Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

clinic.

Nan Ke took off her coat, and Guangdai took a cotton swab and alcohol to help her carefully wipe the blood off her body.

Behind a blue curtain, Kamisato Ayato and the female police officer who accompanied her were talking outside.

The policewoman and Kamisato Ayato did not deliberately lower their voices. They said roughly that today's incident was of a serious nature, and if they wanted to investigate it severely, they could at least let the criminal go to jail for more than three years.

After a while, the wound was roughly cleaned, and the doctor came in with tools to apply medicine. Mitsuyo sat cross-legged on a small stool beside him and said angrily,

"I don't know where that guy Guo Beng has gone! You were bullied like this, and there was no trace of him!"

Nan Ke's heart moved, and he turned to ask her: "Guobeng? Is that the name of the cat?"

The black cat disappeared after Kamisato Ayato and the police showed up.

"You don't know Guobeng?!" Mitsuyo's eyes widened as if he had heard something extremely unbelievable.

Nanke shook his head.

“What…!” Guang Dai straightened up, “That guy brought me here! I thought he had come to see you a long time ago!”

"So, Guobeng is a person's name?" Nan Ke stared into Mitsuyo's eyes, trying to find a clue from them.

Mitsuyo wrinkled his face, didn't say anything for a long time, and looked conflicted.

After a long moment, Mitsuyo lowered his eyes, expressionless: "No, he is just a cat."

Nanke:?

"Go to hell with your love, I'll be thankful he doesn't show up!" Mitsuyo angrily punched the stool, "It's just right that I don't have to repay the favor I owe him, I want to love my wife forever, and piss him off to death!"

Nan Ke only understood half of what he said. After thinking for a while, he shouted, "Guang Dai."

"Mitsuo is here!" Mitsuyo wiped away the gloom on his face and raised his face with a bright smile.

"Thank you for saving me." Nan Ke looked at her seriously.

Mitsuyo was startled.

The girl's clear golden eyes reflected Nan Ke's eyebrows, staring straight at her, so still that it seemed as if she was holding her breath.

Suddenly, the scattered light and shadows trembled slightly.

Mitsuyo lowered her head deeply.

"You didn't even ask me, how could I know you?"

Mitsuyo raised his lips, and the curved corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled downward by some heavy force. After just a moment, he fell down again under the weight.

"It's okay. Just think of it as me falling in love with you at first sight and being very familiar with you. From now on, I will always be by your side and protect you until you grow up."

Mitsuyo's voice was slightly hoarse.

Sounds like she's about to cry.

He clearly looks older than Nan Ke, but his temper is like that of a child.

Iodine splashed onto the torn flesh on Nan Ke's chest, causing intense stinging pain. Nan Ke pursed her lips and endured it until the doctor applied the medicine, then she straightened her clothes and walked in front of Mitsuyo.

"Don't cry." Nan Ke stroked her hair to comfort her.

After treating their wounds, the policewoman immediately took them to the police station to take their statements.

Illegal stalking, attempted rape, attempted murder.

unambiguous evidence.

The police officer who was taking the statement handed Nan Ke the case receipt and said indignantly: "Little girl, don't worry, we will definitely bring the bad guys to justice!"

Nan Ke expressed his gratitude, took the thin piece of paper and turned to leave.

Mitsuyo and Kamisato Ayato also had to take statements, and were called in one after another after Nan Ke came out. Nan Ke sat on a bench in the corridor outside the door, waiting for them quietly.

After a while, a pregnant woman with a big belly was brought over by the police.

When the pregnant woman saw Nan Ke, she rushed over without warning, "It's you, isn't it!"

"What are you doing!" The policeman quickly stopped Nan Ke.

Nan Ke sat there without moving. He turned his head to see the woman's face. Her cheeks were swollen and her eyes were red and wide open.

In just a moment, tears welled up in those eyes.

"I beg you!"

The pregnant woman pushed the police officer's arm and cried to Nan Ke.

"I beg you not to sue him, okay? He knows he was wrong, he's learned his lesson! I'm about to give birth, the child can't be without a father, wuwu..."

The pregnant woman was crying and was very emotional. The police could not bear to watch and scolded her: "It is useless for the family members to plead for mercy!"

The police pointed at Nan Ke's chest and said, "Look at that little girl. There's so much blood on her body! If she wasn't lucky, she would have almost died!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll kneel down to you, no! Please kowtow to me! I'll raise the money for whatever compensation you want!"

The pregnant woman knelt on her knees and cried,

"But I really beg you, please have mercy on him and let him go! He is the father of the child. If he goes to jail, our whole family will die, and the child's future will be ruined..."

Nan Ke listened to the pregnant woman's collapse and crying, and suddenly asked: "Without a father, will the child have no future?"

The pregnant woman stopped crying and looked at her blankly while sobbing.

Nan Ke asked again.

