Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

"A traveler, huh..."

Withdrawing her right hand, the girl returned to the dignified demeanor that Mu Xian remembered: "Then I'll call you Mr. Traveler, okay?"

Mu Xian didn't speak, but in Ayaka Kamisato's eyes, that was tacit agreement.

"Mr. Traveler must have been to quite a few places. To be honest, I'm quite envious of that kind of life."

A hint of melancholy arose in Ayaka Kamisato, and she suddenly squatted down in front of Mu Xian.

The pungent smell caught Mu Xian's attention, but he saw Ayaka Kamisato pull a flask of sake from her bosom.

Mu Xian opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to say something.

But considering that the two of them no longer had any relationship, he ultimately didn't say it aloud.

Besides sake, Ayaka Kamisato continued to take out small sake cups from her bosom.

After filling the wine glass, Ayaka Kamisato suddenly looked up at Mu Xian.

"Would you like to try some, sir?"

A hint of anticipation flashed in Ayaka Kamisato's eyes, but it was ignored by Kizuna, who was staring at the sake.

Mu Xian quickly looked away from the full glass of wine and shook his head: "I don't like this taste."

"So that's it."

Ayaka Kamisato smiled again, but her smile seemed a little strange: "I apologize to Mr. Traveler."

After saying that, the girl drank the wine in her hand in one gulp.

A few seconds later, a series of awkward coughs rang out.

The girl's eyes reddened from the alcohol, but she kept her head down and continued to fill her cup with sake.

Mu Xian watched as Ayaka Kamisato poured the wine, then drank it all.

This time, Ayaka Kamisato wasn't as disheveled as the first time, but her body became unsteady.

Mu Xian didn't know how much alcohol Ayaka could handle, because neither Ayato nor his former self allowed her to be exposed to such things too early.

But now it seems...

The wobbly wine glass finally fell to the ground due to its owner's unconsciousness, and the wine inside spilled out, wetting the girl's skirt and armor.

The girl's eyes were half-closed, her face flushed with drunkenness, and her consciousness was as unsteady as her body.

The swaying body suddenly stopped and then fell forward.

Mu Xian looked at Ayaka Kamisato, who was falling towards him, and reached out to grab the girl's slender shoulders.

But like an obsession, the intoxicated girl unexpectedly ripped off Mu Xian's mask.

"Mu Xianjun..."

As Ayaka Kamisato watched the mask fall off, she looked at the familiar face beneath it, a drunken smile that lacked her usual composure.

"Just tell me you like me, like you always have."

Ayaka Kamisato looked at Kizuna, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her, a seriousness evident in her expression: "This time is different. As long as you say you like me..."

Mu Xian initially wanted to remain silent, but the mask he had removed made him irritable.

"And what about you?" Mu Xian asked, "Do you have even the slightest feeling for me?"

As soon as he spoke, Mu Xian fell silent again.

If you're going to break up, you should do it cleanly and decisively. Why are you putting on this act of seeking answers?

It's really baffling.

Despite inwardly mocking himself, Mu Xian still looked at Ayaka Kamisato.

But Mu Xian didn't hear an answer; the drunken girl had already fallen asleep.

"Is this so..."

Mu Xian looked up and then helped Ayaka Kamisato back to her original seat.

He got up, looked at Ayaka Kamisato's peaceful sleeping face, and glanced at the clear lake water: "I understand."

There was no sense of loss as one might imagine from losing something, but rather a sense of relief from letting go of one's obsession with one's own hands.

Mu Xian picked up the mask, but didn't put it back on; the discomfort in his heart had disappeared.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the figures disappeared into the pool.

The girl, who should have been asleep, opened her eyes, and the previous drunkenness was no longer visible.

Ayaka Kamisato gazed in the direction where Mu Xian had disappeared, then looked down at the sake that had been carelessly tossed aside. With her head down, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

He picked up the sake glass that had fallen to the ground and refilled it with sake.

"What a coward!"

He drank it all in one gulp, just like before, but he didn't look as disheveled as he used to.

