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

Today, Kamisato Ayato made an appointment with Nan Ke to celebrate the opening of the store.

Kamisato Ayato parked his car downstairs of Nan Ke's building. He saw a slender figure coming out of the apartment building in the twilight and rolled down the window: "Miss Nan Ke——"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ayato," Nan Ke quickened his pace and walked towards him, "I kept you waiting for a long time."

From two or three meters away, Nan Ke saw what Kamisato Ayato was wearing today and stopped in his tracks in surprise.

Kamisato Ayato is dressed very formally today.

He wore a well-tailored white shirt and a gray-blue low-lapel vest. His hair, which was usually casually hung at the side of his neck, was tied up neatly with a dark blue ribbon.

Two strands of dark blue hair mixed with flowing silver hair cascaded to his shoulders, highlighting the man's elegant facial features and the delicate little mole at the corner of his lips. As Kamisato Ayato curled his lips and smiled, his face rippled slightly like clear water.

"Get in the car." Kamisato Ayato was very satisfied with Nan Ke's reaction and raised his hand and pointed back.

His hands were also wrapped in a pair of slender black half-gloves.

Nan Ke couldn't help but pull the hem of his T-shirt and hesitantly opened the car door: "Mr. Ayato, are there any distinguished guests today?"

"Hehe." Kamisato Ayato smiled but did not answer.

After the vehicle drove onto the road, Kamisato Ayato began his routine concern for Nan Ke.

"How's everything been these days?"

Ever since the stalking incident, he would ask about Nan Ke's mental condition every now and then.

Nan Ke stared at the man's jaw in the rearview mirror and responded obediently: "Well, it's fine, the wound has healed..."

After listening to her, Kamisato Ayato nodded and asked, "How is A-Liu?"

"He has an exam next month and has been studying very hard recently."

"Hey, he must have a lot of homework, right?" Kamisato Ayato looked at the row of green lights in front of him and couldn't help but smile, "How pitiful! If he didn't have to prepare for the exam, I would have invited him too."

Nan Ke recalled that when she was leaving, Ah Liu looked at her unwillingly while holding a dozen papers in his hand: "Then should I bring him a cup of milk tea when I go back?"

“Hahahaha,” Kamisato Ayato laughed, “Okay, I’ll make his cup myself.”

Nan Ke originally thought that according to Kamisato Ayato's preference, he would still open a milk tea shop this time.

She followed Kamisato Ayato into the commercial street and was stunned for a moment when she saw a Japanese-style restaurant and bar with a sign that read "Inazumasha Magistrate" among the dazzling array of shops.

"Mr. Ayato, is this your new store?"

"Please come in." Kamisato Ayato raised the corners of his lips and pushed open the glass door for her.

The store was large, with dim ceiling lights. There were dining tables and chairs in the window area, and a curved bar filled with wine bottles in the back. When they entered, there were already quite a few customers sitting there.

Kamisato Ayato took Nan Ke to the dining area and looked at the lively young customers with his hands spread out: "Originally I wanted to continue my old business, but Miss Ying said that this area of ​​milk tea shops is already saturated, so I opened a bar instead."

"Miss Ying is back?" Nan Ke quickly grasped the key words.

Kamisato Ayato withdrew his gaze and looked into her eyes, but smiled without saying anything.

For a moment, Nan Ke felt as if he could see through her thoughts.

She lowered her eyelashes, hid her hands under the table, and gently held them together: "My illness..."

"Don't worry," Kamisato Ayato poured a cup of flower tea and pushed it to her, "I promised you, and I won't break my promise."

In other words, Lei Movie is not coming today?

Nan Ke took the water cup and looked at Kamisato Ayato opposite him slowly unbuttoning his cuffs, which made him even more confused.

So who are they going to have dinner with today?

Not long after we were seated, the waiter brought us drinks and appetizers.

Nan Ke can drink and has a good alcohol tolerance. Kamisato Ayato knew this, so she didn't care about her young age and directly served her a bottle of pink champagne.

The reddish-amber liquid flowed into the transparent cup, producing dense bubbles, and a dessert basket decorated with candles and blue roses was served on the table shortly afterwards.

The waiter lit the candles and left quietly. Kamisato Ayato rolled up her sleeves to halfway, picked up the wine, glanced at the flowers and desserts with satisfaction, and then her eyes fell on Nan Ke, whose face was reflected in the candlelight and who was looking at the table thoughtfully.

"Ms. Nan Ke." Kamisato Ayato raised his glass pretentiously to call her attention back.

"Mr. Ayato, is it just the two of us?" Nan Ke clinked glasses with him and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know how you guessed it though..." Kamisato Ayato smiled, "But there is indeed another person who will arrive later."

The dishes that followed were standard, with side dishes, salads, and steaks. Because it was a Japanese restaurant, they also added exquisitely presented sashimi and fried shrimp.

