Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

"Well……"

The soft fur seemed to wrap the whole body. The body was now unwilling to respond to the call of the brain, as if it had lost control of its limbs, yet seemed still able to control them. It turned over and hugged its tail. Its eyelids struggled but did not open, unwilling to give the brain a channel to observe the outside world.

The furry tail covered Keqing's belly, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion while waiting in line. Sitting in a private room in the teahouse and watching the opera artist who had just come on stage below, the samurai Sakusai yawned.

"Order some more food..." He put down the cards in his hand and said nonchalantly, "There's no challenge at all. Come on, you're so weak! I can defeat you without even putting in any effort."

Covering the cards in his hand, Ke's father couldn't help but grit his teeth and said angrily: "You fox pig, do you know how much you have eaten? You win once and order once. The chefs in the kitchen of the teahouse are almost too busy to handle it."

"The first two orders haven't been served yet, and now you want to order a third time?... Oh, the last order has been served." The door of the box was pushed open, and the father came in with snacks to replace the empty plates on the table, and said reluctantly:

"Another serving, the same combo as before. You fox-pig will choke to death sooner or later!"

"I think this is a close call, but rather than choking to death, I'm more curious about whether you have enough Mora. Before, you said with confidence that it didn't matter how many times you lost."

Sweet pastries mixed with fragrant tea, the attendant Yingsai said thoughtfully: "But the corners of your eyes twitched slightly when I ordered the dishes these few times. Don't tell me that this is the limit of the Mora in you."

"Heh~ I don't care about that. As long as I win the next game, it doesn't matter how much Mora I carry with me, because I can definitely let you pay the bill. Don't tell me you don't have Mora."

As long as he can win one round, he will stop playing, just one win... Dozens of failures have made Ke's father a little bit drunk. The ending where he will be defeated no matter if he has good cards or bad cards seems a little magical.

If he doesn't break this magic, he won't be able to sleep well tonight!

"I hope you can keep your word."

Dividing the shuffled cards into three parts, the cards fell into his hands and spun in a fancy way. The samurai Yingsai tilted his head and said, "But I have to warn you in advance, if you lose this time, I will not show mercy."

"Did you see Zhongli down there?" His ears twitched and he glanced slightly to the side.

Father Ke looked in the direction and happened to meet Zhongli's gaze that had just appeared. He smiled and recalled a polite look. He said vaguely: "You don't want me to pay for him, do you?"

Zhongli, the guest official of the Wangsheng Hall, is quite famous in Liyue Harbor. After all, it is rare to find someone who never brings Mora with him when he goes out but can always find other people to help with checkups. This ability even overshadows his profound knowledge.

Perhaps for most people who have heard of him, the first advantage that comes to mind when they think of Zhongli is his ability to never starve to death.

"As far as I know, Wangsheng Hall reimburses Zhongli's teahouse bills at the end of every month. It's not even the end of the month yet, which means Zhongli has already accumulated 24 teahouse bills."

“It’s only the 16th!”

"Sometimes I have to come once in the morning and once in the evening." The attendant Yingzhai waved his hand indifferently, "Just tell me if you dare. If the small treasury is not enough, I don't mind helping a little, but you have to pay off the debt in other ways."

"My little treasury is much more substantial than you think... Do you think I don't have the right to manage the finances at home?"

Ke's father actually didn't lack money. His family had been in the real estate business for generations and was considered a well-known wealthy family in Liyue Harbor. What's more, his wife was not someone who liked to control the finances.

However, not being short of money doesn’t mean that you don’t lack money to spend on certain things…

There are always some things about a man's privacy that need to be paid for with an unknown slush fund, such as the ten jars of twenty-year-old fine wine that he buried under a tree the day before yesterday without telling his wife.

For example, now.

There was no way I could use Mora at home to engage in a quarrel with this fox pig. It was too embarrassing to be crushed by a young man for dozens of rounds of playing cards.

"And I will definitely win this time."

"How dare a defeated general talk about bravery?"

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"I lost!"

The samurai Yingzhai, who had been mocking him before the game started, admitted defeat decisively and swiftly. He grabbed the cards in his hand and was about to throw them onto the table, saying nonchalantly, "I will pay the previous bills and Zhongli's bills. Now that you've won the game, there's no reason for you to stay here, right?"

He smiled and said calmly: "Win the next game and leave. Win the next game and leave. I don't even need to understand your heart. The desire in your eyes tells me this all the time."

Grabbing the hand of the white-haired fox that was about to throw the card, Father Ke gritted his teeth and said angrily: "How could you lose? I still didn't win this time, so the promise I made silently in my heart before doesn't count at all... Besides, how could I leave in this situation?"

My dear daughter is standing in front of me, hugging you in a daze. If I leave now, it will be a shame for a man and a woman to be alone in the box!

"Ha~ I must be dreaming. How could Dad and Sakurasai give up the victory to each other?"

The father shouted: "You are not dreaming, wake up!"

"I was just dreaming. No matter how hard I think about it, the scene just now can't possibly happen in reality."

The delicate face rubbed against the fox ears, and Keqing held the ear tips and whispered softly like a close lover. "Isn't it good to be quiet like this in the dream? Although I also like the way you play around..."

"Really? I thought a girl like Qing who values ​​rules wouldn't like me being naughty. Don't you usually hate people who break the rules?"

Keqing said seriously, "I think it's not a good thing for the boy I like to be too calm."

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The father covered his heart.

The light breath felt extremely hot on his neck, and his whole body was enveloped by the aura of Keqing. He glanced at Keqing's father who seemed about to burst into tears, and the attendant Yingzhai chuckled and said:

"Ah Qing, this is against the rules. A boy's heart can easily stop beating because of the words of a girl he likes. It would be bad if he fainted from excitement."

For example, there was an old boy who liked Keqing and felt as if his heart had stopped beating. The lethality and scope of the words were beyond his expectations.

"It's okay, you're not that fragile. You are the most shameless creature in all of Teyvat, otherwise why would you still be by my side?" Keqing poked the face of the servant god Sakurasai, held it with her warm palm, and shook the braid behind her head.

"Besides, this is a dream. It doesn't matter if you are extremely excited... Today I want to break through myself. Just a hug won't satisfy me. You sit here and don't move."

bah—

The attendant god Yingsai smiled and pressed his forehead against Keqing without saying a word.

"what are you doing?"

"Ah Qing, do you think there is a possibility that this is not a dream? The people in this box are real. You should think twice. Even though I am looking forward to having fun with you, Ah Qing."

"No~"

Keqing turned her head and took a look, snorting, "I didn't expect that this dream was quite intelligent. Unfortunately, dreams are just dreams after all. Look! My father is no longer in that position."

"In this dream, I want him to exist and I can let him exist, you see!"

Snapped--

The old father struggled to get up from the ground.

"I don't agree with this marriage!"

"It seems that even in the dream, Dad, you were quite dissatisfied with Sakurasai, but now I have the final say."

Keqing, who didn't eat beef today, smiled and said, "I can control everything in my dream. I can do whatever I want here. Dad, Yingsai actually has some good points."

The old father still insisted: "But his shortcomings are more numerous and greater. Anyway, I will not agree."

"..."

"Strange, why didn't you agree? Never mind, maybe it was just a dream with some mistakes, this is very normal, not every dream can be controlled at will, some confused dreams can't be controlled."

Her pupils seemed to be a little dilated, and Keqing said in a daze:

"But there's nothing wrong with a more realistic dream. I can use this time to discuss work. Goodbye, and have fun."