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

Before leaving Inazuma, both Ying and Nanke had a lot of aftermath work to do.

I want to say goodbye to friends from all over the country and buy Inazuma’s specialties.

Nanke and the soldiers had to move out the rented house and restaurant front and deal with a lot of debris.

Also, go back to Qinglai Island.

Nanke was tidying up the wardrobe, looking for some clothes that couldn't be taken away to make a cat nest for his bed, and unexpectedly found a men's kimono with a light blue pine pattern.

This was used by Nanke as a disguise for the wanted Ying during the Eye Hunting Order.

When did you come back?

Nanke had no impression and turned back to look at the skirmishers inquiringly.

The straggler had put on the black and red clothes he wore when traveling for a long time, and was sitting at the table packing a large portion of freshly cooked cat rice.

Noticing her gaze, he glanced sideways at her hand, pursed his lips slightly, said nothing, lowered his head and continued working.

He should have put it away.

Nanke speculated so.

Looking at the kimono in his hand, Nanke couldn't help but think of another handkerchief of the same color.

She randomly picked out the lacquer box used to package Kamisato Ayato, and later folded it in her handbag and returned it together, and now it is a handkerchief gathering dust in the corner.

The skirmisher didn't like this style, and Nanke certainly didn't deliberately buy another handkerchief with the same pattern to offend his rebellious psychology.

That is to say...

Nanke pinched the fabric of the kimono.

Did Skirmishers buy it for her?

She obviously disliked it so much that she didn't want to wear it, but she bought exactly the same handkerchief and put it in her closet without saying a word.

...Nan Ke actually didn’t like it much.

I just think that this clean pattern and color would be very suitable for casual soldiers.

now think of it.

Seeing her wrapping the lacquer box with the handkerchief and saying that she wanted to accept it, he must have been very hurt.

Nanke folded the kimono neatly and put it back in the closet: "The country collapsed..."

"Have you finished packing?" The soldier covered the food box and stood up.

Nanke paused slightly, said "hmm", and then said: "The country will collapse, right..."

This time, her head was forcibly turned away by the hand stretched out from behind, and a soft touch like a dragonfly's drop of water fell on her lips.

"Don't mention that matter again," the skirmisher frowned deeply, not hiding his psychological shadow at all, "Let's go."

When Nanke and the skirmishers arrived at Asase Shrine, the dense thunderstorms on the island had subsided.

A broad cloud, centered on a slowly rotating lightning vortex high in the sky, enveloped the entire island. It was depressing and at the same time revealed a long-lost tranquility.

It must have been when Ying solved the Adventurer's Association's commission and helped complete the sealing of the Thunderbird.

The tall cherry trees behind the shrine were swaying in the wind. Nanke peered through the strange kitten in the grass curiously, and he saw Ying sleeping soundly in the shadow of the tree with Paimon in his arms.

"Such an unattractive sleeping appearance is truly rare." The skirmisher glanced at the saliva at the corners of Ying and Paimon's mouths in disgust.

On the other side of the cherry tree, a strange strong man was wielding a hammer and hammering hard on a huge rock, making a continuous tinkling sound that could be called noise pollution.

In the direction of the entrance of the shrine, two people in adventurer costumes, a man and a woman, were standing, chattering about something.

How tired do you have to be to fall asleep in such an environment?

Nanke sighed.

"Don't worry, the slave family has set up a barrier and will not wake up this yellow-haired human being." A lazy voice came from the shrine's worship hall where the witch who was supposed to be responsible for the interpretation of the signatures was heard.

"Bed!" Nanke's eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.

The worship hall had obviously been renovated recently. A sleek black cat sat on the neat counter, looking at her. Its golden emerald eyes showed no emotion, only a soft long tail wagging briskly from side to side. : "Welcome back, Nanke, the country collapsed."

"We're back, Bingzi." Nanke smiled and hugged it.

Suzi raised his chin, twitched his nose slightly, and then looked at the soldier behind Nanke who was carrying the food box: "I seem to smell a familiar smell?"

The skirmisher chuckled and put the food box on the counter: "As I expected, hundreds of years later, I still like the taste that only beasts can accept."

"Hundreds of years have passed, and the level of someone's cooking is still the same as before. It's so familiar that I can't tell that there has been any improvement." Fuzi responded elegantly.

After being single-handedly brought up by skirmishers, and after so many years, Xizi's ability to criticize others is at least as good as the waves in the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead.

"Doubt my level?" The skirmisher raised his eyes slightly and extended his hand with some malicious intent, "Then don't eat it."

"Meow!" Suzi's elegant mask shattered in a second, and he hooked the handle of the food box with the tip of his tail, "Don't even think about it!"

The skirmisher folded his arms and chuckled: "Look at your potential."

"Okay, the country collapsed," Nanke interrupted their exchange of words with a smile, and hugged Fuzi, "It was specially made for Fuzi anyway, so don't tease it."

Suzi put his paws on Nanke's shoulders and was stunned for a moment, sensing something was wrong in her words.

Cat rice is a souvenir.

In other words, they...have no plans to come back yet?

Suzi lowered his head, and the whole cat lay languidly in Nanke's arms. His vision swayed up and down following her steps: "...where are you planning to go?"

"Oh?" The skirmisher was walking behind Nanke, and it seemed that he noticed it unexpectedly.

"The north of the north, the country that faces Daozi across the sea." Nanke said as he walked, his soft voice close to the bed's ear.

Fu Zi lowered his eyes and stared at the toes of the stragglers: "So far away..."

"So, it may be difficult to come back in the future."

I didn't make any sound for a while.

Nanke walked all the way to the shrine next to the cherry tree.

Moss-green tree roots wind around the unmarked tomb, where several generations of shrine maidens who were in charge of this shrine were buried, as well as the remains of Awang and Mitsuyo, and the clothes of Hibiki Asase.

"That's it," Nanke said slowly after hearing Suzi's silence for a long time, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm waiting for Axiang at the shrine. When you want to come back, just come back."

Qinglai Island is uninhabited.

It seems that because Nan Ke and Xing Bing's appearance have remained the same for hundreds of years, Suzi also believes that humans and monsters are both immortal species.

Nanke did not correct it.

The pain will always fade away.

When time rolls around like the dark clouds on Qinglai Island, and the clouds clear and the sun appears, then I must have seen all kinds of life, and I will understand it naturally.

"Bed," Nanke stretched out his hand towards the dilapidated shrine, "Unlock the seal."

Fuzi was a little reluctant to part with it: "Can't you leave it at the shrine?"

"For the sake of a smooth journey, I must borrow it," Nanke tilted his head and rubbed it, "Please."

"Okay." Fuzi stood up, turned around, and let out a long whistle like a low whistle towards the shrine.

A crimson barrier formed around the shrine, shattering from top to bottom.

After the last bit of demonic power dissipated, Nanke bent down and took out a stringless bow.

After not seeing light for too long, the flying thunder was covered with a thick layer of dust. I wiped it away with my thumb, but underneath it was still as bright as new metal.

In the battle with Sandonne, Nanke learned a lesson.

Not every time you are lucky enough to have the right time and place.

Now that she has power, she should use it to the fullest extent.

In this way, even next time, the skirmishers will engage in a self-destructive battle with someone who is out of her reach.

She at least had a chance to shoot one of them down.