My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

"From now on, hot pot games are strictly prohibited here!"

Kamisato Ayato solemnly declared this in front of Thomas.

He now felt like his stomach was churning, and so many strange things were making him miserable.

"understood."

Thomas nodded with a wry smile, feeling extremely depressed.

I have played the hot pot game several times before, but the number of people was never so large. This time, the ingredients of more than a dozen people were mixed together, which showed its true power. No one could withstand it.

It was a terrible feeling, even if Thomas had expected it, he couldn't bear it.

After this "meal", Shen Zi and Zhen left. Qing Chen prayed for Zhen in his heart: I hope she won't have her first nightmare because of this after her resurrection.

"Um, Mr. Ye, I want to ask you a favor..."

Near the end, Linghua's cheeks flushed and she spoke in an awkward voice.

"what?"

"So you seem to be having a book signing?"

"Yes."

"Well, can you sell me a copy of your new book in advance? It would be best if it's signed!"

Mustering up her courage, Linghua closed her eyes and finally spoke out.

Qingchen looked at her in astonishment. He could feel that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes.

"Of course I can... I have the sample book now and I can give it to you. But it doesn't matter... I just kidnapped you before."

Linghua hesitated a little, neither nodding nor shaking her head, "Of course I mind a little, but you and Sister Guizhong have always been very good to me, and later you took me to meet my brother to reassure him... In the end, you didn't make things difficult for the company. Besides, no matter what, I still like your work very much!"

“I see…”

Qing Chen felt a little embarrassed. Although he had known for a long time that Kamisato Ayaka was like his fan, he felt a little ashamed that she still had a certain respect for him after experiencing this kind of thing.

Fortunately, he had not done anything particularly excessive before, and the one who suffered the most mental damage throughout the whole game was Kamisato Ayato.

Speaking of Kamisato Ayato, although he still looks peaceful now, when Linghua made her request, Qingchen clearly felt his piercing gaze.

No, no, I won't kidnap your sister, please don't look at me like that.

Although he was just an ordinary person with the Eyes of God, Qingchen inexplicably felt a sense of fear.

Perhaps this is the momentum of a brother protecting his sister, Qingchen couldn't help but sigh.

"Teacher Ye?"

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Linghua asked cautiously.

"Ah, sorry, here it is."

Qingchen nodded, took out the sample book from the space, signed his name, and handed it to Linghua, "Although it may sound a bit narcissistic to say this... but if you are really happy about it, I can prepare a separate copy and mail it to you later, just as a gift from a friend."

Linghua took the book, shook her head, and said seriously: "You don't have to think too much. If you can really give me such a gift, I will be very happy."

And very happy.

"Thank you Mr. Ye for thinking of me. I am very grateful. However, I have some important matters to attend to, so Linghua and I cannot stay for long. Thomas will entertain you for the rest of the time."

Lingren's face twitched, and he said this quickly with a forced smile, then stood up and left. Linghua naturally bowed slightly in apology and left the Mulou Tea House.

"Your family head is really petty."

Qingchen shook his head and laughed, then said to Thomas.

Thomas could only smile and there was nothing he could do about it.

Who let this involve his precious sister? Even with the shrewdness of the patriarch, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

After the two hosts left, it was not appropriate for the guests to stay any longer. After a while, Qingchen and others also got up and left.

With this, this rather pleasant banquet came to an end.

And the rest of the hot pot...

Thomas was thinking, should he bite the bullet and finish it? After all, it's not good to waste food.

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Time passed, and a few days went by.

The release date is coming soon, and along with it comes the news of the peace talks between Kaijima and Tenryo, and the lifting of the isolation order.

For quite a number of people, it is a triple blessing, and with the upcoming festival, today can be regarded as some kind of anniversary.

There was a crowded crowd at the entrance of Yaedo Hall. Although Inazuma Castle was not packed with people, at least in this area, people were shoulder to shoulder.

For a long time, Qingchen was only heard of but never seen in Inazuma. The first time he came in person, Yaedo did a lot of publicity. All readers who were his fans, no matter which island they were on, took time to come, which led to this scene.

"The lockdown has been lifted."

Qingchen sat in a room inside Yaedang, deep in thought.

It is estimated that the resurrection was real, which greatly advanced the progress of this matter. Things that originally had to wait for Ying to push forward have now been accomplished.

However, according to Shadow's initial setting, it might not be so easy for the Puppet General to accept this.

She might even dare to swing her knife at Zhen. She is so persistent in the setting, and Ying can't do anything about it.

"Well, I guess I don't need to worry about it. If a puppet is really resurrected, it can still be handled."

Thinking of this, Qingchen felt relieved and leisurely drank the tea carefully prepared by the manager of Yaedang.

"I see that the people outside are very anxious, but you seem to be calm and unhurried."

Wendy opened the door and walked in, saying teasingly.

"This isn't the first time. Liyue has also encountered this situation before. There's no need to panic."

Qingchen waved calmly.

"Tsk tsk, this is truly a statement from a celebrity. I have never seen such a scene in Mond."

"If you reveal your identity as the God of Wind, I guarantee that the scene will be much more exaggerated than this."

"Forget it then."

Wendy smiled bitterly.

"You have used your mortal identity to do this, how can I use my identity as the God of Wind?"

"Tsk~" Qing Chen curled his lips, "Then you can use your identity as a bard to do it."

"Huh? You're mocking me, aren't you?"

Wendy was about to start making a scene. "How can we be the same? My poetry is mainly popular in Mondstadt, and it's not like novels, which are loved by people from all countries. And you can write books, draw, and sing... Oh, so why did you learn so many things? You were doing these during the Demon War?"

"To enrich your spiritual life."

Qing Chen smiled. It was mainly because he wanted to have more hobbies in his previous life, but unfortunately he didn’t have the time and talent to learn so many things. After becoming a demon god, he had many opportunities to learn.

"As far as poetry is concerned, I am indeed not as good as you."

"That's right, the best bard in the world is me."

It was a rare occasion for Qingchen to praise her, Wendy was very proud, "Wait a minute, maybe I can go to perform, I'm sure a lot of people will like it."