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

When I went to find Victor the next day, the demon raccoon straggler appeared again.

When Nanke was inciting Victor to rebel in the dungeon, he held her waist and sat back and watched silently.

Other demon raccoons were also moving around, trying to attract Nanke's attention. Nanke tried to stop them to no avail, so he simply let them go. Anyway, they were only an eyesore at most.

Today Victor took the initiative to mention his family.

I have a younger brother who is studying and a sister who is already married. The yogurt stew made by my mother is the warmest memory of Winter every year.

"I... miss my mother's yogurt stew very much," Victor buried his head and sniffed. "They say that fools are treated well, so I joined. Who knew that when I went abroad for the first time, I encountered a national lockdown order, and when I returned home, I... If I don’t go home...I don’t know if my salary in the past few years has been paid to my family’s account..."

The more Victor talked, the more he couldn't control himself, covering his eyes and sobbing.

Nanke stood up and wanted to hand him a handkerchief, but was tightly hugged by the arms around his waist.

Turning around, the demon raccoon straggler was like a clingy octopus, his whole face buried in her back.

anyway.

Only he has neither ears nor tail.

Nanke was silent for a while, sat back and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Victor."

Victor took the handkerchief with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, you are such a good person."

"Hey." There was an unhappy tut from behind.

Nanke glanced back, then looked back calmly.

"Miss Nanke," Victor said before leaving, "make peace with your brother as soon as possible. You are very lucky to be able to accompany each other with your family."

Nanke nodded: "I also hope you can reunite with your family soon."

"I..." Victor had a complicated expression and hesitated to speak, sighing towards the damp ground in the dungeon.

"Mr. Victor actually understands." Nanke saw his dejection in his eyes and said,

"No matter how turbulent the political situation is, the one who stands at the top of the Dao Wife will always be the god. And the clique and selfish pursuits pursued by you and Tian Ling will be exposed sooner or later."

"If the plan is secretly planned like in other countries, there may be a possibility of diplomacy in the end, but Madam's various ostentatious actions are tantamount to declaring to the public that fools are interfering in politics, and your only way of survival has been cut off."

"Does serving the country as a soldier mean that your loyalty has to be wasted on such an arrogant and short-sighted boss?"

"But I swore an oath with everyone," Victor clenched his fists, his eyes wavering, "I will never betray Zhi Dong, and I will die without regrets..."

"This is not a betrayal, Mr. Victor," Nanke corrected gently, "it's just a statement to us that there are people in the Inazuma Mission who don't agree with Madam. As long as you are willing to contribute to the rectification of the country, the general will forgive you. ."

Soft words are like honey.

Wrapped in poison.

It's clearly a betrayal.

It is undoubtedly a betrayal.

"For the sake of the colleagues implicated by the lady, the relatives far away in their hometown, and the justice of the people of Inazuma," Nanke pointed out, "Mr. Victor, please think carefully."

"Miss Nanke," Victor's voice trembled, and he no longer had the ease and ease he had during the previous chat, "You are truly a terrible witch."

Nanke didn't respond, picked up a demon raccoon, held the escalator, and left here.

People are human and therefore have common weaknesses.

A person who misses his motherland and selflessly tastes hometown cuisine in the middle of a mission will not be invulnerable.

She just changed her angle and took advantage of Victor's feelings a little bit.

In comparison, the idea of ​​​​a skirmisher who could not rely on common sense analysis and had no trace to follow really made her feel at a loss...

Facing a similar sunset, walking the same road as yesterday.

Nanke looked at Ayato Kamisato who was leaning in front of the gate of Kamisato Mansion, wearing a kyudo uniform and playing with the bowstring, and his nerves became slightly tense.

Kamisato Ayato's schedule today is to go out hunting with a certain minister.

Nanke, who was the personal housekeeping officer, was supposed to accompany him, but he excused himself because he wanted to make dumpling milk.

Now, because of the delay in the last conversation with Victor, the promised dumpling milk has not started at all.

The troublesome Kamisato Ayato is on the one hand.

The people behind you are another matter.

How long does he want to keep pretending?

