Dotore from Genshin Impact is my teacher

The Land of the Rising Winds in Mondstadt

"Where am I?" A boy who looked exactly like Wendy woke up on the grass in the Land of the Rising Wind and looked around at his surroundings.

Is this the world outside the wind wall? There's no strong wind, and the sun shines warmly on my face.

The bard singing before the statue of the wind god received a message from the wind, and before he could finish his story, he hurriedly packed up his Mora and left, and the crowd dispersed as well.

The Land Where the Wind Rises

Seeing his old friend, who had died hundreds of years ago, standing alive before him today, filled the bard with indescribable excitement and joy.

"Hello, are you lost? I can help you find your way." With short black hair and two small, gradually green braids hanging down at her temples, Barbatos, when transformed into Wendy, wears a Baroque-style outfit, a green cloak, and a Cecilia flower pinned to the brim of her hat.

The boy was stunned. This person looked just like him, but he didn't think the person meant him any harm.

"who are you?"

“My name is Wendy. Let me show you around Mondstadt for a while.” The bard extended his hand, gesturing for the boy to place his hand on it.

……

Outside Mondstadt

The boy felt unfamiliar with everything here and couldn't help but wonder, "Is this really Mondstadt? It looks like a beautiful place."

"That's right~"

"And what about the rulers here?"

There are no rulers here~

"This is a free city-state, without struggle or oppression, where people live happy lives."

The bard held the boy's hand and could feel the warmth from his palm. This was not a dream; he was truly alive.

"Hello, bard, is there a performance today?"

"No, not today~"

“My friend has come all the way from far away to visit Mondstadt, so we must treat him well.” The bard put his hand on the boy’s shoulder to help him relax.

"Oh my! You're friends! You look so alike, like twins."

……

The bard led the boy on a tour of Mondstadt, stopping in front of the statue of the Anemo Archon.

"This must be the wind god Barbatos they're talking about..."

The bard shrugged, a nonchalant expression on his face: "That guy disappeared hundreds of years ago..."

The boy closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and made a wish: "Since it is a god, I wish that time could slow down, just a little bit more."

"..."

"It might be a bit naive, but Mondstadt here is completely different from the Mondstadt I know."

"Does it refer to Old Mondstadt?"

The boy asked, puzzled, "Old Mondstadt?"

Wind Dragon Ruins

The once towering tower was destroyed and turned into ruins. The wandering Hilichurls had been dealt with, and the bard and the boy sat on the broken wall.

The boy exclaimed, "So that's how it's become."

Bard: "Anyway, do you like Mondstadt as it is now?"

The boy closed his eyes, feeling the free wind: "Mmm, I love it! It's practically my dream!"

Bard: "Hehe, I like it too~"

"Ahem, the world's finest bard is about to begin plucking his strings." The bard took out his harp and began to pluck the strings.

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Boy and Breeze

"The story I'm about to tell begins in Old Mondstadt."

"In that tyrant's country, I met a boy."

"The young man knows how to play the piano, following his own poem."

"But he was born within the wind wall and has never seen the blue sky."

"I want to see birds soaring in the sky!"

"The boy's eyes were stubborn, and there was a light in his pupils."

"But his voice was drowned out by the howling wind, because the tornado only collected the hymns and left no other sound."

"Isn't the real sky, the poetry and songs outside the cage, a desire worth fighting for?"

"So the young man extended an invitation to me."

"Come with me, crush the tyrant, tear apart the wind wall!"

"When the youths raised the banner of rebellion, I too joined the war in pursuit of freedom."

"Those who break through the shimmering cage triumph all the way, causing the divine throne to crumble, a thousand winds to rage, and all demons to tremble; in the smoke of battle, we witness the death of the tyrant; in the ashes, we witness the collapse of the tower."

"Thus began the new Mondstadt; from then on, no one ever ascended the throne again."

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Boy: "Is that you, little elf?"

The bard's heart skipped a beat: "Heh heh, you've found out. I am your little sprite."

The boy said, “When you were talking about overthrowing the tyranny of the Lonely King in the Tower, you should have been happy about overthrowing tyranny, but your music was very sad because of my death.”

Bard: "Hehe~"

"You won't be angry if I use your appearance without permission, will you?"

The boy didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly. The bard got a little anxious when he didn't speak, so the boy went up and hugged him.

"Little fairy, I miss you so much..."

"Me too……"

……

The bard took the boy's hand: "Come on, let's go for a drink!"

The boy grabbed him: "Wait, we can't drink alcohol in our current state, can we?"

The bard: "Heh heh, I have my own way."

Mondstadt: Gift of the Angels

"This time, I'll have some dandelion wine and apple wine." The bard opened the cabinet familiarly and started looking for wine.

The boy tugged at his sleeve, but he just assumed it was urging him to hurry up and get it.

"Don't rush, let me look carefully—I found it!" The bard turned and handed the wine to the boy, completely unaware of Diluc.

Diluc, still wearing his cat-like sullen face, said, "Put down the wine in your hand."

The bard looked slightly embarrassed: "Ah, hahaha, it's Grandpa Lu! I'll only have one cup."

"no!"

"Don't be so heartless! I'm the Wind God, after all. Please, please? Please? Please?"

The guy in front of me who's trying to act cute with his face is the Wind God. If he weren't the Wind God, Diluc would have kicked him out long ago.

The bard: "If you don't speak, I'll take that as a yes?"

Diluc never imagined his Wind God would look like this; it was truly embarrassing. But what could he do? He was the Wind God.

"You'll have to pay off the alcohol you drank today through the resident singer."

"That's wonderful, Grandpa Lu!"

"This is my favorite drink, you should try it!"

The bard offered the dandelion wine to the boy's lips. The boy took a small sip, and having never tasted alcohol before, he was completely defenseless against it and immediately became drunk, collapsing onto the table.

Diluc watched silently from the side. The bard chuckled, continued drinking, and when he was almost drunk, he carried the boy, paid for a room, opened the door, put the boy on the bed, closed the door, and lay down himself.

He could have just found anywhere to sleep, but if the boy opened his eyes and found himself gone, it would be troublesome, and he didn't want to lose him again.

The bard got out of bed to help the boy take off his shoes, and after he finished his own tasks, he lay down on his side with the boy in his arms.