Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

"So, Funina."

"Is this pasta guaranteed to cook through?"

Inside the Mu Mang Palace, Mu Feng suspiciously picked up a plate of macaroni covered in tomato sauce, staring at the suspiciously white part of the noodles in deep thought.

Ms. Funina, standing to the side, glanced guiltily at the messy kitchen, then at the noodles on the plate, and tentatively said:

"I mean, as the god of water,"

"You don't need to question the governing team's culinary skills."

Mu Feng's lips twitched. Don't look at Ying Bao, it's a bad review.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Feng adopted a look of resignation, closed his eyes, picked up a piece of macaroni, and put it in his mouth.

Hmm... the taste is surprisingly good?

To be fair, Fufu does have a knack for cooking macaroni; she's a true fan of macaroni minimalism!

"It's delicious, Funina."

Upon hearing the praise, Funina immediately put her hands on her hips, completely forgetting her guilty behavior just now, and put on a smug and proud expression.

"Hmph, I already said it,"

"There is no doubt about the God of Justice's culinary skills."

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"So, what is the purpose of the Water God's invitation?" Mu Feng asked with some curiosity.

At this moment, Fufu was no longer worried about the approaching prophecy. She suddenly summoned her, the manager of the small coffee shop, which seemed to be more than just a simple tea party.

"Eh?"

For a moment, Funina's expression faltered, but she quickly regained her composure and adopted a proud demeanor.

"Travelers returning to Fontaine,"

"As the god of justice, I acknowledge the justice you demonstrated in solving the serial disappearances of young girls."

"On behalf of Fontaine and in the name of the god Fucarus, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you."

Rejoice! Justice and fairness will be with us!

Whether it was just my imagination or not, when Funina expressed her sincere gratitude, her flamboyant demeanor seemed to subside, and her expression became slightly more solemn.

After finishing her speech, Funina gracefully turned and sat down, picked up a small piece of cake, and seemingly casually began to speak:

"So, the traveler returning from beyond the world."

"Do you have any unique insights into the prophecy about Fontaine?"

Although Funina hid it well, Mu Feng still noticed the fleeting anticipation and fear in Funina's blue eyes.

Seemingly realizing that her question was somewhat abrupt, Funina secretly clenched her white-gloved fist and quickly tried to cover it up:

"Of course, as the demon god Fucarus, I have already devised a strategy to deal with the prophecy."

"But as a benevolent god, I allow my people to express their own opinions."

Mu Feng remained silent, gazing at Fu Ningna's heterochromatic blue eyes of varying shades. The questioning in his eyes made Fu Ningna turn her head away slightly, feeling a little guilty.

However, this simple action revealed some small details on the ground she was covering.

Mu Feng bent down slightly, picked up a dropped report from the ground next to Fu Ningna, and began to look through it.

The paper was covered with detailed information about the serial disappearances of teenage girls written in bold black font, along with a few slightly dried tear stains.

A flicker of panic crossed Funina's face. She took the report from Mu Feng's hand, pretending to be calm, and casually tossed it onto her desk.

"Ahahaha... I'm so sorry."

"This water god is extremely busy with many affairs of state, so naturally there are some things to consider in my personal life..."

"One year left."

Mu Feng sighed inwardly and spoke softly, interrupting Funina's increasingly flustered attempts to make amends.

"What did you say?"

A look of surprise flashed across Fu Ningna's face. She turned her head slightly, seemingly not understanding the meaning behind Mu Feng's words for the moment.

But soon she realized what was happening, and the tension and panic in her heart intensified, but there was also a faint sense of relief.

Is there only one year left?

The end of the world came sooner than she imagined...

However, it seems that this is for the best.

Despite the turmoil within her, Funina maintained a calm and composed expression, continuing to speak as if nothing was amiss:

"No explanation is needed. As the god of water, I naturally know when the prophecy will come to pass."

"If that's all there is to it, it won't convince me—Fukaros, the God of Justice."

Fu Ningna crossed her arms, pretending to be indifferent to the information Mu Feng provided, but her slightly trembling fingers and sparkling eyes clearly betrayed her true thoughts.

Perhaps he really does have a way to save Fontaine?

As Funina looked on with anticipation, her body unconsciously leaned forward slightly.

"I mean,"

"Furina, the grand trial that you so desired, the one that promised to end everything,"

"One year left."

Funina's expression froze. She felt her blood rushing backward, and a chill rose from her body, making her almost lose control of herself.

After a long while, Funina came to her senses. She forced a smile and, pretending to know nothing, began to try to give irrelevant answers:

"Hahaha, Mu Feng, what are you saying..."

“As the water god of Fontaine, I—Fukaros—have naturally planned a grand trial that will end the prophesied disaster…”

However, facing the boy's calm gaze, Funina's confidence slowly dissipated, and her voice gradually lowered.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

After a long silence, Funina spoke first, her voice low and trembling with her last hope:

"How much...do you really know?"

"all."

The boy answered, but those two short words drained all of Funina's strength, and she collapsed helplessly into her chair.

"So...our plan...failed?"

Funina lifted her face, which was filled with despair, her eyes were empty, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

So, everything she held onto was just a joke in other people's eyes?

"No, quite the opposite."

Mu Feng stepped forward and gently hugged Fu Ningna's trembling shoulders. He gently rubbed Fu Ningna's jellyfish-like head and tenderly wiped away her flowing tears.

“You did very well, Funina.”

Upon hearing this, Funina, filled with despair, raised her head in confusion, her teary eyes fixed on Mu Feng, awaiting his further explanation.

"As visitors from outside the world."

"In the foreseeable future, you have successfully saved Fontaine from the prophecy."

"And all of this is inseparable from your perseverance."

“You are already a wonderful god, Funina.”

"Now, take a good rest."

The boy's gentle words echoed, and Funina's tears welled up once again.

However, this time, it was because of relief and liberation.

……

Meanwhile, in the dark room.

"Father, here is the information you need."

The boy wearing a magician's hat respectfully handed over a thick stack of documents, bowed, and then slowly withdrew.

"Click."

The door closed softly, and the room returned to a deathly silence once more.

In the darkness, the red cross-shaped pupils suddenly lit up, and the owner of the eyes stretched out long, slender fingers that were even darker than the darkness itself, slowly flipping through the thick documents on the table.

Arecino, the fourth executive of the Fools, the "father" of the Hearth House, and the "servant".

Right above the document was a recent headline report from Steambird News.

"Ha... to be brought back to life..."

With an ambiguous look in his blood-red eyes, the servant straightened his smart white suit, crossed his legs, and elegantly examined the document.

Silence fell again in the darkness.

A sliver of moonlight pierced through the dark clouds, casting a silvery glow onto the windowsill.

Suddenly, a clear, bell-like girl's voice rang out in the office, her soft voice carrying an inexplicable emotion.

"Could it be him?"

"Pepe."

Arecino's blood-red eyes flickered, and her usually stern expression softened slightly.

"perhaps."

As the moonlight gradually brightened, it shone on the girl's soft pink hair, and in the center of her clean white dress, a light blue soft lamp pendant was shining brightly.

[Volume 2 - End]