Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Night falls quietly, and the pink cherry blossoms glow with a misty purple in the night.

Su Ming sat beside the tea table, watching the head of the family, who was in charge of the society, slowly brewing and dispensing tea.

The girls' clear laughter could be heard through a curtain woven from bamboo silk.

The orange-haired young man was bleary-eyed, with a pillow pressed against his friend's back, and he closed his eyes without hesitation.

After a while, Kamisato Ayato pushed a cup of tea over and asked, "How long will you stay in Inazuma?"

Hearing this, Su Ming smiled and said, "It won't be long. The vacation may end at any time."

"What about this person?" Kamisato Ayato raised his chin towards the back of Su Ming, "This person seems to be different from the rumors."

The legendary eleventh executive officer does not look like a gloomy villain, but rather like an innocent big child.

Su Ming tilted his head and looked at the orange hair beside him. "He will help me as a friend. As for the mission..."

At this point, Su Ming smiled and said, "To be honest, executives don't always have to communicate with each other about tasks."

Colleagues are one thing, and mutual vigilance among evil people is another.

Besides...

Su Ming used his arms to prop up Tartaglia's head and placed it on the pillow beside him. "This executive officer doesn't only look like this."

Being able to change one's expression in seconds is a necessary skill for an executive.

Tartaglia is a gorgeous sunflower in full bloom, warm and sunny.

But who knows how many rotten bones are buried beneath the flowers.

Kamisato Ayato smiled faintly and chose not to express any opinion.

Not long after, the blonde girl came in with a floating spirit and sat next to Su Ming obediently.

Su Ming blinked, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm..." Ying bit her lip and said hesitantly: "I want to ask you, do you want to travel with me next time?"

It's not just because of the wallet and the external brain, it's also a matter of habit.

Su Ming took out a blanket from the pot and covered Tartaglia with it, "Ying, I think..."

The blonde girl tilted her head and looked at Su Ming with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.

Su Ming turned the teacup in his hand and looked down at the small goldfish painted on it. "I think you haven't seen my true evil yet."

Nor did they see the true evil of the fools.

Kamisato Ayato turned his head to look at the confused look on the traveler's face, chuckled, slowly stood up, scooped up the milk tea beside him, lifted the bamboo curtain, and sat on the corridor outside.

In the small courtyard, there are rockery, flowing water, and swaying bamboo shadows. The girls are squatting in the yard studying how to arrange the fireworks.

Inside the house, Su Ming sighed and patted Ying's head. "Travel is travel, and stance is stance. I also hope that one day when we face each other with swords, you will not show mercy."

Ying blinked, and a hint of curiosity suddenly flashed in her eyes, "So you are going to do something bad next?"

Su Ming: ???

What gave you the illusion that I don't do bad things?

On the side, Paimon found a pen and tiptoed towards the sleeping Tartaglia.

"I've been doing bad things all the time!" Su Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled, then casually threw something that looked like a tangled fate to Ying, "If you can't find me, go to the Qiuqiu Group, but..."

"But?" Ying held the pink and blue ball in her hand, "But what?"

Su Ming patted Ying's head and smiled, "Don't think of using the token to find out the secrets. It's impossible!"

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Am I this kind of person in your mind?

To be honest, I really am.

Ying sighed, then smiled again, "But you better be careful not to be discovered by me. Even though we're traveling together, I won't show any mercy!"

"That's right!" Paimon came up and grabbed Tartaglia's hand, and quickly drew a little yellow duck on Tartaglia's wrist, "Don't let me and the Traveler find out!"

Tartaglia frowned, "Do you really think I'm asleep?"

Even if you fall asleep, you will be woken up by the tip of the pen that seems to want to pierce into your flesh!

Tartaglia turned over and sat up, looking at the little yellow duck mark on the back of her hand speechlessly, "So why do you associate me with the little yellow duck?"

While taking a hot spring bath, Su Ming hit himself one after another, and now Paimon is going to draw one?

Little Paimon secretly hid the pen, took out a little duck and placed it obediently on Tartaglia's knee, "It's really cute!"

Dadalia: ...

You can't think I'm a duck just because my name is Tartaglia! This is discrimination!

A flash of lightning flashed across Tartaglia's fingertips, and the whole person turned black in an instant.

He raised his eyes and stared at the white floating spirit in front of him, "Cute?"

Paimeng was startled and quickly hid behind Ying, "This..."

Isn't the transformation a bit fast? If you can't change your face, you can't be an executive? What kind of necessary skill is this? !

Su Ming yawned and patted away the lightning on Dadalia's fingertips, "Don't let me see this thing."

After being chopped by Thor, he really didn't want to see this kind of thing again in the short term.

Tartaglia touched the tip of his nose, and the darkening stopped instantly.

Paimon poked his head in, looking confused.

The young master now doesn't look like the one in the Golden House before!

"Ying!" Xiao Gong shouted loudly in the courtyard, his voice full of excitement, "Come quickly!"

Before he finished speaking, a flash of fireworks suddenly appeared in the night.

Ying's eyes lit up, and she ran out without saying anything else.

Su Ming glanced at Tartaglia, lifted the bamboo curtain and sat on the floor in the corridor.

The orange-haired young man's eyes flashed, he stood up, tied his loose bathrobe tightly, and leaned against the pillar.

"This lady..." Tartaglia rubbed his eyes and stretched his long legs lazily against the pillar, "She is too naive."

"How dare you call me naive?" Su Ming took the wine pot from Kamisato Ayato and raised his chin towards Ying. "The guy from Mond once said..."

Tartaglia raised his eyebrows, and Kamisato Ayato beside him also turned his gaze over.

"Standing in the sunshine will surely make you a hero." Su Ming's eyes fell on the golden hair and he smiled softly, "She is the warm and bright sun, and also a careful and determined hero, but a hero cannot always see the sunshine..."

"Then..." Tartaglia pursed her lips.

Su Ming leaned against the door and curled his lips, "A long journey will teach her that there will be shadows even under the sun."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of light exploded in the courtyard.

The girls’ smiling faces were illuminated by the fireworks. The brilliant fireworks were fleeting, and before they faded away, newcomers would follow.