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

When Nanke woke up again, the smell of incense still lingered, mixed with the bitter taste of herbs.

Subconsciously, I wanted to touch the heart of God, but as soon as I raised my arm, I felt a series of stabbing pains in my chest and back.

Nanke took a breath and broke into a cold sweat instantly.

"Nan Ke?"

The cold fingers were held by warm hands. Nanke looked over and saw Kamisato Ayaka kneeling beside the bed.

"Great, you finally woke up," Kamisato Ayaka almost cried with joy, "Does the wound hurt? Do you want to drink water and eat something? I'll call the doctor right away, you..."

"Linghua, is this your room?" Nanke had a bad intuition and grabbed Kamisato Linghua who stood up to leave, "Why am I here?"

Kamisato Ayaka had no choice but to sit down again and help her up: "Yes..."

"You suddenly appeared in Ayaka's dormitory," Kamisato Ayato walked in with the female doctor, glanced at his stunned sister, then put on a smile and continued, "How do you feel? Your brother Kunibeng and the Arataki faction A few of them are waiting outside, do you want to call them in now?"

The country collapsed.

Nanke opened his mouth and looked at the closed doors and windows. His throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton and he was unable to make a sound.

Still, the skirmishers found out.

Nanke shook his head hesitantly: "Where are the things I brought back?"

The doctor was about to examine Nanke. Ayato Kamisato avoided the screen on one side. Hearing this, he stretched out a slender and well-proportioned hand and shook a small box: "Miss Nanke should be more considerate of my character." trust."

Kamisato Ayaka helped get it, and Nanke opened a crack in the box and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the shining heart of God inside.

"I have already apologized to your brother for sending Miss Nanke to run errands for me," Kamisato Ayato added. "It is also my fault that such an accident occurred. If you need anything, just ask. that is."

Nanke was startled for a moment, then realized that he was covering her and Yae Shenzi's actions.

Obviously they don't even know what they are doing.

He is worthy of being in charge of a large undertaking.

Nanke held on to the corners of his sleeves to endure the pain and whispered thank you.

Kamisato Ayato chuckled: "You're welcome."

The injury has stabilized, and there are no unnecessary complications. After the doctor's examination, Kamisato Ayato and Kamisato Ayaka left together.

The first one to rush in was a furious Yidou: "Nan Ke! Why don't you call me when you do something important? The boat of friendship can capsize at any time!"

"What the boss means," Jiuqi Shinobu followed, "is that he has rough skin and thick flesh. He can help withstand harm in times of danger."

"I've made you worry, Yidou, A-Nin." Nanke said, looking behind them.

The skirmisher walked at the back, his waiter's uniform changed back to his usual black clothes, and when he met Nanke's eyes, there was not much emotion on his face, and he pursed his lips and turned away.

He was angry.

Nanke's hands were hidden under the thin quilt, holding the box containing the Heart of God, squeezing it slightly.

Yidou sat cross-legged on the edge, using his hands and feet to describe the terrifying scene where Nanke was covered in blood.

The first person to notice that Nanke was missing was Kuki Shinobu.

Occasionally, Kuki Shinobi would make a surprise inspection in the middle of the night to check on the sleeping situation of the Arataki faction. He found that Nanke was not in the bunk, and he didn't think much about it, because the skirmishers next door were not there either, and they were probably out for a walk.

Until he got up early to exercise, Kuqi Ren found a straggler on the roof who had been basking in the moonlight all night.

Nanke was bumped into when they were on their way to find Butler Gutian.

"It was Mr. Ayato who took me to the hospital at that time?" Nanke asked.

"Yes, I didn't expect Ayato-san to have such delicate hands and feet, and he is quite energetic," Ichito sighed, suddenly looking thoughtful, "Huh? Isn't Ayato-san a cashier? How could he be together with Princess Bailu? "

Kuki was silent.

"Could it be...!" Ichito stood up and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Brother Ayato wants to develop in the Kamisato family for a long time?!"

"The head of the Kamisato family caused Nanke to be injured. He is not a good person. I have to stop Brother Ayato!"

One Dou and one smoke rushed out.

"I'm sorry, the boss is embarrassed again," Jiu Qi Ren looked at Nanke with a look of reluctance to face him, "I'll catch him, Miss Nanke, take care of yourself."

"Ah."

Nanke watched Jiuqi Ren leave, grabbed the box, took a deep breath, and when he looked at the stragglers, he tried his best to smile: "The country collapsed."

"When did you agree to help Ayato Kamisato?" the soldier asked.

Nanke fell silent.

"Aren't you going to refuse as long as he proposes it?"

Nanke's face was bloodless, like a piece of white paper with a hole punctured by sharp words. He sat there helplessly, looking at him.

The skirmishers also stared at her steadily, their clear eyes without any haze from beginning to end, and they could see through her at a glance.

Just yesterday, when the sun was setting.

He failed to give her a gift.

I worried about this all night.

But as soon as the sun set, he turned aside and looked like he was about to die for others.

Has she forgotten——?

Three months, three years, three hundred years.

His mood when he saw her dying breath and being held by others...

"The collapse of the country," Nanke pursed his lips again and again, pushed away the thin quilt piled on his legs, revealing the box containing the heart of God, "It has nothing to do with Kamisato Ayato, I just want to give you a gift .”

The skirmishers stood too far away for her to reach.

She extended her hand to him, but he didn't come close.

After a long moment of silence, Nanke lowered his hand and muttered: "...I'm sorry."

"Do you know what you are apologizing for?" The soldier's voice became even colder.

do not know.

but.

The heart of God is what he longs for. Even if he had it to do over again, knowing that it would turn out like this, Nanke would still choose to fight for it.

Because there are so few things she can do for skirmishers.

If even his wish cannot be realized.

Why should she stand beside him?

Nanke stared at the box under his eyes, suddenly waking up from a dream.

Is it because he doesn't like what comes in a box?

As long as they see the heart of God with their own eyes, the skirmishers will definitely understand...

The lid was lifted halfway and was suddenly pushed down with greater force, sending it flying to the side.

Nanke watched the box hit the far wall and fall into the furniture with a clang. He anxiously wanted to leave the bed to pick it up, but the big movement pulled the wound and made his whole body convulse in pain.

Before she fell, a pair of arms caught her.

"You don't need that kind of thing." The skirmisher hugged Nanke's shoulders tightly.

"But that's..."

"I don't need it!" The skirmisher interrupted Nanke's words with an emphasis, almost word for word, "No matter what it is, I don't need it."

He said it so firmly that there was no room for change.

Nanke panicked for a moment.

how can that be possible? That heart is obviously the purpose of his existence and the most important thing to him...

"You come back with me."

Nanke looked at the direction where the box fell, his eyes sore when he heard this, and he bit his lip.