the courtyard's water diversion system.

Nanke took advantage of the situation and stood not far from Kujo Kamaji, assisting the organization with other maids.

The rules are not complicated. Someone spontaneously beats the time. When the rhythm is reached, whoever the paper boat flows in front of will have to compose a harmony song, otherwise he will be fined.

After a few rounds, the racket fell, and the person in front of the paper boat turned out to be a lady.

"It seems that I have good luck today," the lady picked up the tassel of the glass pendant in the boat and waved it in front of her eyes, "but I am not good at reciting poems and writing poems, and I have no interest in rice wife's light wine. Princess Egret, What do you want to do with me?"

"It's just for fun, the words are serious," Kamisato Ayaka replied calmly, "In this case, would you like to sing a Japanese song for the lady?"

How could it be possible?

There has never been a harmony between the community and the Tenryo. The presence of a lady and Kujo Kamaji is purely a matter of courtesy. Who dares to touch this in front of Miss Kamisato?

The lady who once flaunted her power and was appreciated by General Thunder for proposing the Eye Hunting Order rarely felt ostracized in complete silence.

"Ha, Mrs. Rice..." the lady sneered.

Kamisato Ayaka kept a kind smile.

She had heard all about the lady's sarcasm in front of Kamisato Ayato before the banquet.

Even a despised decorative vase can still hurt someone, right?

The best person to save the lady is Kujo Kamaharu.

After watching the show with great interest, Kujo Kamaji pretended to cough twice and stood up solemnly: "I'll be brave enough to sing a song."

The lady threw the pendant to Kujo Kamaji with a cold face.

The force was a bit too much, and the pendant flew past Kujo Kamaji and fell into the flowers nearby.

The nearest one was a petite maid. Seeing this, she quickly turned around and got into the grass to rummage around.

The old monk Nanke stood calmly, watching the little maid find the glass pendant, holding it in both hands and passing by her, when he suddenly smelled a strange sweet fragrance.

It’s not the sweetness of pastries, nor the fragrance of flowers.

Rather, it is a more decadent, pungent smell, infinitely close to the smell of blood, yet specious and unsettling...

The little maid has already arrived in front of Kujo Kamaji.

It was too late to make any further distinctions.

"There are insects up there!" Nanke shouted.

Including Kujo Kamaji and the lady, everyone around them looked frightened and jumped back.

The little maid held the glass pendant blankly: "Eh?"

It was quiet and nothing happened.

got the wrong person?

Nanke looked around quickly and found nothing unusual.

"Please leave it to me." Nanke pretended to be calm and grabbed the pendant in the palm of the little maid.

"Ah..." The little maid stretched out her hand slowly and failed to hold it back.

"Sorry for frightening everyone." Kamisato Ayaka spoke at the right time, glancing at Nanke who was going to the grass to play bugs, "Mr. Kamaji, please continue."

"Ah haha, I'd rather drink. I forgot all the waka I had managed to hold back." Kujo Kamaji blushed at his embarrassing behavior just now, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The waka game continues.

Nanke looked at the little maid next to him nonchalantly, feeling very confused.

She was familiar with the smell of blood, so it probably wasn't blood.

what exactly is it?

Although I can't figure it out yet.

But subconsciously, I always feel that it is definitely not the smell of good stuff.

The little maid stood quietly with her head bowed, occasionally glancing at the official who was writing the song, but more often, she stared at the back of the lady in front and Kujo Kamaji in a daze.

Nanke looked at it for a while and looked away.

Kamisato Ayaka and the officials were concentrating on talking, but the lady was bored. Sometimes she blew her nails, sometimes she smoothed her hair, then she picked off a cherry blossom, lit a small bouquet of fire elements, and raised her lips to watch the delicate petals gradually melt. For ashes.

Something is wrong.

Nanke frowned.

According to the lady's unruly character, she shouldn't be able to remain calm even after the assassin failed to succeed for so long.

Could it be that the target of the assassination was not Kujo Kamaharu?

Otherwise, there is no reason for no action until now...

It was the fifth round of the waka, and most of the guests had their turn. Kamisato Ayaka discussed with everyone for a long time, and finally gave the folding fan to a young shrine retainer.

A servant came running from the direction of the mansion, leaned over Kamisato Ayaka's table, and whispered something while covering his mouth.

Kamisato Ayaka smiled, stood up with the support of the maid next to her, and said loudly: "Everyone, Lord Yaegomiya has finally arrived."

"Mr. Yashiro!"

The officials were startled and hurriedly arranged their appearance and got up from their slumped seats.

Even if he had ignored political affairs for many years, Yae Shenzi's status was definitely lower than that of Inazuma and higher than that of ten thousand people.

They don't dare to neglect.