Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Fontaine, Maple Dew Cafe.

Mu Feng looked at the three magic show tickets in his hand over and over, lost in thought.

The magic performance by the up-and-coming magician Linni was truly...

This is absolutely terrible!

Although Linnie and Lynette didn't know him, he had seen Fimini, who was adopted by Kujavina, and besides...

How could the "parents" not be present when the "children" are performing?

Thinking of this, Mu Feng turned his gaze to Ms. Funina, who was sitting in the corner enjoying a small cake, and showed a somewhat suspicious expression.

Is this really my silly Fufu? It feels like everything was planned in advance by her.

You've changed, Fufu!

Funina, who was eating a small cake nearby, seemed to sense the gaze. She looked up, and her clear, bewildered eyes collided with Mu Feng's in mid-air.

"Hehe... I ate too much..."

Funina looked at the small plates piled on the table in front of her and gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

It's not that she lacked self-control; it's mainly because she was too relaxed there, and the cafe's mini cakes were really delicious, so...

Hmm, I'll have one more... or two more!

Mu Feng covered his face, reached out and touched Funina's jellyfish-shaped head, and then took out a Thousand Spirit Mousse for Funina from the wooden cabinet next to him.

"It's okay, Fufu can eat as much as she wants."

I'm guilty. Fufu is still the same silly and adorable Fufu. What kind of bad intentions does this silly Fufu, who only has little cakes on her mind, have?

"Don't call me that..."

Funina put down her fork and huffed, raising her face, which still had a little cream on it.

I feel slighted. She is the great Furness de Fontaine, a symbol of justice, and she will not yield to a few measly cakes!

"Okay, Fufu."

“You you you you you!”

After fuming for a while, Fu Ningna suddenly seemed to deflate and sat back down in her chair. She crossed her arms, turned her head slightly, and put on a slightly arrogant expression.

"Hmph, fine, for the sake of the cake... I'll grant your permission."

Honestly, such an intimate way of addressing someone is unfair.

However... it's only for you.

Patting her slightly flushed cheeks, Funina turned her attention back to the Thousand Spirit Mousse that had just been served, her blue heterochromatic eyes sparkling.

"So, where did all these tickets come from?"

Mu Feng looked suspiciously at the four large characters "VIP Seating" on the admission ticket and casually asked a question.

Logically speaking, even if Funina is the goddess of water, she shouldn't be able to obtain so many high-level entry tickets so easily.

After all... that's worth a lot of Mora.

"Huh? That one?"

Funin swallowed a piece of mousse and answered casually.

Have you heard of "Hope for Feathers and Wings"?

Mu Feng: ? ? ?

Wait a minute... let me sort this out... where is this from?

It’s broken, the collapse is still chasing me!

Seeing Mu Feng's shocked expression, Fu Ningna cast a puzzled look at her and continued speaking to herself:

"That shouldn't be the case... Although it's an exaggeration to say that this song has spread to the Dark Sea, it should still be quite famous..."

"Anyway, this is a gift from that singer, Miss Elodie. We're pretty good friends in private."

At this point, Funina raised her head slightly, with a proud expression that said, "Praise me!"

Okay, the case is solved now; the murderer was actually myself.

Young Mu Feng sighed deeply. Now he could only pray that when Teyvat and the Tree of Existence connected, Brother Zhou Tian wouldn't directly unleash a Primordial Beginning attack on this place.

"Then I'll go first."

Mu Feng pushed open the door of the coffee shop with a deathly expression, intending to pick up Caroline and Chiara, who were on vacation, and head to the Opiclie Opera House.

Sigh... Sometimes I really miss the sassy Yingmei and the silly little Paimon.

The meaning of travel suddenly came to mind!

He's definitely better suited to playing hoeing the earth with Yingmei, who just woke up!

Fu Ningna blinked, watching Mu Feng's gloomy figure disappear into the distance, and tilted her head in confusion.

Was it her imagination? What was this tragic feeling of a hero going forth never to return?

Never mind, I'll just enjoy my little cake.

With that in mind, Funina picked up the small porcelain plate in front of her and focused on the delicious dessert.

……

"Now, let's welcome Fontaine's rising star magician—Linnie!"

"And—his assistant—Linette!"

The host's enthusiastic voice echoed throughout the Opicclay Opera House, and amidst thunderous applause, the twins, wearing magician's hats, slowly made their entrance.

The two men removed their top hats and waved to the surrounding audience. Instantly, several white doves flew out of the hats, flapping their wings and swooping down towards the crowd.

Candy rained down from a small basket tied to the pigeon's leg, eliciting cheers of delight from the audience.

"it is good--!"

However, among the enthusiastic audience, an elderly man sitting in the front row did not seem to be affected by the atmosphere.

A black top hat concealed his weathered white hair, and the old man's eyes were fixed on the twins shining on the stage, filled with a sense of satisfaction and reminiscence.

César, Fontaine's greatest magician.

Those two children who said goodbye to him with guilt have become such dazzling magicians.

so good……

He still remembers that night when the boy with downcast eyes pulled his sister along and solemnly apologized to him.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Cesar.”

"You've taught us so much,"

"But I cannot tell you the whole truth."

He looked into their eyes, and their gazes held unspeakable secrets.

Cesar suddenly remembered that he had seen the same look in a boy's eyes several years ago.

Then he smiled and said the same thing he had said back then.

"There are many lies and falsehoods in this world."

"And what we need to do,"

It's about learning to find your own "authenticity" within it.

The twins left, while Cesar continued preparing for his "great magic."

One night, he strolled in the courtyard, contemplating the grand performance that was about to take place.

Suddenly, a figure flashed down the corridor and hurried toward the prop room.

Lorenzo?

Cesar was puzzled, but he didn't pay attention and continued to simulate the magic in his mind over and over again.

But for some reason, the magic trick, which had been clear, suddenly became blurry, as if something was disturbing his mind.

"Mr. César,"

"I also have a gift for you."

The voice, long forgotten, suddenly rang out, and the magical scene in Cesar's mind shattered, plummeting into the abyss.

"Be careful of your wife and assistant."

Cesar's eyes widened as the boy's distant warning rang in his ears, but he hadn't taken it to heart at the time and simply laughed it off.

After Lorenzo left, he walked into the prop room with trembling steps. The mechanism that used to suit his left hand had been changed to be right-handed.

Cesar felt a chill run down his spine; he could already see himself falling.

Falling...falling...

He looked at the photo of the three people on the wall, and suddenly the faces of two of them became repulsive, while his wife's gentle smile turned eerie and cold.

He withdrew quietly and began his investigation in secret.

Three days later, the elusive thief Mink, who had troubled the Fontaine security forces for years, was captured.

No one expected that she was a woman.

Also imprisoned was the assistant of the great magician Cesar, who was arrested on charges of attempted murder and harboring a wanted criminal.

When people saw Cesar, the once-spirited magician seemed to have aged decades in an instant.

Three more days passed, and César's magic show came to a successful end. From then on, whenever the people of Fontainebleau mentioned magic, they would think of that figure falling into the air and flying freely.

At that performance, César saw three young girls.

The girl who wore a crown, the silent girl, the girl with bubble orange hair ties.

They stood at a distance, watching his performance quietly.

The only difference was that the boy who gave him the gift was nowhere to be found.

When they came to their senses, the three girls had also disappeared.

He really wanted to ask where the boy had gone.

I received your gift.

This is the only gift I've ever received, and it's the best gift I've ever received.

Thank you.