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

Kamisato Ayato put his hands on the floor beside him, leaned back, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I haven't experienced such a hearty game for a long time."

Nanke also relaxed, rested his elbows on the table, pressed his temples and asked, "Isn't Mr. Ayato a beginner?"

"Huh?" Kamisato Ayato blinked, realized what was happening, and smiled, "Sorry, sorry, I spilled the beans."

How righteous and confident.

Nanke thought of the conversation between Manyo and Kamisato Ayato just now and asked: "What are the specific plans for tonight?"

"Ayaka brought the traveler to the teahouse and met up with Hayou. Then, Hayou pretended to sneak into Tianling to worship, while Ayaka and the traveler set off fireworks to attract the attention of the soldiers. Finally, with their help, Hayou successfully stole Everyone is happy to get the secret letter," Kamisato Ayato said while counting on his hands and spreading them out after counting. "This is such a plan that is full of loopholes. If Ayaka, who is a friend, is not there, the travelers will definitely see through the plan."

As a person who works in secret, it is not easy to work hard to make all the things on the surface go smoothly.

Nanke looked out the window, it was still bright, and he didn't know how long it would be before Ying came.

Wanyo put away the backgammon, stood up and said: "Goro is resting next door, I also went over, Mr. Kamisato, Miss Nanke, and this..."

"The country collapses." The straggler responded with a slightly cold voice.

Wan Ye nodded: "If anything happens, please inform us immediately."

Kamisato Ayato heard the door next door open and close softly, and asked Nanke: "I'm afraid I won't have time to rest tonight. If Miss Nanke wants to take a nap, I'll go next door to escape for a while."

"No need," Nanke lay down on the empty table and buried his face between his arms, "I'm also your housekeeping officer anyway."

The slightly tired voice was low and thin, as soft as a ball of fluffy young bird feathers.

Kamisato Ayato held up his cheeks and suppressed the raised corners of his lips, but glanced at Nanke too much. The young man who had been silently standing behind Nanke walked up, sat cross-legged next to Nanke, and stared at him coldly. .

Kamisato Ayato actually didn't mind the skirmishers destroying the tea room.

Rather, it was too late for him to be happy as he unexpectedly found a useful Eye of God holder.

"The country collapsed and the reception was poor." After a while, guessing that Nanke must have fallen asleep, Kamisato Ayato pushed the teacup that she had neglected in front of the soldiers and said, "I heard that you have been staying at Yingxiang Mountain in the past few days. Come on, Master Yazi entrusted you to help?"

"Don't compare me to you." The soldier snorted, looking at Ayato Kami as much as the cup of herbal tea that no one cares about in front of him, "Why did you involve her?"

Kamisato Ayato carefully studied the expression of the skirmisher for a second: "You mean your sister?"

The skirmisher's face became even more stinky.

"Nan Ke is my housekeeping officer, so naturally we go together wherever we go." Kamisato Ayato said calmly.

His calm demeanor made him look like someone from Nanke.

The skirmisher laughed angrily: "Kamizato Ayato, if you dare to take advantage of her, you'd better be mentally prepared."

The country collapsed, but he did not hide his delusions about his sister at all.

Convinced of his long-held guess, Kamisato Ayato narrowed his light-colored eyes slightly, leaned towards the skirmisher, and lowered his voice: "What kind of mental preparation are you prepared for? Are you going to kill me?"

These were the harsh words that the skirmishers said to Nanke at Narukami Grand Shrine.

He would kill anyone who was with her.

The skirmisher stared at Kamisato Ayato, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "There are many things more terrifying than death in the world."

"If you had really planned to take action, I would have died the night I took Miss Nanke away," Kamisato Ayato had already seen through him and sat upright and said, "There is no need to threaten, we are not competitors anyway. It’s not necessary.”

"What?" The soldier frowned in displeasure, feeling inexplicably annoyed that he was not being taken seriously by the other party.

"Do you have to tell me?" Kamisato Ayano said helplessly.

The soldier's lips were pursed straight.

"You guys shouldn't be siblings."

When saying this, Ayato Kamisato paid special attention to the subtle changes in the expressions of the soldiers. After getting a positive signal from it, his tone became lighter.

"We have lived together for such a long time, but there has been no progress. In fact, if I remember correctly, you seem to be unable to even call her by her name?"

Being told by Ayato Kamisato, the soldiers' shoulders tensed up for a moment.

"So, there is no need for me to compete with you." Kamisato Ayato chuckled, "However, please rest assured that you are Miss Nanke's younger brother. Even if she has another destination in the future, you will always be by her side. A place for it.”

Even if Nanke is right in front of you.

