Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

The immortal himself said that he would not be lonely, so the self-confidence of mortals seemed a bit pretentious.

Kazuya comes less frequently.

It went from once every two or three days to once every half a month.

Huaiyue reluctantly tolerated this frequency. The occasional annoying noise was worthy of the tolerance given to mortals in her opinion.

After all, he still has a few decades to live.

——Huaiyue thought with pity.

After that, she would hear Kazuya Kamisato's voice every fifteen days.

Occasionally she thought: This rice wife is really too bold.

Everyone in Liyue knew not to disturb the immortals by going to Jueyunjian at will, but he was lucky enough to come here twice a month.

He said something that was insignificant to her. Huaiyue didn't want to hear it at first, but seeing his happy expression, she acquiesced to such annoyance.

[The Kamisato family and the Hiiragi family negotiated a business deal, which went smoothly. In these days, I have completed urgent matters, and now I finally have some free time. 】

I see.

[It snowed lightly today. Are you feeling cold? I always thought about building a shed for you, or simply transplanting the toon tree indoors, but then I thought about it, you are an immortal, maybe this bit of cold is nothing to you. 】

It's really nothing, there's no need to build a shed, and it doesn't matter if you're just here being soaked in snow.

【Do you feel bored if you stay here often? 】

No, it's okay.

【Huaiyue...】

As he was talking, he suddenly paused.

Huaiyue saw the slightly shy face of the young man Kamisato Kazuya. In confusion, the young head of the family said: "Actually, I lied to you about something." 】

The immortal finally asked him in a condescending voice: "What's the matter?" 】

Kamisato Kazuya looked extremely serious and said to Tsubaki: [It is true that my mother looked at the candidate for my wife, but I refused. 】

Only then did Huaiyue understand why he had never seen his wife at Shenli's house.

However, immortals don't care about mortal love at all.

Huaiyue was not interested and lost her voice again.

Kamisato Kazuya couldn't get even a single word from the immortal. The look in his eyes turned gloomy for a moment, and then he immediately regained his composure.

[I won’t disturb your rest. ] Kamisato Kazuya turned his back, and his tone was slightly heavy for some reason.

[Huaiyue, see you next time. ] He said softly.

The immortal in the chun tree could not see his expression.

Before the little fairy who was watching had time to react, the scene changed and the dream changed again.

This time, the time may have spanned several years, because Kamisato Kazuya, who was young just now, has become more mature in an instant.

He came to Huaiyue at the same time, once every half month and twice a month.

Regardless of whether the immortal responds or not, he will slowly tell everything.

Talking about what he has experienced these past few days, how he dealt with it, how he felt, there are many topics that Huai Yue doesn't care about.

[I went to hold a ceremony to worship the gods two days ago. Although I didn’t rest for a few days, as long as I thought that I was in charge of such a grand event, it didn’t matter how tired I was. 】

Sacrifice to gods?

The fairy in the tree does not believe in the God of Thunder. She follows the King of Rocks.

But that didn't stop her from being curious about unknown things.

The Rishi appeared.

Huaiyue sat on the thick branch of the chun tree, looking down at Kamisato Kazuya's suddenly delighted expression, and just said: "Tell me about it." 】

The little immortal who was watching looked at his past memories and Kazuya Kamisato who looked surprised, and suddenly a different kind of complex emotion arose in his heart.

She thought silently: What an unfathomable fool.

If it were someone else, he should have known better and not bothered the immortal, but instead he kept coming year after year and was so excited when he got a little response.

I don't know what I'm asking for.

[Are you curious about these? ] The young man suddenly stuttered, and then spoke almost incoherently, [Of course, I will tell you...you can hear whatever you want...]

The immortal looked at him, and as the sun gradually set in the west, an hour passed, and he did not stop talking.

Huaiyue shouldn't have listened for so long, but the young man seemed to be afraid that she would disappear again, and even his voice became a little hoarse, but he still had no intention of stopping.

She was silent and then reminded her out of nowhere: "Your voice is hoarse. Why don't you go drink some tea?" 】

The young man was stunned.

He said nonchalantly: [Then, if I turn around and leave to drink tea, does that mean... we can only wait until fifteen days to meet again? 】

Is Huaiyue tired of his noise?

...There seems to be no doubt about it.

The immortal's heart moved slightly.

She suddenly said: [After all, your life is short, I can give you some tolerance. 】

Kamisato Kazuya suddenly raised his eyes.

[If you still want to say something, then bring the tea with you. I would also like to try it. What is the difference between Dao Wife’s tea and Liyue’s. 】

【Do you like drinking tea? 】

[I can’t say I like it, but it’s interesting to taste it occasionally. 】The immortal said.

So...is this acquiescing to him?

Even though it was just a short sentence, Kamizato Kazuya looked as stunned as a fledgling.

The immortal frowned: [Aren’t you thirsty? 】

With such a dull look, can he really be the head of the Kamisato family who can organize a ceremony to worship the gods?

Hezai is like waking up from a dream.

He covered his face in shame and whispered: "I lost my composure." 】

Then he ran indoors as if he was running away, without letting his servants do anything. He even specifically told his servants not to go to the chun tree in the courtyard, and then he took the tea set and the collection of fine tea leaves to where Huai Yue was.

From then on, Kamisato Kazuya brought tea every time he came.

He found that as long as he brought tea, the immortal would appear in front of him and take a sip or two of the tea he brought.

Based on the number of times Huaiyue drank each time, Kazuya slowly figured out the immortal's preferences. This kind of tea was not good, and that kind was not good... and then slowly found the kind she liked best.

After finding what she liked, Huaiyue spent more time in front of Kamisari Kazuya without even realizing it.

And she began to slowly get involved in the topics he shared.

Two years passed after that.

[Huaiyue doesn’t know, but I have an elder brother, and his wife gave birth to a son this year, who is my nephew. It was only then that I suddenly realized that time passes so easily. 】

Huaiyue was silent for a moment, and suddenly thought that a mortal could only live for a few decades at most.

She suddenly said: [We have a contract. If you don’t want to die——】

【thank you. ] Kamisato Kazuya gently interrupted Sento's words for the first time, [Life is short, so let it be short. 】

Huaiyue didn't understand. This man refused immortality. Why?

But she didn't have a chance to understand.

After that, Kazuya never mentioned a word about immortality.