Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Hearing this, Paimon blinked slightly, first glanced at Claude who was standing beside him with a calm expression, then looked at Lawik who was in charge of the communication just now, and asked with some doubts:

"Eh? Scripts? Aren't all the scripts your troupe is using now written by Claude? Why is Poirot writing the scripts?"

Claude shook his head slightly, then said with a smile:

"There are actually two reasons for this."

"First, I don't know Ms. Oretti very well. Playwrights may think very differently, and the stories they write may be completely different."

"'Daughter of Water' is a script with Ms. Oretti's personal style. If I, who don't know her, were to finish it... the script would feel very out of place."

"In this way, excellent scripts will be wasted, which I don't want to see."

Having said this, Claude paused slightly, then glanced at the troupe members standing in front of him, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Second, this is their story. Whether they want to start a new chapter or bring the story to a perfect end, it should be done by them."

"I am a person who got in halfway. The ending of this story should not be written by me."

“What I do ... is continue to write the next chapter with Ms. Oleti’s expectations and vision for them.”

Claude's tone was very gentle, as if he had regarded every member of the troupe as his own child, just like what Oretti had done before.

Hearing Claude's words, Delphi, who had been standing aside in silence for a long time, nodded slightly and continued:

“Although Mr. Claude said he was an outsider, he still provided us with a lot of help.”

"He taught us the basics of writing an excellent script, ensuring that we could complete and perfect Captain Oretti's "final script" to the greatest extent possible."

"We are not professional playwrights after all. The script that we all agree is good will be handed over to Mr. Claude. If there are no major problems... the script will be considered complete."

Hearing this, Paimeng nodded as if he understood, then shook his little finger and said:

"Oh~ It seems like you and Funina get along well~"

Delphi blinked, seemingly not understanding why Paimon said that.

And Finina herself cast a questioning look at Paimon, as if she was somewhat curious about what she meant by "getting along well".

After all, in her opinion, Chang Ming was the only person who could be considered as "compatible" with her in the true sense in the past five hundred years.

"But...Isn't this referring to compatibility at work?"

Funina tilted her head, having already made a decision in her mind.

"You see, Furninna always likes romantic things. Although I think those lines can only appear in the play, they are indeed very romantic."

"And Claude and you two are the type of people who share the same sentiments about romance, so I would say you two are a good match."

Hearing this, Chang Ming, who had been standing aside and listening to these stories silently, twitched his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not open his mouth.

"Forget it, let's save some face for the child."

Chang Ming shook his head gently, then turned his attention back to Poirot's door, waiting for the male lead of "Daughter of Water" to appear.

......

The waiting process is boring and tedious.

Although Navia said that she had prepared something similar to a welcome ceremony for everyone, she also emphasized that they must take a look around Baisong Town.

But after all, they still have important things to do, and they can't just leave here like that.

As for Ying and Paimon, they did so because no one here moved. If they moved... wouldn't that be a bit out of place?

With this idea in mind, Paimon, who was already restless, turned his attention to Finina.

"By the way, Furninna, I wanted to ask you when I saw you before, why is your current state... completely different from when you were the Water God?"

"Is it because the position of the Water God actually has some side effects that make people become eccentric and flamboyant?"

Hearing this, Funina was stunned at first, then she chuckled and shook her head.

"Of course not. The position of the Water God doesn't have so many strange metaphysical effects. It's just my own fault."

"Why are there two states or even two personalities..."

Finina lowered her head slightly, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she slowly spoke:

"Actually, it's because I kind of reject my past self."

Hearing Furninna's answer, Claude's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he winked at several troupe members around him, quietly left here, and planned to take a walk around Baisong Town.

Although the fact that Furninna was going to say it here meant that she was not shy about it, Claude was averse to hearing these words.

Although he is just a playwright, he is also very clear about the current situation of himself and the troupe.

The guy who tampered with the stage earlier has not been caught yet, and they don't know how many eyes are watching them in the dark.

Just as Chang Ming had said before, these guys were committed to disrupting the entire troupe in order to demonstrate to Chang Ming.

If what happened today was heard by someone with ulterior motives...something unfavorable to the troupe might be spread.

"On the contrary, Tiangang! A certain troupe in Fontaine is privately discussing Lady Funina's eccentric personality!"

"Humans don't thank the water gods!"

In Fontaine today, the majority of people still thank the water god. If this kind of public opinion spreads... the consequences will be disastrous.

Even if Furninha herself comes out to explain that this is not the case...the impact of this incident cannot be eliminated in a short time.

Adhering to the idea of ​​being cautious, Claude took the other members of the troupe and followed Miles to stroll around Baisong Town.

Looking at the crowd that was gradually going away, Paimeng tilted his head and asked:

"What's wrong with them?"

"We are trying to avoid suspicion and prevent those rats in the gutter from making a fuss about what happened today."

Chang Ming answered directly.

Obviously, Paimeng's little head couldn't make her understand the logic behind Chang Ming's words, so...she could only selectively give up this question.

"Uh... Although I don't quite understand, Chang Ming, since you said so... then let's just take it as such!"