Even if the other person's surname is Shenli.

The skirmishers could hardly suppress their murderous thoughts.

Don't you regard him as your opponent?

Ah.

As long as he thought about it, killing the arrogant guy in front of him was like squeezing an ant to death.

The skirmisher took a deep breath, and when he looked at Kamisato Ayato again, all the forbearance, the deliberately disguised calmness, and the rationality used to cover up his nature were all removed.

Dark fire ignited in the purple eyes, reflecting the shadow of Ayato Kamisato, as if looking at a corpse in a garbage dump: "You can try it."

The skirmisher slightly retracted his chin, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a deep voice without any warmth.

This natural arrogance of not taking people seriously.

And the deeper cynicism and madness in the pupils.

Just like a runaway mad dog.

Once provoked, it will be absolutely fatal until death.

To be guarded by such a terrifying monster, should Nanke be unlucky or lucky...

Ayato Kamisato held his slightly sweaty palms and was about to say something to ease the dangerous atmosphere. Suddenly, Nanke, who was sleeping on the table in his peripheral vision, made a move.

Kamisato Aya and the skirmishers were both stunned.

Nanke brushed away the strands of hair from his ears. When he raised his face, there were still a few red marks on his cheeks caused by the folds of his sleeves.

"I'd better not sleep." Nanke glanced at the stragglers beside him.

Her eyes were dark and her eyes were very clear.

Nanke didn't fall asleep.

To be precise, as soon as the skirmisher sat next to her, her thoughts began to wander and she lost all sleep.

The arrogance in the skirmisher's eyes froze, like a flame being suddenly hit by a pile of wet sand, and then died out instantly: "I..."

Nanke turned to look at Kamisato Ayato with calm eyes: "Mr. Ayato, thank you for your kindness, but please stop it in moderation and don't make things more complicated."

Kamisato Ayato was confused: "Thank you?"

After putting down his words, Nanke stood up directly, left them and turned around to go out.

There was no one in the quiet corridor. Nanke turned his back to the room behind him, lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

Dealing with disputes with skirmishers was barely enough.

Why did Ayato Kamisato also come to join in the fun?

Nanke didn't care whether it was due to the provoking method instructed by Yae Kamiko or Kamisato Ayato's own bad taste. When he was hesitating whether to disturb Manyo, he heard light and delicate footsteps coming from the corner.

Nanke lowered his head and walked over in small steps, tilting his head to look at her Taro Maru.

There are two high stools at the front desk of Mu Le Tea Room.

Thomas sat on one of them, a towel draped over his wet blond hair, holding a glass of hot water in his hands and blowing on it.

Nanke sat on the other one, hugging the fluffy Taro Maru, hanging his head in a daze.

Although he didn't know what happened, seeing that she looked depressed, Thomas still took her in very considerately.

It's always easy to get along with gentle people.

Toma cautiously took a sip of the hot water, his eyebrows relaxed, and he handed the other water glass that was hanging aside to Nanke: "Miss Nanke, it's not hot anymore. Drink some water and relax."

"Thank you, Thomas." Nanke raised his hand and took it.

The cup was a bit hot to hold. Taro Maru raised his head to smell it. Nanke raised his hand and heard Toma say: "Although the head of the family usually seems to be omnipotent, he can actually cause trouble for others."

Nanke placed the bottom of the cup on Taro Maru's head and looked at him.

"I'm not chewing on my master's words. It's because we are both housekeeping officers that I secretly exchanged my thoughts with you," Thomas said with a smile. "I want to drink dumpling milk anytime and anywhere. I suddenly change my mind on a whim." , he rarely consults with the people around him when doing things, and he also likes to tease others——"

Nanke nodded, expressing deep understanding.

"However, the head of the family also has a very rare advantage," Thomas paused slightly and added, "He will listen to our suggestions. So, if there is something you really can't get through at work, Miss Nanke can just speak up. , the head of the family will understand you."

"Is that so?" Nanke recalled the tit-for-tat conversation between Kamisato Ayato and the skirmishers just now, and frowned slightly, "'I am a person, please don't fight over me as something.' - Say it like this, no Will it look like I’m losing my temper?”

Thomas:?

Out of line.

Toma drank water, thought about it for a long time, and asked thoughtfully: "Fighting over each other, does it mean that the head of the family is jealous of others?"

Nanke paused: "These two words..."

It shouldn't be considered a synonym, right?

"I knew it!" Thomas pounded the table excitedly, his wide-open eyes suddenly radiated with a bright light of gossip, "It must be the young princess who broke in before! He also likes you just like the head of the family, doesn't he? "