Genshin Impact, I, Aradaki Ichito, don’t want to be a funny guy!

"Ah!"

Arotaki Ichito, who was searching hard for his notes, sneezed loudly for no apparent reason.

He scratched his head in confusion, "Is someone thinking about me?"

After thinking about it, Arawaki Ichito decided not to think about it anymore and continued looking for the notes.

Half an hour later...

Aratake Ichito stood in front of a rock wall, silently comparing the system screen with it, and thought to himself,

"That should be it, right?"

He reached out his hand and tapped lightly on the rock wall.

The sound of "dong dong" was not thick at all, but rather hollow.

This result made Arawaki Ichito happy, it was empty.

Immediately punched out.

boom!

With a loud bang, the rock wall wailed and then collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust. A pile of rubble formed under Arata Ichito's feet, revealing the space inside.

Arata Ichito strode forward and at a glance saw a notebook placed in the center, which was very conspicuous.

He picked up the notebook, brushed off the dust on it, and put it in his arms.

After getting the things, Arawaki Ichito did not stop, summoned his motorcycle and rushed out directly.

"The search mission has been completed. Now it's time to hand the item over to the NPC."

Arata Ichito thought so with a sense of evil humor.

Kamisato House...

In the kendo field, Kamisato Ayaka was training hard and sweating profusely.

She performed the Kamisato-ryu's moves over and over again. Her figure was as swift as a flying bird, and she swung the wooden sword powerfully, causing a sound of wind.

After a long period of training, Kamisato Ayaka's white kendo uniform was already soaked with sweat, and she was panting, looking exhausted.

With the final move, Kamisato Ayaka stuck the wooden sword into the ground, bent over, and breathed in deep gulps of air.

Beads of sweat the size of beans ran down his forehead, across his face, and fell to the ground. Although his eyes were tired, they were still full of determination.

"Linghua, you have been training for three hours. The practice of swordsmanship cannot be achieved by just swinging the sword all the time. You must know the right balance between tension and relaxation. It is not good to rush. You should take a rest first."

Kamisato Ayato slowly walked to Kamisato Ayaka, gently wiped the sweat off her face with a white handkerchief, and began to persuade her earnestly.

Kamisato Ayaka forced a smile towards Kamisato Ayano and said, "Brother, I understand what you said, but ever since I had a sparring match with Lord Ichito, I feel that I am only one step away from that step, almost within reach."

She laughed, "Maybe I've been too impatient recently. After seeing the high-level combat power, I've become more and more eager to become stronger, and my desire to break through has become stronger. When I was practicing swordsmanship, I was sometimes irritable and my mood was unstable. This may be the key reason why I can't suddenly break through."

"So this thing depends on fate. It's not like the sunset fruit on the roadside that you can see after walking a few steps. I gave you a chance a few days ago, but you didn't seize it."

A nonchalant voice came from above, and the Kamisato siblings hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice.

Arata Ichito was sitting leisurely on the wall of the kendo field, holding a large sunset fruit in his hand. He began to eat it with relish, looking down at them condescendingly.

Kamisato Ayato heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming. "It's Ichito, brother. You can actually go through the main gate of Kamisato House. I've already told the guards, they won't stop you."

Arata Ichito took a bite of the sunset fruit and said vaguely, "I'm happy with it, is that not okay?"

Kamisato Ayato still smiled, "Okay, of course."

Kamisato Ayaka then stood up and asked, "I wonder if Master Ichito is here to compete or to chat?"

Arata Ichito took out a notebook from his pocket and threw it to the two of them, "Neither, I came here this time to give you something."

Kamisato Ayaka took the notebook and looked at it. Her pupils gradually dilated, "This... This is..."

Arata Ichito said, "I was free these days and found this notebook by accident while wandering around Narukami Island. The owner of the notebook has the same surname as you, and I thought it might be related to you, so I brought it to you..."

Kamisato Ayaka opened the notebook and said in surprise, "Yes, this familiar handwriting is indeed my mother's notebook!"

"Mother's notes?"

Upon hearing this, Kamisato Ayato could no longer restrain herself and immediately stuck her head out to look.

After finishing the sunset fruit, Ara Taki Ichito threw the core back and said, "Although it's not something useful, at least I helped you, right?"

"Forget it! Forget it!"

Kamisato Ayaka bowed deeply to Arotaki Ichito, "Thank you very much, Ichito, for bringing back my mother's notes. Ayaka is very grateful for this!"

Arata Ichito yawned and said, "Ha~yawn~, well, I'm glad I helped. In this case, my goal is accomplished. You continue to practice, and I won't disturb you."

Then, as if he had thought of something, Aratake Ichito turned around and said to Kamisato Ayaka, "By the way, you won't be able to break through if you train like this. My suggestion is to go out more often. The chances of breaking through will be higher if you fight with others to the death."

call out!

After saying that, Aratake Ichito didn't give anyone time to speak, and used the shaving technique to disappear on the spot.

I have to say that this move is not only useful in actual combat, but also great for showing off.

As Arata Ichito was walking, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a chill rose from his back, causing him to mutter to himself,

"Hiss, I haven't offended anyone recently, right? Where does this ominous premonition come from?"

.........

.........

At the same time, Xiao Gong and Ara Taki Naruha were still discussing the topic of father and daughter.

"Huh! What's wrong? Are you surprised that my father is Aradaki Ichito?"

Arata Naruha curled his lips, looking unhappy.

Xiao Gong was so shocked by the news that he spoke incoherently.

"No...No? How could Aratake Ichito have a daughter?!"

"And she's a daughter as old as you!"

Arata Naruha raised an eyebrow, "What's the matter?"

"What's wrong? Let me ask you, little sister, how old are you this year?"

Arata Naruha replied, "I am twelve this year."

“This is what’s unreasonable!”

Xiao Gong stamped her feet in madness, "Aratake Ichito is only twenty-two this year. Are you saying that he gave birth to you when he was ten years old? Are you kidding me?!"

"You gave birth to me when you were ten years old. Sister Xiaogong, you are joking, right? How is that possible?"

Strangely, Arataki Naruha also agreed with Xiao Gong's idea, and asked Xiao Gong back with an expression that said, "You are so stupid."

Xiao Gong was confused again. She tried hard to sort out her thoughts.

"Yes, so if Aratake Ichito couldn't give birth to you, how could he be your father?"

"Sister Xiao Gong, what are you talking about? My father is Aradaki Ichito. Please stop saying nonsense!"

Naganohara Yoshimiya:???

She was a little confused. What was happening in front of her?

Arotaki Ichito didn't give birth to her, but he is her biological father?

Is there a bug in her logic?