My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

When I have nothing to do, I wander around the streets.

Qingchen held Guizhong in his left hand and Fa Nan in his right hand, and walked leisurely on the streets of Liyue with Noel following behind him.

Most passers-by were accustomed to this scene. They greeted each other in a friendly manner and then went about their own business.

Just as a few people were looking for something new, they saw a middle-aged man standing in the stall. He seemed to be selling something and shouting from time to time.

On the stalls, there are some clay dolls, sculptures, and wood carvings.

Obviously, this is a store selling handicrafts.

Of course, this is not enough to attract the attention of Qingchen and others. The key point is the middle-aged man.

"Hey, Kunlong, are you broke and down? Come here and be a stall owner."

Qingchen took out a few Moras, tossed them in his hand, and threw them to Kunlong (the Ruota Dragon King) with a flashing golden light.

"Yes, it's a reward from my master."

"Get out of here."

Kunlong's face turned dark, but Mora caught it and put it away.

Even though it wasn't much money, it was still money, and it would be a waste not to take it. If you round it off, he was the one who made Qingchen suffer a loss.

"I know the stall owner. He has an emergency at home, so I'm here to help him look after the stall temporarily."

"Oh, that's how it is." Qing Chen nodded, picked up a few wood carvings and left.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!"

Kunlong suddenly became anxious.

Qingchen turned around in confusion, "Money? Didn't I just give you money?"

"Huh? That's not a reward from you..."

Kunlong's eyes widened and he swallowed his words before he could finish them.

If he admitted that Namora was given to him as a reward, wouldn't he really become a beggar?

Seeing Qingchen's innocent look, Kunlong felt upset. What a guy, he's just waiting here, and he doesn't want to suffer any loss?

"Where are those Moras used to send beggars?"

"Please help me make up the rest."

"Come back and make up for it yourself."

"Hey, it's just a few bucks, we're all brothers."

"Come on, there's no such thing as you buddy."

After struggling for a long time, Qingchen had to reluctantly put the wood carving back.

It wasn't that he was attracted by these wood carvings, he was just trying to amuse Kunlong.

"You said you are friends with the stall owner. I am just helping him increase his sales. When he comes back and sees that you sold so much, he will definitely thank you, right?"

"Yes, I sold quite a lot of them. I paid for them with my own money, so I might as well just give the money to them."

"It's not impossible."

"If you're really bored, go back and make out with your wife."

Kunlong sighed deeply.

Really, it’s so tiring to talk to this guy.

"Tsk, so ruthless."

Qing Chen curled his lips.

As for his suggestion of being intimate with my wife, let’s forget it for now.

You have to come out and get some fresh air. You can't just stay in bed all the time, right?

Although he does come out to exercise every morning.

"Oh~ This wood carving is nice. I bought it."

Just as Qingchen and Kunlong were arguing, Guizhong and a few other girls were looking at handicrafts in front of the stall. The former's eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up a wood sculpture and paid for it without hesitation according to the marked price.

Qing Chen looked at it in confusion... uh, the sculpture was of him - to be precise, the Immortal Lord Wuchang.

Ah, should I say it's no surprise...

"So cunning!"

Fanan pouted, and when he saw that there was no similar item on the stall, he looked pitiful: "Sister Guizhong~"

"no!"

Finally he put it in his pocket.

Don’t even think about snatching the wood carving from her!

"Well, I'm right here, there's no need to grab that."

Qingchen said helplessly.

According to what was said in the previous life, these two people are already big fans of the Immortal Lord. If his so-called peripheral products are released, they will buy them all.

Well, it’s quite embarrassing to say that.

It’s truly an honor.

That being said, he was a little curious about Keqing.

Let me ask you, if the puppet of the Immortal Lord and the puppet of the Emperor are placed in front of her at the same time, and she can only choose one, which one will she choose?

Hmm... I'm quite concerned about it. I'll ask about it later.

"The nature is different," Fanan said, looking at Qingchen, thinking for a moment, and then hugged him up, "Then it belongs to Sister Zhong, the wood sculpture belongs to you, and the person belongs to me."

"Hmm? Fanan, you're being clever again. Have you been trying to steal Qingchen from me recently?"

"How can there be..."

The two began to play around.

Noel, on the other hand, was still trying hard to find handicrafts on the stall. After searching for a long time, he found that there was indeed nothing related to Qingchen, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

After all, she would be returning to Mondstadt soon, and the time she could meet Qingchen was not fixed in a year. If she had a sculpture of him to accompany her, it might help alleviate her longing for him.

Qingchen saw what she was thinking and reached out to rub her head, "If you want, I'll carve one for you."

"Really? Brother Qingchen, can you do this too?"

Noelle's eyes lit up.

"I know a little bit. I thought about it when I was bored. Oh, and I've also been researching portals and stuff recently. If you want to see me, just come find me."

Qingchen said with a smile.

Noelle was surprised and excited.

Can she finally meet Brother Qingchen anytime?

"Alright, alright, stop showing affection here."

Kunlong waved his hands weakly.

I am sorry to see my friends in bad circumstances, but I am more saddened by their happiness.

Ye Qingchen, this bastard, feed him a mouthful of dog food!

"Why, do you want to find a mother dragon?" Qing Chen winked at him, "There are a lot of dragons in Nata, shall I take you to see them?"

"Fuck you."

Kunlong simply rolled his eyes at him.

"Go, go, don't disturb me doing business."

"Tsk, forget it. I'll let you go today. Guizhong, Fanan, Noelle, let's go."

"okay."

Qingchen and his companions left.

Kunlong breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to avoid them next time. Damn it. Not only do I have to be cheated, but I also have to argue with him and endure his dog food. What kind of suffering is this in the world?

At night, Qingchen asked Keqing and Ganyu the same question from the daytime: which one to choose between the doll of the Emperor and the doll of the Immortal Lord.

The latter hesitated for a moment and shyly chose the Immortal King.

The former blushed and stammered that she had never bought any dolls. Then Qingchen smiled and said that he was not asking her whether she had bought any dolls before, but asking which one she would choose if she wanted to buy one.

Keqing, realizing that she had accidentally blown herself up, wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Keqing glared at Qingchen resentfully: "Really? After all, I have to choose you."

Qingchen happily kissed Keqing on the spot, causing her to stomp the ground in shame and anger.

As for the subsequent women asking for kisses one after another, that is another matter.

So much so that the first thing Qingchen said when he saw Zhongli the next day was: "Morax, you lost to me again."

Then he turned around and left triumphantly, leaving Zhongli bewildered.

What's wrong? Are you sick again?