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

His character can be described as bad.

Skirmishers know this all too well.

He takes pleasure in ruining the atmosphere, pours cold water on others when they are happy, and is not interested in anything - except Nanke's troubled expression for him.

"Even if I kill her, she won't complain at all."

of course not.

Because of this, they are able to get along so far.

Because of this, he fell in love with this person.

In the cherry blossom season, fine pink petals are flying everywhere. The stragglers sit on the highest roof of Narukami Grand Shrine, looking at the foot of the distant mountain. Nanko walks out of Kamisato Yashiki alone and steps on the path into Kagemukai Mountain.

After calming down, of course he realized that he was out of control.

But it is impossible to apologize.

It was obvious that she was injured without permission first.

Still so close to Kamisato Ayato.

"Let me tell you," Yae Shenzi finished busy with what he was doing and walked out of the shrine below, "You have been sitting here for a day and a night. Do you plan to settle down?"

The skirmisher spared her some of his peripheral vision and said, "Shut up."

That was a look of displeasure that could strike her like a thunderbolt at any time.

Yae Shenzi raised his hair reflexively, raised his hand to stroke it, frowned and looked behind him: "Humph, traveler, let's go."

Behind Yae Shenzi were Ying and Paimon.

After talking to Kujo Sora yesterday, they went to the wild for special training against the lightning generals, so they also missed the scene of the collapse between the skirmishers and Nanke.

Although it was late, Yingying took advantage of the situation and glanced at the young man on the eaves. He pretended to stretch out with the mentality of someone who had been there before: "Oh, it's better to be my boyfriend. If I'm not happy, he will immediately show up to comfort me."

"Traveler!" Paimon's little face wrinkled, "We are separated by an ocean, why do you still show affection?"

"Hehe~" Ying jumped slightly and hugged Paimon, "I want it!"

"Whoa! Let me go!"

Noisy.

The skirmishers held their faces with one hand and knitted their brows as they listened to them leaving quickly on Lei Ji, staring at Nanke down the mountain.

He would never apologize first.

Unless she comes to him to reconcile.

Far away, Nanke walked along the path up the mountain for a while and stopped at a fork in the road.

A group of black civet cats rushed to her feet. Nanke squatted down to say hello to them, and patted the little guy in his arms.

It was a little ninja wearing a tanuki hood, who seemed to be the secret guard next to Kamisato Ayato. He was woken up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, and pointed to another branch of the road ahead that was not the path up the mountain.

So, Nanke turned a corner with the civet cats at his feet.

"Tsk." The skirmisher suddenly stood up.

Shadow faces the mountain, the dungeon.

After passing a small wooden bridge erected between the fingers of the cliff, Nanke remembered the hidden uninhabited grave below.

It turned out to be the dungeon.

After pushing aside the bushes and vines that covered the entrance to the dungeon, under the grated cell door, a gray-faced man was sleeping on the ground with a pillow in one hand.

Hearing the movement, he immediately opened his eyes and looked up.

The expression is not very friendly.

"Haoyou," Nanke lowered his head and asked the little ninja who was fighting with his upper and lower eyelids in his arms, "Can I go down and talk to him?"

"Huh?" Zaoyu was confused, "He might attack you..."

"It's ok."

Zaoyou took out a key and handed it to her: "Haoyou is waiting outside. If you fall asleep, please wake me up."

Nanke climbed down the not-so-strong wooden ladder. When she landed, several demon raccoons who followed her down turned into human forms and helped her very attentively.

Nanke raised his head to say thank you, but was suddenly stunned when he saw several faces of stragglers with civet cat ears.

The spy next to him was shocked when he saw this and hid in the corner: "Are you a human or a monster?!"

"My name is Nanke." Nanke retracted his gaze, turned around and saluted him, "I wonder if you still remember that I am the owner of the restaurant where you had the yogurt stew."

The spy's eyes suddenly widened: "Damn! Don't mention yogurt stew to me again!"

