Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

"Stubborn, what did brother talk about with him alone that night?" Linghua scratched her head and continued to look down.

By chance, I stumbled into Linghua's mother's room! Luckily, I was quick-witted and reacted quickly, avoiding any flaws. Instead, I left a good impression on her. This way, I'm one step closer to successfully marrying into the Kamisato family!

"I walked with Linghua today. She already considers me a close friend. I'm so happy. I'll definitely hang out with her more often in the future."

While visiting Narujin Taisha Shrine, I drew a fortune stick, and surprisingly, it turned out to be a very bad omen. These are just feudal superstitions, so don't believe them. However, on impulse, I actually agreed to let Miko write a light novel at Yaedo. But for some reason, when I told Ayaka about this, she became unhappy. Perhaps she was worried that I was too tired? It's really puzzling.

The festival was certainly fun, but the fortune-telling part was less than satisfactory. Today, Linghua also drew a very unlucky lot, and I've also drawn a very unlucky lot before at Naruto Shrine. Could this truly be a sign of something ominous? Even if it is, let all the misfortunes befall me, and never let Linghua suffer the slightest harm.

[Today is Linghua's birthday! Oh my, I forgot to remind everyone to prepare gifts in advance. I almost got attacked by everyone! Fortunately, Linghua protected me. My wife is really good.]

Seeing this description, Linghua couldn't help but blush and said softly in anger: "Oh, you were so young at that time, how could you think like that." After that, she hurriedly turned a few pages back.

The sudden invitation from Kanjo Bugyo and Tenryo Bugyo to visit Ayaka on the outlying islands raises suspicions. This sudden invitation seems to conceal some hidden secret or agenda. However, rejecting it outright could also lead to unnecessary trouble or consequences. After all, these two Bugyo hold considerable influence and status within Inazuma. However, at this critical juncture, I've already agreed to submit my manuscript to Yaedo today. I have no choice but to pray for Ayaka's safety.

[Ayaka was injured, and my mother didn't make it... All this is because of the intrigues among the magistrates! In order to maintain their insignificant positions, they even cooperated with the Fatui executive "Doctor"! A year later, I once again lost control due to extreme anger. Looking back, how I wished that the Son of God had not succeeded in stopping me! If that happened, the Kanjo Magistrate would have completely disappeared from Inazuma! With Ayato's ability, he would definitely be able to seize this opportunity and make the Society Magistrate strong again. As for me, if I'm lucky, I might be able to escape from the Thunder God's sword. If I do that, my only regret will probably be that I can no longer accompany Ayaka...]

The Kujo family is truly despicable. They even sent those nine black dogs to disrupt my mother's funeral. Those nine black dogs are truly pitiful, being used as pawns by the Kujo family without realizing it. They should just be taught a lesson.

"Silly girl... If Master Yayou hadn't stopped you in time, I would probably have returned to my previous life... It was you who taught me to live for myself, but why are you so stupid?" Linghua's voice was a little choked. She gently stroked the pages of the book in her hand, as if Xinyang's warmth was still lingering on them.

Linghua continued to flip through the pages, each one capturing every moment they had spent together. Those beautiful memories flashed before her eyes like a movie—they'd admired the flowers in the Town Forest together, watched the sunrise by the sea, savored delicious desserts together, written light novels together, played games together, made milk tea together, and fished together... And now, these beautiful memories had become the most precious treasures in her heart.

Linghua's eyes gradually became moist, and the tears blurred her vision, but she still tried hard to read every word in the book. Because only in this way could she feel that Xinyang was still by her side and had never left.

[Ahhh! I actually kissed Linghua...

It's been quite a busy time lately! First, I ran into Manye, then rushed to the castle tower to watch a duel in front of the emperor. While Manye's friend clearly let him down during the duel, one must admit his meticulous thinking and superb martial arts. Even more surprising was Manye's courage to charge forward and seize the Eye of God right in front of the Thunder God. His determination and courage were truly admirable.

However, although Manye managed to escape, he was wanted by the entire Inazuma region. So, I took him on a night flight across the island and helped him leave Inazuma safely.

When I returned to Kamisato's residence, Ayaka suddenly became upset for some reason. Perhaps it was because I'd been away for so long that she felt uneasy. I still remembered how adorable she was, and whether it was impulsive or something else, I couldn't help but hug her and kiss her.

It all happened so suddenly that I was a little surprised myself. But, looking back, it seemed inevitable. After all, Linghua would be mine sooner or later.

I was probably exhausted. I hugged Linghua tightly and soon fell asleep. It wasn't until the next day that I realized Linghua hadn't taken off her armor, which had prevented her from sleeping well. I asked her why she didn't wake me, and she said she was tired and didn't want to disturb my rest. That's the meaning of travel.

Linghua's birthday is coming up soon. What kind of gift should I get her this year? I've been racking my brains, and it seems like there's no better option than giving her myself, hahaha! But that would be a bit hasty. Hmm... I got it! How about giving her a scarf I knitted myself?

Action is worse than impulse. Tomorrow is the day when the complete volume of "Young Love" is published. I will use this as an excuse to buy some materials needed to make a scarf.

Turning the page again, she could no longer see any words, but Linghua was reluctant to close the diary. Linghua gently lifted Xinyang's quilt, and sure enough, the scarf that had not been finished knitting appeared before her eyes.

Linghua picked up the scarf carefully and held it tightly against her chest. Tears flowed from her eyes like a river bursting its dam.

"Xinyang... Xinyang... I... I don't need these, I just want you to come back to me..." Linghua's voice trembled, filled with endless sadness and despair.

At this moment, Linghua finally understood that no matter how much material possessions she had, they could never fill the immense emptiness and loneliness deep within her heart. What she truly longed for was Xinyang to be by her side, but all this seemed to have become an unattainable luxury.