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

"I'm sorry, my male companion is a bit ignorant."

The servant, who was slightly taller than Nanke, danced like a man and held her in his arms while rocking the steps.

"I apologize on behalf of Dalia for accosting you."

"It's me who should apologize. I was rude when I left you alone without formally saying hello."

"Can I ask the lady's name?"

"...Nanke."

"Hello, Miss Nanke. I am Arecino."

Nan Ke easily escaped without leaving any trace.

The strength around her waist was too strong, and she was a little breathless.

Most people will unconsciously reveal their flaws when they are nervous and oppressed.

The servant looked down at Nanke's calm eyes. Except for a little displeasure due to discomfort, there was no emotion in those black and white eyes.

Well, it seems that this Nanke does not belong to the "majority of people".

"Where is Miss Nanke from?" the servant asked casually.

"My ancestral home is Inazuma. By the way, Miss Arecino doesn't look like she's from Fontaine."

"No, I am a true Fontaine man." said the servant.

"There is no one like you in Fontaine who is informal and full of military temperament."

"You mean that coat? Ah, that's the coat of my male companion, Mr. Dadalia-"

The servant trailed off slightly, and when he saw Nanke's brows lowered without any trace, his lips curled into a meaningful arc.

"——Just kidding. After you have been chatting for so long, he should have told you that my true identity is actually the executive officer of the Fools, right?"

"That is, Solstice's diplomat?"

"A rather peaceful interpretation."

"Fontaine has always been peaceful."

"I hope there will always be peace."

Nanke pondered the servant's tone and gradually became a little doubtful.

At least for now, it doesn't sound like the servant has any evil intentions.

Want to meet the Water God in an informal setting without any agenda?

Is it reasonable for fools to cause trouble wherever they go?

unreasonable.

Nanke does not deny that he is mixed with stereotypes.

She remained vigilant for the time being: "Does Miss Arregino like watching performances?"

"What kind?"

"Opera, or magic."

"Depends on who you're with."

As expected, Nanke thought, with a tacit smile in his eyes, he raised his eyes and looked at the servant.

"Indeed, watching it with people with good taste always makes the performance more interesting."

Another dance comes to an end.

Nanke did not let go.

The servant didn't give up either.

How could two people with the same purpose let this rare opportunity go and let the other party get there first?

Unexpectedly, Funina quietly left the stage during the break of the music.

Nan Ke looked towards the entrance of the ballroom. Within two seconds of Fu Nina leaving, Linnet left the venue without attracting any attention.

"Nice to meet Miss Nanke." At this time, the servant spoke slowly.

As she said this, she held Nanke in her arms and walked towards the edge of the dance floor.

"It's really sad that our precious time dancing together is coming to an end so soon."

Nanke paused on her toes, steadied her body and raised her head: "Miss Arecino, would you mind dancing with me again?"

"Oh?" The servant raised his eyebrows.

Nan Ke smiled and said nothing.

The next second, the skirmishers who noticed the situation pushed Dadalia away, left the dance floor, and chased in the direction of Funina and Lynette.

The opportunity to see the water god is rare, maybe only once in a short time.

This was what they had obtained in exchange for their social death. Nanke had to try his best to hold off the servant, a troublesome big shot.

"I thought I was being friendly enough,"

The servant stared at the backs of the stragglers. As soon as he let go of Nanke's hand, Nanke grabbed it back, and his eyes finally began to show a little worry.

"Miss Nanke, I prefer to make friends than make enemies. I hope that we can also become good friends."

Before he finished speaking, the servant changed his original pace and stepped sideways as Nanke moved forward.

Nanke tripped over her calmly and almost hit someone else's back.

"I also look forward to becoming friends with Miss Executive Officer." The moment Nanke stabilized his body, he grabbed the servant with his backhand.

The chaotic dance steps returned to their original state.

In public, people who are accustomed to maintaining face do not choose to use violent means.

The servant just chuckled and let go of Nanke's waist in tune with the tune.

Raising the clasping hands high, Nanke turned around and walked around, with the trailing swallowtail flying behind him.

The servant was supposed to wrap his arms around her again.

But he took the opportunity to let go and walked away like Nanke.

Women's step?

By the way, it's time to switch partners.

Nanke reacted when he saw the Fontaine people retreating from the side of the servant.

But no one dared to dance with them.

——Except for the direction in which the servant danced, Dadalia happened to be alone.

Nanke casually grabbed the arm of the nearest person, regardless of whether the person was a man or a woman, and used the strength to stop the movement, then let go and chased the servant.

When Nanke hugged his waist, the servant let out an invisible sigh.

The servant's palm slid down and pinched Nanke's wrist.

Then the pace changes.

Two people who were dancing the man's step to each other couldn't dance well at all.

At the time of stalemate.

The long ending of the dance finally comes to the last note.

Relying on the arm strength honed over many years in the military, the servant forcibly pulled Nanke's upper body and threw him sideways and downwards.

Nanke suddenly lost his balance and his heart skipped a beat.

This is the case.

If there is no tacit understanding, or the other party is deliberately making things worse.

She will definitely fall.

At the critical moment, the servant leaned forward and hugged Nanke.

"Naughty children," the servant warned softly in Nanke's ear, "will be whipped."

The entire weight of his body relied on the other party. Facing the scarlet cross pupil so close at hand, Nanke almost felt his back touch the ground, holding his breath and unable to reply.

After a moment, the servant acted as if nothing had happened, put on an invisible smile, and asked Nanke to stand up: "It was a wonderful dance, Miss Nanke."

Then she pushed Nanke towards Dadalia.

"It's a pity that I'm tired. Next time we have a chance, let's watch magic together."

The servant turned around, called the waiter, put his coat back on his shoulders, and left the ballroom without looking back.

Nanke put his hand on his chest and heard Dadalia behind him asking: "Miss Nanke, did you and Arecino have a good chat?"

"Ms. Arecino seems to be angry," Nan Kewei paused, then turned to Dadalia, pretending to be helpless, "That's probably why we left her to chat. Mr. Dadalia, you don't have to worry about me, please Go chase her."

"Ah?" Dadalia was stunned.

Before he could digest it, Nanke pulled him away from the dance floor and pushed him towards the door: "Go quickly, you won't be able to catch up if you are late."

With an encouraging smile on his face, Nanke watched Dadalia rush to the road blocking the servants with doubts. Finally, he could relax and lean on the table, rubbing his shoulders and sighing.

The oppressive force of the executive is really terrifying at close range.