Nanke put the head of the little demon raccoon in his arms on the ground and rubbed its furry little head: "You can't enter a human's house, go back."

The little demon raccoon nuzzled the palm of her hand, looked back and forth a few times, then ran back to the leg of the skirmisher, and stayed close to him.

Nanke followed and looked over. His beautiful and cold face looked like he had something to say, but he just stared at her with his lips tightly pressed.

Right.

The demon raccoon can't speak human language.

Although the unhappiness on that face almost turned into a dark cloud and enveloped him, Nanke bent his lips towards the straggler, stood up and left in order to cooperate with his role-playing.

"Miss Nanke," Kamisato Ayato looked at the young man standing in the wilderness with the monsters in the distance and asked curiously, "Have you reconciled with Kunibeng?"

"That's the civet cat's magic." Nanke had mixed feelings and couldn't bear to look back.

The skirmishers actually didn't call her to stop.

What was he thinking about?

"Oh," Kamisato Ayato clasped his hands, remembering the misunderstanding that almost spoiled the family relationship on a moonlit night, his eyes followed Nanke, and he said in a long voice, "Miss Nanke, my -?"

"Mr. Ayato, should you eat first, take a shower first, or deal with official documents first?"

"I want to taste the dumpling milk made by Miss Nanke first."

"Well, about that..."

Nanke and Kamisato Ayato walked into Kamisato's mansion one after the other.

The skirmisher's finger bones clenched tightly, making a cracking sound.

what happened?

Can't even recognize who he is.

Still like Ayato Kamisato...

Could it be that she was serious when she said they were breaking up that day...

So, stop spending time on him.

No, it's impossible.

……

It must be confirmed.

into the night.

Kamisato Ayato, who had been delayed from working due to going out, was writing furiously.

Nanke lit the incense and added the dumpling milk.

The sound of the slurping straw was particularly loud in the quiet room.

Then there is the elastic squeaking sound when chewing the dumplings.

Nanke finally knew where Ayato Kamisato's love for dumpling milk came from.

Like a college student who likes to eat chocolate when he stays up late to catch up on homework.

After finishing his work, Nanke sat back in the corner of the room and picked up the half-read "Please Entrust My Fox Immortal Palace Secretary" on the cushion.

The plot is developing after Butter Crab Shura Field. The general who lost Yae Masako caught a cold and woke up to find Masako sitting by the bed taking care of her.

General Raiden (choking): Zhengzi, I thought you didn’t want me anymore.

Masako Yae (gently wiping the general's sweat): Fool, I will always be with you.

General Thunder cried loudly.

If only the relationship between her and the skirmishers could be so simple and direct.

Nanke closed the book and leaned against the wall next to him.

If she also catches a cold, will the skirmishers be like Masako...

No.

It seems like she is Masako Yae?

Nanke pressed his temples and sighed silently.

Nanke's sense of presence is really low.

After replying to the letter in his hand, Kamisato Ayato glanced at the next item, moved his wrist to get the dumpling milk, and brought the straw to his lips, but he only got a mouthful of air.

Kamisato Ayato's eyes fell from the letter paper to the empty cup, then raised his eyes and noticed Nanke sleeping against the wall.

The moon outside the window rose above the sky, and it was already late at night.

I forgot to tell her in advance that she can go back after Haishi.

After realizing the passage of time, Kamisato Ayato yawned softly. After answering the last few official documents, he stood up and said, "Miss Nanke?"

Of course Nanke could not respond to his call to lower his voice.

Kamisato Ayato picked up the book that fell in her hand and opened it according to the bookmarks.

Seeing it is pretty fast.

If I remember correctly, the naked Lily will develop in two chapters.

Nanke is so serious, this must be the first time I read this kind of book.

I'm really looking forward to her expression when the time comes.

Kamisato Ayato put the book back to its original place, smiled slightly and patted her arm: "Nan..."

Nourishing.

Before his fingers touched it, a creepy purple electric light appeared out of thin air.

No matter how fast Ayato Kamisato reacted, he had no time to withdraw his hand. Half of his arm lost consciousness instantly and was violently bounced away.