"But then again, what exactly do you mean by 'rejecting yourself'? Do you want to cut off ties with your past self?"

Furninna nodded, took a long breath and said:

"In the past five hundred years...I have endured too much pain and loneliness, as well as criticism and misunderstanding from the public."

"It's like a ship seeking a track. Once it deviates from the established track, bad things will happen, so... I can only endure it all quietly."

Having said this, Funina raised her head slightly, looked at Chang Ming who was standing beside her, and said softly:

"I don't want to see lives melt into water one after another. I don't want to see the lives and memories that the residents of Fontaine cherish so much vanish into thin air."

"But I...still lost."

"The disaster came too quickly. Even Chang Ming, who helped me carry out all this, was dragged into it. I don't know whether he is dead or alive..."

"The people of the Seven Kingdoms live under the protection of the gods. They firmly believe that before a disaster strikes, a powerful being will step forward."

"I used to put on show after show to convince them that it was real."

Finina lowered her head slightly and whispered softly:

"But when the water really rose, the 'Water God' remained indifferent..."

"In order to protect the truth, I have been going through similar things. The more I do this, the more painful and lonely I feel..."

"Although Chang Ming had guessed my thoughts more than a hundred years ago, I still can't tell everyone what I'm thinking."

"At that time, I had nothing but the truth. I could only hide everything in my heart and wait for the final moment to come."

"Gradually, I began to fear that I would fail completely, just like the original prophecy described, sitting alone on the throne crying bitterly."

Having said this, Furninna seemed to have thought of something, and a smile from the heart appeared on her face.

She raised her head slightly again, looked at Chang Ming who was looking at her worriedly, and said softly:

"But... there was a variable that none of us could have anticipated."

"The prophecy was finally rewritten, and everything had a happy ending."

"Although I no longer have the power of God, the prophesied disaster that has threatened Fontaine for a long time has been completely resolved, and I have gained true freedom."

"That's what I was hoping for... a happy ending."

As if she sensed the gazes of the three people around her, Finina blinked her beautiful eyes and said in a panic:

"What, what happened? Is there something on my face? Why are you all looking at me?"

Ying shook her head gently, then said softly:

"Nothing, I'm just happy for you."

"Freedom is a reward for you. At least... now that you have gained "freedom", you no longer have to endure loneliness and pain."

At this moment, Chang Ming looked at Ying approvingly, and then continued:

"As a performer who knows most of the inside story, I also think this is a good ending."

"Although Lady Finina asked me more than once about "what to do in the future" when the predicted disaster just ended, compared to before..."

"She is already qualified to choose her future."

Hearing this, Funina's face turned slightly red, and then she stomped the heels of her leather shoes and said rather dissatisfiedly:

"Hey (#`O′)! Didn't you agree not to expose my shortcomings?!"

......

With Chang Ming's sudden interruption, the originally overly serious atmosphere instantly became a little relaxed.

Of course, Chang Ming did not intend to expose Funina's "shortcomings".

His original intention was to help the ordinary people present reduce their alienation from Funina and understand what kind of person she was.

After completing that inhuman responsibility, she was no longer the aloof and eccentric water god.

She is just an ordinary girl with a gentle personality, a strong heart and wisdom, that's all.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming smiled slightly and said:

"Of course, Lady Funina has also found her future direction. Now she...is firmly on this path."

Finina nodded gently, and just when she was about to say something...a somewhat disturbing sound came from the distance.

"I told you to eat less fried food when you're in this condition, but why did you eat so many French fries and fish cakes just now?!"

"But, but the owner of the Thorn Rose Club is so generous that he can eat anything for free. If I don't eat... wouldn't it be a waste of his kindness...?"

The four people present looked in the direction of the sound and saw a scene that was completely different from what they saw in the morning.

At the dock in the early morning, Lawik was scolding Dilfi, blaming her for not getting enough rest.

But now the situation is completely reversed. The pale-faced Dilfi is scolding Lawik, as if he thinks this guy is a little unreasonable.

"Besides, I'm not like you. My character doesn't have to consider whether I'm in good shape or not."

"Who discussed the role with you? Can't you take your health seriously?"

Paimon smacked his lips lightly, then started to complain:

"These two are arguing again..."

As if sensing the ambiguous and strange looks from the four people, Claude coughed twice and then said:

"Ms. Delphi, Lord Chang Ming and the others are watching you. Please...be a little more restrained."

Hearing this, Lawik and Dilfi immediately stopped arguing with each other until their faces turned red.

Young lovers don't want outsiders to see their quarrel. After all, to outsiders, a quarrel is no different from flirting.

Claude smiled at them a little embarrassedly, then interrupted them:

"I'm sorry to show you that the troupe is a little too relaxed, but speaking of which... hasn't Poirot come out yet?"

Chang Ming shook his head gently, and just when he was about to say something, a somewhat dissatisfied voice accompanied by the creaking of door hinges rang in everyone's ears.

"I can hear you yelling from a distance, Lawik. When will you let Delphi relax?"