"of course!"

The pregnant woman did not hesitate, her tearful eyes filled with despair.

"If his father goes to jail, the child will be fatherless. When he goes out, people will point fingers at him and say he is a criminal's child. He won't be able to study, find a job, or get married smoothly! Such a life is no different from being ruined! Little sister, please be magnanimous for the sake of my unborn child..."

"Miss Nan Ke, what's wrong?"

The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open and Kamisato Ayato walked out.

"gentlemen!"

Nan Ke's reaction was indifferent from beginning to end. The pregnant woman seemed to suddenly see hope and turned around and pounced on Kamisato Ayato again.

"Sir, please let my husband go...!"

"Please calm down,"

Kamisato Ayato immediately realized the situation and held the pregnant woman's arms.

"We regret today's tragedy more than anyone else." Kamisato Ayato raised his lips, but his eyes were cold. "Fortunately, the police have intervened. I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people, and both of us will get a sufficiently fair decision."

"W-what..."

The pregnant woman looked at the man's smiling face in disbelief and fell to the ground exhausted.

Kamisato Ayato handed the pregnant woman to the policeman nearby and said to Nan Ke:

"Ms. Nan Ke, we can leave now."

Kamisato Ayato's car was parked behind the police station.

Nan Ke sat in the back seat and heard the rubbing of papers beside her. She looked at her hand belatedly and saw a case receipt that had been crumpled up unconsciously by her.

Nan Ke smoothed the wrinkles on the paper with his fingers and heard Kamisato Ayato ask,

"Miss Nan Ke, would you like to change your clothes before going back?"

The man still maintained the posture of opening the car door for her, leaning down slightly with a gentle smile.

Nan Ke hesitated briefly.

Also.

She was still covered in blood, and if she went back directly, she might scare Liu.

"Where can we change it?" Nan Ke asked.

"My new store has just been renovated and has not officially opened yet," Kamisato Ayato winked slyly, "Perhaps, Miss Nan Ke would like to be my first customer?"

The destination was decided so easily.

The car drove onto the main road outside the police station. Nan Ke held his phone in his hand, thinking about sending a message to A Liu to explain why he was late, while asking, "By the way, Mr. Ayato, where's Mitsuyo?"

"Who knows?" Kamisato Ayato steered the wheel following the navigation route. "She seems to be a bad girl who is being taken care of in the area. It should be difficult for her to escape as easily as we did."

"so."

Although Guangdai's words were confusing.

But Nan Ke still cares about some of the content.

Nan Ke's attention was not focused, and he kept writing and deleting words in the input box, as if no matter how he expressed it, it was not appropriate.

Nan Ke was thinking about the right words when Kamisato Ayato, who was driving in front of him, suddenly spoke up.

"Ms. Nan Ke, are you contacting A Liu?"

"Ah."

Nan Ke raised her eyes as she answered. Kamisato Ayato was looking straight ahead at the road and was not looking at her.

"If I don't say anything, he might get worried."

"Oh?" Kamisato Ayato pretended to be surprised, "Have you developed a relationship to the point where you need to keep in touch at all times?"

"…What's the relationship?"

"If not, why should Miss Nan Ke report her itinerary to him?" Kamisato Ayato laughed.

Nan Ke paused with his finger hovering over the phone screen and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Kamisato Ayato...

That makes sense.

So Nan Ke deleted the half-finished line in the input box and put away his phone.

As the vehicle sped along, the scenery outside the window, which was bleached by the scorching sun, turned into countless lines and disappeared behind us like flowing water.

The hottest time of the day had passed, and pedestrians were walking in groups of three or four on the roadside, mixed among the lines, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Some of them travel alone, some are families, and some are friends.

Nan Ke looked at them, silently feeling the slight pain in his chest when his heart beat, and also recalled the sad cry of the pregnant woman in the police station.

After a while, she couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Ayato."

"please say."

"If I don't want to pursue this matter anymore, will that person be released?"

"Ms. Nan Ke," Kamisato Ayato said in a rare serious tone after a moment, "You are the victim. You do not need to listen to any pleas, and you have no obligation to excuse the criminal."

"No." Nan Ke looked at the case receipt spread on his knees.

"Illegal stalking, attempted rape, attempted murder." Nan Ke read out the words twisted between the folds of the paper one by one, pausing for a long time, "The most serious one is the last one, but in fact, he didn't hurt me."

The vehicle swerved and stopped suddenly.

Kamisato Ayato stopped the car on the side of the road, turned back and frowned: "Nan Ke..."

"Please listen to me."

Nan Ke clenched his fingers and looked directly at Kamisato Ayato, interrupting the rebuke he was about to blurt out.

Of course she knew what Kamisato Ayato was thinking and what he wanted to advise her.

But only Nan Ke knows.

In fact, that is not the case.

——Why did this happen to me?

Why does this always happen to me?

