Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Five years later, Fontaine, Opicclay Opera House.

"Miss Elodie! We love you!"

"Miss Elodie, look at me, look at me!"

With a smile on her face, Elodie, her hair tied in a bubble-shaped orange ribbon, calmly walked through the enthusiastic crowd of fans and headed straight for the figure sitting alone in the front row.

"Congratulations, the performance went very well."

Peruvieri rose from her seat, gave Elodie a light clap of applause, and her icy gaze intimidated the few crazy fans around her who were about to rush forward.

"Honestly, can't Peipei have any feelings at all?"

Elodie pouted, her golden twin tails swaying slightly behind her.

Where is Clementine?

“She went to Nata, saying she was looking for design inspiration.”

Peruvieri stepped forward and parted the crowd; her icy aura as an executive officer instantly made the surrounding audience unconsciously make way for her.

"Let's go, it's time to go home."

She spoke softly and took the first step.

Stepping out of the opera house and feeling the gentle breeze, Elodie let out a long sigh of relief, her tense body unconsciously relaxing a little.

five years.

Just as she dreamed, she became the greatest singer in Teyvat.

"I wish I had feathers and wings," a song she sang, resonated throughout Teyvat, becoming a household name on the continent alongside her own name.

But no one knew that she was not happy, and no one knew the wounds hidden beneath her polite smile.

When she sang on stage for the first time, she cried, cried until she choked up, and cried until she could no longer sing a single note.

It is well known that at every Elodie concert, there are only three seats in the front row.

They had seen the pink-haired girl sitting on the left, and the aloof fourth seat of the Fools' Enforcers, the "Servant," sitting calmly on the right.

However, the person who occupants of the middle seat has never been seen.

There have been instances of arrogant and unreasonable wealthy businessmen or politicians who attempted to forcibly occupy that seat or make indecent demands of this seemingly frail young singer.

Without exception, they all disappeared, vanished from the face of the earth, and no trace of their existence could be found ever again.

"What are you thinking?"

"Could it be that we've run into some troublemakers again?"

Peruvéli's bright red cross-shaped pupils magnified in Elodie's eyes. The dazed Elodie quickly waved her hand to indicate that everything was going well.

"That's good."

"The children are waiting for us."

Elodie started walking and followed Peruvieri out of the opera house. As they parted, she turned back one last time, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Despite spreading her songs throughout the entire continent of Teyvat, despite her efforts to bring hope to every desperate child, and despite being the "head" of the Hearth House.

But in every midnight dream, she would still return to that night when she sat on the windowsill, with a cool breeze blowing.

When I woke up from the dream, my face was covered in tears.

At that time, she wasn't a superstar in the public eye; she was just a girl nestled in a boy's arms, acting coquettishly.

That year he was 16 and she was 13. She liked to call him brother, and he taught her how to sing.

She's 18 now, and he's still 16. She can no longer call him "brother," and he won't come to her concerts anymore.

……

Several months later.

"came back?"

At the dock in Harbor, Peruvieri took the backpack from Clévius's hands, and the sea breeze blowing in their faces scattered her short white hair.

"Mmm, Peipei, you haven't changed at all."

The pink-haired girl grinned and pressed her arm against Peruvier's, taking out a crystal-clear red gem from her small pouch.

"Here you go! A specialty of the Son of Nata's Echoes, it matches your eyes perfectly, Pepe!"

Peruvier was stunned when she got her hands on the glittering red gem, and then helplessly touched Clementine's forehead.

"I've already said I don't like these decorations."

Even as she said this, she still carefully hid the gemstone in her inner pocket.

"Hehe... Strange, where's Elodie?"

Clementine took out another purple gem, looked behind Peruvier, and asked in confusion.

"I'm sorry, you missed her concert."

"Huh?! Why didn't I receive an invitation?"

Clementine looked shocked, but quickly recovered.

Her whereabouts in Nata are uncertain; perhaps by the time the invitation arrived, she had already left her original residence.

After all, this wasn't the first time a communication mishap had occurred.

How long do you plan to stay this time?

Peruvéli walked forward on her own, asking seemingly casually.

Clementine suddenly stopped in her tracks, her large, lake-green eyes sparkling, and spoke softly:

"Don't go."

"why?"

Peruvée turned her head in confusion. Why had that bird, which so yearned for the wind and freedom, suddenly chosen to stop?

Clementine smiled, her eyes lowered, gazing tenderly at the Eye of God on her chest.

O free bird, why do you fold your wings?

Because she wants to return to her nest.

It's time to stop.

"Pepe."

"I'll fulfill my duties as the 'older sister'."

She has gone very, very far.

Over the past five years, she has traveled to every inch of Teyvat and every river.

She had seen the aurora borealis in winter and had also visited that desolate border town covered by blizzards.

There, an elderly lightning mage greeted her and reminisced about the town's past.

She had visited the bustling Liyue Harbor and witnessed the prosperity and peace of that contracted kingdom.

She had seen the ethereal traces of Mount Aozang shrouded in mist and clouds, and also witnessed the reeds surging in the evening breeze at Dihua Isle, and heard the faint sound of bagpipes from there.

She set foot on the territory of the eternal god and admired the cherry blossoms falling like rain on Shadow Mountain.

She walked through the lush rainforest and crossed the desolate desert.

She arrived at the Land of Ten Thousand Fires, where she listened to the heroic spirits singing the hymns of resurrection.

With his eyes on, they saw that every piece of land in the seven kingdoms bore the marks of their presence.

She believed he had seen it.

If he couldn't see, she would tell him about everything she had seen and heard every night.

She will still cry, because he will never listen to her voice again.

She would sometimes laugh, believing that the gust of wind blowing in her face would be his response.

Finally, she took him to Mondstadt, the city-state of wind and freedom he had once spoken of.

She actually met the green-clad, wine-loving bard from the boy's story.

The bard saw her, and he saw the glasses she was wearing. So the bard drank a glass of cider and sang.

If you are trapped in a windless place

I will play the song of the heavens.

Fly high, fly high!

Fly to the highest heavens in my stead

……