Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Hearing these words that were exactly the same as what she remembered, a smile appeared on Furninna's face involuntarily.

However, this smile was just a hint of a smile in the eyes of the audience, just like the unique smile of the "Water Goddess Furninna".

But in Chang Ming's eyes, Funina's smile was exceptionally gentle, like a blue rose that only bloomed for him.

However, this blue rose did not bloom for long, or rather...it did not bloom for long in public.

The girl quickly put away the smile that she only showed in front of her lover, and instead put on the exaggerated look that only belonged to the "Water Goddess Finina".

"Haha, praise the blessings and gifts I have bestowed upon you. It is your honor to serve Fukaros, the water demon god who represents justice."

Before Chang Ming could answer, he gently pushed the plate of food he had finished eating in front of Chang Ming and continued:

"I don't need your verbal thanks. I prefer you to show me your loyalty through your actions."

Hearing this, Chang Ming nodded slightly, then picked up the plate and temporarily left the audience's sight.

The lights dimmed at this moment, and time seemed to stand still.

And this form of expression...is usually considered "the voice of the heart" in opera.

Funina slowly stood up and turned her head slightly to look in the direction of Chang Ming, with a hint of apology in her beautiful eyes.

"I need to...become what people expect a god to be, so...even if that appearance is not what I intended, I will do it."

As if she remembered the scene of her first inauguration speech, Furninha sighed and whispered:

"Fontaine is a country that represents justice. What the people here need is not a gentle and intellectual god."

"What they need is a god with artistic color and personality to lead them."

"Although this was not my intention and I am sorry, this is my duty."

After saying that, Finina sat back in her seat and immediately put on a look as if she was thinking about something.

The moment Furninha returned to her seat, the lights on the stage came back on, which meant that the perspective returned to reality.

Just now, when Funina was performing her inner monologue on the stage, Lawik also took advantage of the blind spot of his vision and quickly came to the stage.

His role was simple, an ordinary clerk in Momang Palace who was responsible for organizing archival materials.

At this moment, he is holding a detailed list and content of all the trials carried out this morning. According to common sense...

This thing should be handed over to Fernina, the true god, for review.

Looking at Furninna who seemed to be in a daze, Lawik cleared his throat and asked:

"Lady Furninna? Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Funina's body trembled slightly, as if she was pulled out of her thoughts by the sudden voice.

However, she quickly concealed this surprise. She gently raised her head and looked at Lawik in front of her. Her eyes swept over Lawik's clothes, and then she asked indifferently:

"Are you here to deliver the case handling report and results again?"

Lawik nodded, and just when he was about to put the documents in his hand on the table... he was interrupted by Furninna.

"Well, didn't I say this before? I was present at every trial of these cases. I'll leave the details to Villette."

"not to mention..."

Finina gently touched her chin with her index finger, and then said:

"Besides, none of these trials were what I expected..."

Hearing this, Lawik stopped putting the document on Funina's desk and asked:

"Uh... may I ask what the trial you are looking forward to is like?"

Hearing what Lawvik said, Finina raised her eyebrows slightly, and then stood up suddenly as she had shown before, and said intoxicatedly:

"The trial I'm looking forward to... is a grand, dramatic, beautiful trial that will end everything..."

Having said this, Funina paused for a moment, and the intoxicated expression on her face instantly turned into helplessness.

The girl spread her hands, closed her eyes slightly, and said softly with a very complicated feeling of loss:

"Ah... you probably wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Fu Nina's words made the Mo Mang Palace clerk in front of her look a little uneasy, and even her voice trembled a little.

"Yes... I am just an ordinary person, I have no ability to guess what you are thinking, Lord God..."

Hearing this, Funina looked at the clerk in front of her with a strange look, shrugged lightly and said:

"Don't be so panicky, and don't worry about what I just said. Just go and do your work."

"As for the judgment I'm looking forward to...I will encounter it one day, and it will come one day."

After saying this, Funina gently moved her neck, watched the frightened clerk fleeing from her office, and sighed slightly.

"Although this was not my intention, judging by their reaction now... after so many years, they still regard me as a god. This is enough to prove that my plan was successful."

Finina said softly, then raised her head and looked towards the sky, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"But...how long will it take for that judgment to come?"

As Funina said this, the fill light on the stage went out instantly, and two spotlights focused on her in an instant.

She slowly closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, and began to sing:

[The duties of God cannot be abandoned, and the obligations of God cannot be waived]

[It's not my wish, but I must do this]

[If I drop my disguise, I will not be able to protect my people, and I will not be able to bear the responsibility of God]

[If I wear a mask, I cannot be close to my people, and I cannot show my inner self]

[How lucky it is to be a god, and how sad it is to be a god]

[The sadness and numbness in my heart are only known to me]

Along with Finina's graceful dance and slightly sad voice, her figure once again disappeared into the curtain.

And when the audience below the stage had already guessed that the curtain was going to change...the red curtain that originally just exposed the center of the stage suddenly moved.

wow——

Along with the sound of a cable car moving, the red curtain that originally covered the left side of the stage was quickly unfolded, revealing the stage set that the troupe had prepared long ago.

Not only that, the scenery of "Funina's Office" originally located in the center of the stage was also covered by the extra part of the curtain on the right.

