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

"Dishya..." Dinazedai clenched her hands into fists and placed them on her knees. She was so nervous that she was sweating while looking at the battle in the air.

Nanke sat next to Dina Zedai, also a little nervous.

On a whim, she didn't expect that it would turn into a scene where three people were fighting each other.

I hope the skirmishers will be restrained.

The thunder reaction above crackled and exploded happily. After a while, someone on the other side of Dina Zedai asked: "Miss Dina Zedai, long time no see, can I sit here?"

Nanke looked around and saw a familiar ear: "Huh? Mr. Tinari?"

"Hello, Nanke, we meet again." Tinari took a seat in the empty seat moved by Dina Zedei, tilted his head and wagged his tail at her.

Tinari had never wanted to come to Xumi City.

He was worried about leaving Ke Lai alone.

But after Nanke and the others left, Sainuo suddenly came to Huachengguo, said he had a rest today, and invited them into the city to play.

Kelai repeatedly said that it would be fine to stay at home and he would be obedient, so he pushed Tinari out of the door.

Tinari didn't want to go to the city. The festival with the Order was one reason, and the city was too busy, which was also another reason.

He drooped his ears slightly, spread his hands to Nanke and Dina Zedai and smiled bitterly: "When everyone cheered just now, my ears were almost deafened."

"Dina Zedei, do you also know Mr. Tinari?" Nanke asked.

"Um... well..." Dinazedai looked confused and touched the bandage on her wrist. "I'm not in good health. Master Tinari is a kind person and often comes to consult me."

Dinazede, like Kelai, also suffers from magic scale disease.

Nanke remembered: "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing worth apologizing for," Dina Zedei shook her head and laughed, "I was afraid of scaring you."

"How did you two know each other?" Tinari asked curiously.

"I rarely go out. I met Nanke last time when I sneaked into the Grand Bazaar. I met Nanke again by chance this time," Dina Zedai turned around to explain. "I thought we were destined, so I had the courage to exchange with Nanke. name."

Nanke smiled and nodded.

There was another bang.

The three of them raised their heads together, and bright sparks splashed down from above in a radial pattern. They disappeared in a flash, leaving only a little smoke that drifted in the wind, covering the three intertwined figures in the sky.

"Who do you think will win among them?" Tinari asked suddenly after watching for a while.

"Of course I support Disiya." Dina Zedei said.

"The country will not lose if it collapses." Nanke replied.

"Then I can only vote for Seno," Tinari laughed, "Speaking of which, since we rarely go shopping in the city, and it will be over later, why don't we go somewhere to get together? meal?"

"Okay!" Dina Zedai's eyes sparkled, "I'm not boasting, I have a restaurant under my name and it has a very good reputation..."

Meeting friends for dinner feels strange, but not bad.

Nanke listened to their discussion, his fingers resting on the bench beside him, unconsciously rubbing the grain of the wood.

The sky frequently heard the young man's wild and wanton laughter.

It seemed like the skirmishers were having a good time too.

Nanke was thinking this, and then heard a loud bang, and a figure with black smoke suddenly fell from the sky.

It landed right in the middle of the stage of the theater and made a big hole in the wooden board with a crash.

The theater manager held his chest in pain.

Desiya crawled out, patted out the flames on her clothes, and let out a reluctant tut.

"Dishiya!" Dina Zedai stood up suddenly in fright.

"I'm fine, miss." Disiya stood up, jumped off the stage, came to Dina Zedai, squinted her eyes and looked up at the two people who were still fighting, "I'm sorry, that Patisaraan, it seems that I I’m not qualified to get it.”

After a while, another black shadow fell down.

The stage was once again hit with a big hole.

The manager turned his head and covered his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

"After a few moments," Sai Nuo sat in the cave, looking at the person who was slowly descending, and smiled with an unfinished smile, "I gave up."

The skirmisher landed, the thunder ring behind him slowly disappeared, and he reached out to him.

Seno was pulled up.

Nilu's agent quickly ran onto the stage: "Then I announce that the person who has won the one-day agent privilege of Miss Nilu today is..."

"Wait a minute!" Some audience members noticed something was wrong and stood up to interrupt, "Where's Patishalan?"

