Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

"Noelle, lower your sword a little more, whoosh..."

Early the next morning, at the Knights of Favonius sword training ground.

With panda eyes, Mu Feng yawned as he held Noelle's wrist, correcting her sword-wielding movements.

At first, the drowsiness wasn't so strong, but as she yawned repeatedly, the little maid quickly noticed something was wrong.

"Senior, are you alright? Would you like to rest for a bit?"

"Did you have that nightmare again last night?"

Noelle cast a worried glance at him, stopped practicing her sword moves, and carefully took Mu Feng's hand.

She only learned about the nightmares when she accidentally bumped into her senior getting medicine at the West Wind Church.

Noelle felt quite guilty about this for a while, after all, as an all-around maid, she was completely unaware of her senior's insomnia, which was undoubtedly a serious dereliction of duty.

"Oh dear, actually it's because I'm afraid that such a situation will happen that I haven't had the heart to tell Noel."

Although Mu Feng comforted her in the same way afterward, from then on, every time she saw the little maid, she would always stubbornly add a question like "Did you sleep well last night?" to her greetings.

Of course, one-sided accounts won't convince Noelle; at least the girl herself needs to examine it before it can be accepted.

Therefore, the deception was exposed exceptionally quickly again today.

"It's alright, Noelle, you'll be fine after a rest."

Mu Feng patted the girl's hand reassuringly, but his silence was tantamount to a form of tacit agreement.

I don't know if it's because of drug resistance, but the sleeping pills from the West Wind Church have started to lose their effectiveness.

The direct consequence of the drug's gradual loss of efficacy was that the dream, which had disappeared for a long time, returned once again, and even showed signs of intensifying.

The scene in the dream became clearer: rusty iron railings, the smell of decay, and an unpleasant stench of blood.

And the raging fire, the mournful cries, the ever-changing scenery, and... that bandaged hand.

So delicate that you could almost feel the bones, with thin, bluish veins faintly visible, giving it a pale, malnourished appearance.

He was running while holding that hand, not knowing why he was running, and he couldn't see the face of the person who was half a body length behind.

Until the feeling of weightlessness woke him from his dream once again.

Is this really a dream... or something else?

He wasn't sure, but there seemed to be a voice in his mind, constantly whispering seductively.

Wake me up.

Wake me up.

Wake me up.

"...Senior, senior? How are you? Are you alright?"

Noelle's anxious call seemed to come from a very distant place, startling Mu Feng, who was somewhat lost in thought, from his memories.

His vision cleared a little, and he realized that the small hand he was holding was not wrapped in bandages as in his dream, but was soft and warm, a characteristic of a young girl.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Noelle, it was my rudeness."

Realizing his lapse in composure, Mu Feng quickly let go and apologized, but the girl simply shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind.

"It's alright, senior. If this is all it takes to help you, Noelle doesn't mind."

Noelle's fair face flushed slightly with shyness, but her eyes remained as clear as a lake.

Her response was still so gentle and soft, as if it were a gentle, comforting touch from a cloud-shaped pancake.

The little maid was very happy to be by her senior's side when he needed her, and even the unintentional intimate gesture of holding hands made the girl feel a little guilty but secretly happy.

Although such petty tricks of taking advantage of someone's vulnerability are not in accordance with the ethics of a knight, she hasn't joined the Knights yet.

At least that's how Noelle successfully convinced herself.

A young girl's feelings are a strange thing; once they take root and sprout, they grow uncontrollably. Time is the best soil for them, but the fruits they bear are sometimes sweet and sometimes sour.

The one that doesn't taste very good is called Possessive Heart.

Miss Amber and her seniors knew each other the earliest, as did Miss Fischl. Miss Yura, although she seemed a bit aloof, unsurprisingly had a very good relationship with her seniors.

It seems that, apart from a nominal junior-senior relationship, I have never had the opportunity to get any closer to my seniors.

Her seniors always treated her like a little sister who needed to be taken care of, but Noelle wanted to be a little more greedy.

She knew this was love, without a single other ingredient mixed in.

Having tasted its sweetness and deliciousness, as a price to pay, one must naturally also face its troubles and anxieties.

Therefore, this bittersweet happiness can only be kept silent, like the symbolism of a rose.

But now, the girl's sense of crisis is growing, especially with the Flower Festival coming up, and it's about whether she can successfully occupy some of her senior's time during this grandest festival.

Therefore, she decided to take the risk this time.

"Because I have always been taken care of by my seniors, therefore..."

The girl seemed to have mustered some courage, and somewhat rashly took a step forward, pulling Mu Feng's hand back into hers.

"Please feel free to ask if you need anything, senior!"

These words seemed to have exhausted all of Noelle's courage. She hurriedly lowered her head, waiting for judgment like an ostrich.

This was the limit of the little maid's courage.

To put it more bluntly, rather than saying they lacked courage, it's more accurate to say that it was simply outside Noelle's knowledge.

Moreover, even such a bold move was completely different from the girl's usual style, to the point that even the other party involved seemed somewhat surprised for a moment.

However, Mu Feng was only stunned for a moment before he smiled and gently took the girl's small hand.

It's soft and fluffy, like holding a warm lump of milk candy.

Even the nerves that had been agitated by nightmares seemed to gradually calm down at this moment.

"Thank you, it's an honor, Noelle."

A few words quietly struck the girl's heart. Feeling the warmth of their intertwined fingers, Noelle's heart skipped a beat.

That was a change in the rhythm of my pounding heart; this time, it wasn't anxiety, but rather a joyful leap of excitement.

She bit into the fruit, and thankfully, it was the flavor she wanted.

The girl secretly raised her face to glance at Mu Feng's expression, and then hurriedly lowered her head again after meeting his gaze.

Hmm... so that counts as... a success, right?

An indescribable joy made the little maid feel dizzy, as if she were floating on a thick cloud of pancakes.

So, words were blurted out without being processed by the brain.

"Please go on a date with me this afternoon during the Flower Festival, senpai!"

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