Looking at this unusual transition, the audience below the stage was stunned for a moment, and then a new round of discussion broke out.

"If I remember correctly... that is Lady Fernina's reception room, right? Anyone who visits Lady Fernina will be received here."

"Wow? Such a novel way of changing scenes? It turns out that the office scenery just now was not in the middle, but on the right side?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lady Funina and Lord Chang Ming's research on Fontaine's drama is really profound. This way of changing the scene... is really unheard of."

"And did you notice that, although the scenery appears to be on the left side of the stage behind the curtain, a large part of the entire scene is still in the center of the stage?"

"Yes, yes. Even in this relatively remote corner of ours, we can clearly see the expression on Lady Funina's face. It's hard to imagine how much effort they put in."

......

The discussion among the audience was not heated; on the contrary, it soon quieted down.

Those who can come to the Oprykle Opera House to watch an opera should understand that what they are watching is the story, the actors' dancing and movements, and the actors' voices.

——It is definitely not about scenery and stage arrangement.

Because these things are just icing on the cake, we must never make a mistake in the main subject of attention.

Poirot, who was sitting in his seat, looked at Funina in front of him and said excitedly:

"Lady Furninna! I...I'm so excited that I don't know what to say, but anyway...thank you for meeting with me!"

Feeling the intense emotions of the "water god believer" played temporarily by Poirot, Fernina nodded slightly, and had a little more approval of Poirot in front of her.

"No need to say thank you. You have to thank yourself for having the perseverance to finally wait in line to see me."

"Hahaha... It seems that the charm I exude as a god has caused trouble for everyone in some ways~"

After saying this, Funina lowered her head slightly, as if thinking about something, and then spoke:

"Oh, by the way, your name is Salles, right? How is your son's illness going recently?"

Fernina's words instantly caused ripples in Salles' emotions. The excitement and excitement on his face could have been demonstrated briefly.

And when Finina mentioned his name and his son...the excitement and excitement on his face instantly turned into the fanaticism that only belongs to a "believer".

"Ah! You, you actually remember me and know about my family..."

Poirot's head shook erratically, a movement that only a person who is extremely excited can make.

His voice trembled slightly, as if he had completely immersed himself in the role of "Salles", a character that was improvised by Funina.

"He is much better now, and...he is also your believer. I can even say that he is more devout and loyal to you than I am."

"He wants me to come to you and repeat what you said to him..."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Furninna's face. She chuckled twice and said:

"Haha... this is really good. Both the father and the son are residents of Fontaine and are my devout believers..."

"Next time this happens, please tell me in advance. It's not wrong to make an exception and visit people's homes occasionally."

"Just think of it as a change of mood~"

Finina's voice was quite relaxed, as if her personality and attitude were supposed to be so gentle.

"You are such a gentle and wise God. I want to thank you again on behalf of my son..."

Poirot's fanatical but patient voice came again, as if he was the most loyal believer of the water god.

Looking at the devout believer in front of her, Finina smiled slightly, and then pushed the dessert made by Chang Ming on the table in front of Salles.

"Lady Furninna, what are you doing——"

"Just think of it as... God's gift to you two loyal believers~"

......

After confirming that Salles had left, Funina slowly leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed her eyes. A rare look of fatigue appeared on her delicate face.

"It seems to be still effective, even the children are my loyal believers..."

"Just keep doing this... because only this attitude can make them feel at ease."

"I must protect them well... This is my duty as a god."

Funina sighed slightly, and casually put a macaron on the plate into her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, she found...

“It seems... the taste is not right..."

Finina pursed her lips slightly, and then said in a strange tone:

"Is it because of your bad mood that the taste of food has changed? Or is it because I assigned too much work to Chang Ming at once?"

Just when Funina was feeling weird because of the change in the taste of the macarons... Chang Ming came to her pushing a silver-white food cart.

"Lady Fu Nina, this is your afternoon tea today. Please enjoy it slowly."

As Chang Ming spoke, he placed all the things in front of Funina, who was briefly stunned at this moment.

She looked at the rather delicate little cake in front of her, then looked at Chang Ming who was about to leave with some surprise and asked:

"Chang Ming...Have you finished all the paperwork assigned to you yesterday? Also, this afternoon tea..."

Funina pointed to the multi-layered plate with macarons piled on it in front of her, and then pointed to the small cake in front of her, seeming a little surprised.

Chang Ming blinked in confusion, but still replied:

"Of course it's done. All of it has been handed over to the Zhuying Court and Momang Hall Office. As for the afternoon tea..."

"I consider that you are a god, and the cakes you eat should be more or less different from those of ordinary people."

"I made these macarons specifically for the common people you are hosting."

“Although this is not my best quality, it is still very good compared to the pastries you can buy outside.”

"As for this cake... it's naturally for your afternoon tea. As the god of Fontaine, you have worked hard."

Chang Ming's words were quite pertinent, which made Funina a little stunned for a moment. After a long while, she gently said "hmm" as a response to Chang Ming.

Chang Ming took advantage of this opportunity to leave the stage again without haste.

""Thanks for your hard work"..."

Funina chewed on the meaning of these three words carefully, a smile appeared on her face, and then she said to herself softly:

"Yes, Funina, you have worked hard..."