"Ah?" The agent turned around.

Sano tilted his head and was arranging his hair.

The skirmishers were also empty-handed.

Everyone looked up.

High in the sky, soft purple flowers were carried by the breeze, floating left and right, and slowly falling.

However, the falling path does not seem to necessarily lead to the stage. Those two teenagers who fought over it?

There was silence in the amphitheater for a moment, and everyone's eyes were chasing the purple to see who would win the flower.

The skirmishers were too lazy to move.

With his strength here, even if he is caught by someone who has no eyesight, he would like to see who dares to take it for himself.

Another gust of evil wind blew Patishalan, who had already deviated from the path, completely changed his trajectory and was about to float out of the theater.

Nanke reacted and stood up: "I'll pick it up."

The skirmisher nodded reservedly.

Everyone watched Nan Ke chasing Patishalan, and saw the skirmishers coming down. While slowly following her, they raised their hands and sniffed the sleeves that were soaked in the smell of smoke in disgust.

"What? It turns out it's for my girlfriend." Someone said sourly.

"I'm so envious." Someone said with envy.

In any case, the outcome is decided.

Tinari also stood up and said to Seno who was stepping down: "Seno, let's go over there too. We have agreed to have a dinner together. Of course, if you don't have any objections."

Tinari looked at Desiya with a polite smile.

"Oh, let's go, let's go," Desiya sighed, folding her hands behind her head, "I'm really impressed by you, you can actually get serious about a small competition..."

The wind in winter is always strong.

Nanke was afraid that the flower would be blown to a roof, otherwise she would have to ask him for help when the skirmishers caught up with her.

She hadn't settled the matter yet for forcing him onto the dance floor tonight.

Thinking about how the skirmishers would ask her to get this debt back.

Nanke shivered slightly.

Patisalan finally landed leisurely at a fruit stall on the roadside.

There were still a lot of people shopping. Nanke slowed down and walked towards the flower. Suddenly he heard a jingling bell.

The sunshade of the grocery stall cast an unclear shadow in the streetlight. Nanke couldn't see clearly the people walking out of the shop. He could only see a group of moving shadows, and one reaching out of the shadow to pick up the flowers beside the fruit basket. Slender hands.

"Wait a minute!" Nanke hurriedly said, "That flower is..."

She couldn't finish her sentence.

The bell rang again, quick and crisp, accompanied by the clear sound of clogs hitting the street stones, and a flash of blue broke through the gloom: "Nanke!"

Nanke opened his eyes involuntarily and stopped moving.

The tinny ringing of the bell stopped with the steady swaying of the bamboo hat hanging veil. In the dim yellow of the street lamp, the young man whose face was still unclear looked at her, his eyes full of surprise of reunion.

It seemed that she did not recognize him due to misunderstanding.

The wanderer lifted up his bamboo hat and approached her eagerly: "Nanke, it's me!"

Nanke's back was as stiff as a taut string.

After the incident with the wanderer in the dream, she told the skirmisher everything.

Because of this, some things can only be discovered after careful review.

For example, between dream reincarnations, she would always forget some memories.

For example, she thought she had already explained it to the wanderer, but in fact she didn't mention it at all to the straggler.

Another example is the smile Wanderer always showed to her, and his every move of intimacy.

Nanke has never sorted out the details of feelings on his own.

At this moment, there was only an intuition in my heart - I couldn't let the two of them meet without explaining it to the wanderer.

This kid will be sad.

She will also definitely add unnecessary trouble to the skirmishers.

But Nanke had no choice or chance to avoid it.

The sound of clogs also sounded behind me.

Nanke reached back and tried to catch the skirmisher.

The person who noticed the abnormality was quicker than her. A sleeve corner brushed her fingertips and blocked her in front of her.

The skirmishers blocked the wanderer's gaze from looking directly at Nanke.

Looking at the face across from me that was exactly the same as mine, I felt for the first time that it was extremely annoying.

The wanderer's eyes were gleaming, and he pursed his lips tightly, holding the weak flower stem in his hand.

No words needed.

Recognize the other party's identity and classify the other party as an enemy.

One glance is enough.