Kamisato Ayato patiently cut the steak into small, easy-to-eat pieces and handed them to Nan Ke: "These are the dishes I plan to promote as my signature dishes, please be sure to try them."

"It's delicious." Nan Ke swallowed a piece of steak and praised it truthfully.

"Try tempura again? It took me a lot of effort to recreate the taste of my hometown."

Nan Ke chewed the tempura and showed a rare curiosity: "Is Mr. Ayato's hometown the same as A Liu's?"

The girl is still young, and her unguarded gaze reveals her ignorant trust, which makes people completely irresistible.

Having specially arranged such a romantic atmosphere, Kamisato Ayato said briefly, "Hmm...", and thought it was okay to reveal a little information, so he nodded and said, "That's right."

"Then do the people over there," Nan Ke's heart moved slightly, "also have eyes as beautiful as Mr. Ayato?"

The night is dark and the lights are dim.

As the candlelight flickered, Kamisato Ayato, who was sitting by the window, had pale eyes that reflected the indigo color of the flower, as if a drop of dark watercolor had fallen into them, spreading out a phantom cold purple.

Kamisato Ayato's eyes curved into smile lines: "Miss Nan Ke, what do you want to ask?"

Nan Ke looked into his eyes, and the questions that had been buried in her heart for many years were about to come out.

The boy who disappeared when you appeared.

The boy who looks like Lei Dianying and A Liu.

After so many years, are you doing well?

But Nan Ke blinked, then picked up the wine glass and swallowed the question and the wine back into his stomach.

There is no need to hide things. Even if Kamisato Ayato doesn't tell her intentionally, clues will be revealed in her words.

in turn.

If it is something that needs to be deliberately concealed——

Even if she asked, she might not get the correct answer.

In this case, it is better to say less and ask less.

This is Nan Ke’s habit, it’s good for both of us.

Anyway, at this point, for Nan Ke, that person only exists as a distant memory.

Nan Ke slid his fingertips lightly across the cool glass of the wine glass and said nonsense, "I was thinking that Mr. Lingren, A Liu, and Miss Ying are actually blood relatives."

“How come you see?”

"You all have beautiful facial features." So-called beautiful people are all the same.

"Then Miss Nan Ke," Kamisato Ayato became interested, crossed her arms and held up her chin, "who has the best appearance, me or them?"

Nan Ke was speechless: "...Ah?"

Kamisato Ayato smiled and said, "It all depends on Miss Nan Ke's taste."

He shouldn't be too obvious about wanting to be praised.

"This one……"

Nan Ke lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of steak, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

She didn't think about Kamisato Ayato's problem.

By the way, if she ranked them based on their looks, wouldn’t Liu and Miss Ying be unhappy if they found out?

Nan Ke's brows gradually furrowed and his ears turned slightly red.

I shouldn't have said this if I had known this.

Nan Ke's embarrassed look always has an inexplicable attraction to Kamisato Ayato.

Kamisato Ayato saw her biting the fork unconsciously, too tangled to speak, the corners of her lips curved upwards: "I don't want to say it..."

"Is it Miss Ying?" Nan Ke suddenly looked at him.

"Oh?" Kamisato Ayato put away the step that he was about to hand over and pretended to listen.

Kamisato Ayato and A-Ryu don't have a good relationship, so it can't be A-Ryu.

But following Kamisato Ayato's words, he praised him to the sky.

Nan Ke was inexplicably unwilling.

"Although A Liu looks a lot like Miss Ying, he is too young after all," Nan Ke explained, "and Mr. Lingren..."

It’s older than Lei’s movie, right?

Kamisato Ayato guessed what was going to happen next, and kept smiling, but her heart was bleeding.

"...and Mr. Ayato is not a girl after all." Nan Ke finished the sentence.

Kamisato Ayato couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand and sighed with a smile: "Ms. Nan Ke, you are really..."

He shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.

Nan Ke tilted his head in confusion: "What's wrong with me?"

"Ms. Nan Ke," Kamisato Ayato picked up the wine glass and turned to ask her, "So, if there was a young girl who looked like me, would you be willing to make friends with her?"

The doorbell to the restaurant and bar jingled.

Before Nan Ke gave Kamisato Ayato an answer, a slender figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

The silver-blue braids were neatly tied up, with an eye-catching rose-colored four-leaf knot on the side of the hair.

The girl walked through the revolving door, her light silver eyes reflecting the twinkling lights around her. She glanced around the store for a moment and then looked towards them.

Very similar to Kamisato Ayato.

And young girls.

Nan Ke was so stunned that he even forgot what he was about to say.

Kamisato Ayato turned around when he heard the voice and nodded slightly to the girl: "Come here, Ayahua."