Cup after cup, the wine in the pot was slowly drunk up, and Ayaka Kamisato finally became a little drunk.

Ayaka Kamisato put down the sake she had finished drinking. Although her mind was a little foggy, she was still able to stand up.

She watched as Mu Xian slowly walked away, stepping straight into the center of the pool.

Ayaka Kamisato turned to look at the stone in the corner.

As your gaze moves beyond the stone and beyond time, the figure hidden behind the stone gradually emerges.

"dislike?"

"I can't express my feelings, but how can I tell Mu Xianjun that I don't like him?"

In her drunken state, the girl slowly began to speak.

Whether he was deliberately pretending not to see it or not, whether Mu Xianjun was hiding in a corner or not...

But as long as Mu Xianjun is watching me, I will do my best.

Because, because, this is Mu Xianjun's dance.

So, Mr. Mu Xian...

If you're looking at me, really looking at me.

So, Mr. Mu Xian...

Please look at me carefully.

The feelings that had been hidden for so long slowly surfaced in her eyes, and the repeated "I like you" from her memory made the feelings in her eyes even more intense.

Amidst the sound of the waterfall, the dance moves were even more unrestrained than in the previous days, yet this unrestrainedness was filled with earnestness.

The girl gazed at the stone in the corner; the fluorescent light no longer adorned the spring water, and the flickering light made her dance appear hazy.

But after the excess comes desolation; once the veil of mystery is lifted, only coldness remains.

In the desolation, the egrets entrust their affections to the stubborn rocks, a scene destined to be appreciated by no one.

Chapter 56 Mu Xuanjun's Unsuccessful Refusal

Dewdrops dripped down the leaves, splashing onto the back of my hand.

Feeling a slight chill, Mu Xian's drooping fingers trembled slightly. He looked up, and the surrounding air was refreshing.

Looking towards the entrance of Narukami Shrine, the Inatsume soldiers guarding the entrance had changed several times.

The night's wait yielded no results; the fox never returned.

Mu Xian had a feeling that waiting like this would be pointless.

Instead of waiting like this, we might as well go out and find the fox.

He got up, put the demon mask back on his face, and left the Guardian Forest.

They encountered several more riotous monsters on the way. Although Mu Xian had no weapons, he was able to deal with them using the power of the Evil Eye.

Leaving the Forest of Guardians, you'll reach the Wilderness of White Foxes by following the beach.

Mu Xian glanced at the distant island, then at the even more distant Inazuma Castle, and stopped in his tracks, unsure of where to go next.

The Eisai Festival is being held on the outlying island, and as the chief priest of the shrine, Yae no Miko is likely to be there arranging events.

But Inazuma Castle is the location of the Thunder General, and Yaedo is also located within Inazuma Castle, so the fox might also be...

"Lord Mu Xuanjun!"

Xiaogong's voice came from afar, interrupting Mu Xian's thoughts.

Looking up, Xiaogong was running towards him with a little girl.

Mu Xian had seen that little girl before. As soon as they landed on the island, the little girl ran straight to her mother.

The little girl's name... seems to be Klee.

The moment I saw Klee, her lively personality left a very deep impression on me, coupled with Xiaogong's constant chatter in my ear yesterday...

"I really don't know how those two ended up together."

Thinking it over, Mu Xian took a step back, not wanting to get too involved with the two of them.

But Xiaogong moved very quickly, and soon appeared in front of Muxian, looking nothing like the injured person he was yesterday.

"I was thinking of coming to see you again."

Xiao Gong seemed somewhat pleased: "I didn't expect that Mu Xuanjun was already here."

Mu Xian did not respond, but looked at Xiao Gong's bare, smooth shoulders.

The eyes hidden behind the mask showed a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Is the injury healed?"

"hey-hey."

Xiaogong scratched his head and smiled, but there seemed to be a hint of smugness in his laughter.

“Before, when I was injured a lot, my dad specially got me a bottle of medicinal wine.”