I am a good person from Genshin Impact, but the system wants to expose me

The first night in Xumi City.

Kamisato Ayarei was lying on the balcony, very leisurely and contented. The night sky in Sumeru was as clean as a desert, except for sand, it was just sand, very pure.

Those stars, like tumbleweeds in the desert, drift alone in the Milky Way.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?"

A voice came from the bracelet.

Oh.

She had forgotten that although she was alone, no matter how far away the ruins guard was, as long as the bracelet was still in her hand, it could always observe the wearer's condition.

Including emotions, physical strength, movements, sounds, etc...

Therefore, Bai Xun and Ying would deliberately take off their bracelets at night, otherwise it would be a live broadcast.

"I'm thinking, who am I... or who should I be? Xiaobao, do you think it's the memory in that person's mind that determines who a person is? Are two people with the same memory the same person? personal?"

"Miss, do you really want to know the answer to such a philosophical question, or are you just entering a special time period like the master?"

"..."

So speechless,

She swallowed, looked at herself, and then opened the door and returned to the bedroom. The camera did not follow her in. A girl's boudoir, don't look at anything inappropriate.

After about ten minutes,

Aya Rei walked out again, and there were no changes, except for some beads of sweat on her temples and forehead.

Taking a breath,

She was going to continue the topic just now. Xiaobao was indeed a good person to talk to. It was intelligent and knew how to think. Maybe it could really give the answer?

However, it may not provide a solution.

The source of everything can only wait for the person who leads her to Sumeru to appear.

"Miss, there is an abnormal elemental force approaching your position at a speed of 17m/s. It is humanoid, but its species cannot be analyzed."

"Variety? It's time to update your language module."

Kamisato Ayarei quickly tied the ponytail into two small balls. She still remembered that she had sneak attack on Shiro Xun when she was in Inazuma, but he caught two ponytails with her backhand. She was defeated on the spot. It was a lesson learned through blood and tears.

Her level of tachi skills has already reached the point where she can "slash Aya Hito with one sword and sweep her brother out of the house with her backhand".

It's just that I don't have enough actual combat experience. Most of the time I fight 1v1 with my sister Ayaka, and I especially lack experience in fighting people like Bai Xun who don't talk about martial arts.

And having long hair, wearing high heels and a black silk bra to fight the enemy for 300 rounds is simply unrealistic.

Either you can crush your opponents with strength, and what you pay attention to is elegance that never goes out of style.

Otherwise, it's better to put on your combat equipment.

Of course, if the target of the battle is slime, then treat it as if I didn’t say anything.

.

She tied up her bun, put on her leggings and coat, and adjusted her skirt and armor. Even though she was tightly wrapped, she still couldn't hide her moist red lips.

With a clenched hand, he grabbed a Tianmuying Dao from the air. An awe-inspiring coldness enveloped the blade, and the Ice God's Eye on his waist glowed with cold light.

Not a game here.

Most enemy situations involve single-element combat, and ice can effectively reduce the opponent's mobility and greatly increase the pulling space, making it a very stable combat choice.

"Oh, let me go, my right hand is so sore,"

She gave a soft drink, and the knife she held unsteadily almost made a hole in the floor.

"Xiaobao, how far away is the other party?"

"34 meters away from you."

"Thirty...grass."

Ding ding.

The doorbell rang, and the other party was quite polite.

call,

She hid the knife behind her back with a gentle smile on her face, like a yandere sister who said, "If you don't obey me, I'll stab you to death."

Hold the door handle, turn it slightly, and pull it open.

The blade is already gathering momentum.

What caught his eye was a neat, gray-haired man with a delicate face, wearing a colorful robe full of artistic flavor and aquamarine eyes.

Just standing there gives people a very quiet feeling, which is very strange.

"What are you hiding behind your back? Are you planning to treat me to a knife?"

"knife?"

Ling Ling frowned and raised the corners of her mouth, "Okay, then I'll treat you to a good knife."

ten minutes later,

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Night travel...wuwu..."

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[Yae Shenzi: Little guy, my story has become your knife? If I had known this, I wouldn't have invited you over. But seeing as how serious you are, I won't argue with you this time. 】

[Aya Rei Kamisato: I have never been so sad when my brother was poisoned by drinking milk tea. 】

[Thomas: Isn't that the medicine you gave me...Second Miss. 】

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on the screen.

"..."

The man took a deep breath and looked at her blinking with a complicated expression, "Are you planning to pull the knife out of yourself first and then insert it into me?"

Uh……

What a miscalculation...

Aya Rei squeezed her eyes and forgot that she was always able to cry when watching pvs, not to mention that girls are naturally more emotional, and this knife was inserted into her body.

"Ahem, sit down."

After gathering her emotions, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and hung the Tianmuying Da Dao behind her back on the wall.

"Ok?"

The man put the tea back to his mouth as soon as it reached it, staring straight at him, you really have a knife hidden there?

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(When I wrote this, I had already decided that the character of Aya Rei Kamisato should not be written. It was inserted into the plot of Sumeru very rigidly. Not only was it weird, but I couldn’t give up the pen and ink to this issue for a long time. the protagonist)

(So, if I haven’t figured out how to change the plot of Xumi tomorrow, I will have to temporarily stop updating or end it, although I really have the idea of ​​​​writing this book to a million words.)