It all started because Nan Ke wanted to resist the strange malice inflicted on him and to retaliate against those who attempted to harm him, which is why things had come to this point.

Nan Ke also knew how strange Kamisato Ayato's expression would become if she told the truth.

From now on, in this person's eyes, she will no longer be a normal person with a healthy mind and body.

however……

"Mr. Ayato," Nan Ke asked him, "Do you think that a child whose mother has declared that he will never be happy in his future life can have a good future?"

"Ms. Nan Ke," Kamisato Ayato said in a serious tone, "You are definitely not the one who needs to be responsible for that child."

"Of course it is me."

Nan Ke took a deep breath,

"Because the injuries on my body were caused by myself."

After saying this, Nan Ke lowered his eyes and did not dare to look into Kamisato Ayato's eyes.

Kamisato Ayato didn't respond for a moment. The air in the small space was eerily quiet.

Every muscle in Nan Ke's body was tense so tightly that even his clenched fists were trembling slightly.

But after a moment, she calmed her voice and continued.

"I have a mental illness and have been self-harming unconsciously for a long time. Only my family knows about it."

"I brought the scissors to the scene on purpose."

"Because I know that if that person doesn't cause me any substantial harm, he won't be punished."

"I want him to regret coming to me."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ayato,"

Nan Ke spoke each word with difficulty.

"I lied."

Different from the scorching sun outside.

The air conditioner in the car was turned on at a suitable temperature. The coolness deepened the shadows. Nan Ke, with his head lowered, curled up unconsciously, as if he was going to become a part of the huge shadow.

Kamisato Ayato was stunned for a moment.

He kept in touch with her throughout the whole process, and heard the arguments and violence on the other end of the phone. It was impossible for him not to feel anxious.

If Nan Ke had planned it already, he could have told him at the beginning.

It was better than her risking getting hurt alone.

Kamisato Ayato opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say to her.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, shielding himself from the glaring light from the side, and spoke weakly: "Ms. Nan Ke, if you don't say it, no one will know."

“…We can’t do this.”

Nan Ke answered in a low voice.

"Because his wife is about to give birth?"

Nan Ke didn't say anything, which meant he agreed.

"Honestly, I'm in a very complicated mood right now," Kamisato Ayato pinched his brows, "I still haven't been able to gain your trust so far, which probably means that I'm really not suitable to be the one taking care of people... Miss Nan Ke, if I had known your situation earlier, I wouldn't have helped you run away from home."

"I'm sorry." Nan Ke lowered his head even lower.

For Nan Ke, living alone means danger.

Nan Ke knew this better than anyone else, so he decided to hide it.

But at this point, even if Kamisato Ayato said that she wanted to send her back immediately, Nan Ke would not object.

She was the one who did something wrong and should be punished.

"I'll take you home." After a long time, Kamisato Ayato sighed.

The car started up again, and the wind blew monotonously against the windows.

Something was slowly twisting in Nan Ke's chest, confusing the feeling of suffocation inside his body with the pain outside it, as if some unknown monster was hiding inside because of a severe injury, and was constantly tearing at his lungs.

Overriding the lack of compassion for the unborn baby.

It also overcomes the helplessness of possibly being sent home.

Until Kamisato Ayato sent Nan Ke to the gate of the community.

"For now, the real reason why you were injured should only be known by the two of us," Kamisato Ayato put a coat on Nan Ke to cover the blood on her body, his expression normal, "I will keep it a secret for you too."

"...Aren't you going to take me home?" Nan Ke looked up and asked him.

Kamisato Ayato smiled bitterly: "Don't rush to give me a difficult problem, Miss Nan Ke, I have no idea how to take the responsibility of bringing you out."

Nan Ke felt a heavy weight fall from his heart: "Thank you."

The car couldn't stay on the side of the road for too long. Kamisato Ayato nodded and turned to leave. After taking half a step, she felt someone pulling her clothes from behind.

He stopped and looked back, and saw Nan Ke holding the corner of his clothes.

Nan Ke asked cautiously, "Can I still come when the store opens?"

Nan Ke's eyes have always been quiet, peaceful, and clear in black and white.

Like a pool of still water, because it is incomprehensible, it will not be disturbed by complex emotions. When looking at people, its focus is both pure and ignorant.

Being stared at like this, Kamisato Ayato could only sigh helplessly, then smiled: "Of course, please be sure to come."

Nan Ke exhaled briefly, let him go, and his expression relaxed: "Goodbye, Mr. Ayato."

"Go back. I'll wait until you enter the community before I leave." Kamisato Ayato waved at her, "Keep in touch anytime."

Nan Ke nodded, turned and walked towards the community. When she was about to turn the corner, she looked back at him.

Kamisato Ayato stood there and kept smiling, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It would be great if Nan Ke could make twelve-point sugar dumpling milk now.

Ugh.