"It must be difficult to eat well these days in prison. I brought some food here specially," Nanke smiled, took off the small package he brought with him and spread it on the ground, "Let's talk while we eat."

Light wine, meals, desserts.

The spy stared at the food boxes that were opened one after another in Nanke's hands and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

As a foodie, the food during this period really made him worse than death.

But this woman's attitude is completely different from those vicious Inazuma ninjas. Could it be that the food is poisonous?

"If you want to make a person disappear silently, there are many more convenient ways than poisoning." Nanke poured the wine and handed it to him, "Please use it."

The spy hesitantly sat across from him, took the cup and sniffed it suspiciously.

After all, I was very hungry. After confirming that the food was really okay, I immediately started to eat it.

Nanke waited until he was eighty percent full before saying, "What is your name?"

"Hmph, I can't say a word!" The spy wiped the oil from his mouth and straightened his back to speak righteously.

"It's just for the convenience of calling it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." Nan Ke looked at him gently, "A few days ago, the fools assassinated the high-ranking officials of the society. Have you heard about it?"

The spy's eyes changed slightly, and he didn't answer out of defensiveness.

"If the assassination was successful, you who were secretly detained here would probably be executed in anger. Fortunately, we were not able to sit here and talk like this."

"However, I was fortunate enough to witness the assassination with my own eyes that day. The biggest reason for the failure should be that the lady left the scene in a hurry before the assassin set off the explosives, which aroused suspicion around her."

"Don't you feel unwilling to be sent on such a dangerous mission, to suffer such hardship, and to have your life controlled by the adults above who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

The spy pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, but the expression on his face was visibly gloomy.

The fools who will be sent to carry out the tracking mission are definitely not important people. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are chess pieces that can be discarded at any time.

But the fact that the lady is anxious about this means that there must be valuable information on this person.

In three days, Nanke was in no rush.

After chatting until there was nothing to talk about, Nanke drank with him for a while. Nanke looked up at the sky outside: "It's getting late. I'll be back at this time tomorrow. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll give it a try. And bring it.”

The spy looked up at her, hesitated for a long time, and muttered: "...yogurt stew."

"Well..." Nanke was startled, "Sorry, actually, my chef is my brother. We are having trouble these days, so I guess we can't do this."

"You also have a younger brother?" the spy was surprised.

"He's the only family I have in this world."

Nanke's expression looked slightly melancholy when he said this. The spy opened his mouth, resisted answering, and opened his eyes sideways: "Oh."

"Well, see you tomorrow." Nanke packed up the things on the ground, saluted as when he came, turned around and climbed up the ladder.

The spy watched her momentarily.

His back was exposed to him as a soldier, and he was defenseless, and his climbing movements could not be called dexterous.

This guy is really just a regular guy.

Even if he kidnapped her now, it wouldn't be of much use.

A hand reached down from above, took Nanke's hand, and was about to take him away from here.

"My name is Victor."

Hearing the sudden voice of the man behind him, Nanke stopped, turned around and smiled: "Goodbye, Mr. Victor."

Those who pulled Nanke up were also skirmishers.

Without raising his head, Nanke squatted at the exit of the dungeon and took out the demon raccoons one by one. He made sure the door was locked, rearranged the cover, and went to find Zaoyou.

Zaoyou hung on a small tree and slept drooling.

"Haayu? We can go back."

"So fast, I haven't slept enough..." Zaoyou rubbed his eyes, and when he saw someone behind Nanke, he rubbed them again, "Eh...?"

Nanke also looked.

The purple-haired boy, who looked exactly like the stragglers, stood with his hands hanging down, his high-pitched eyes looking toward the raccoons on the ground, his expression unclear.

For some reason, only this demon raccoon did not change back to its original form.

"He's a monster," Nanke didn't pay much attention and turned around, "Let's go."

The demon raccoons escorted Nanke to the last section of the mountain road.

The current lineup is one skirmisher, two Zaoyu, two Nanke, and three in tanuki form.

Nanke walked along their fur, held Zaoyou up and was about to leave, when his other hand was suddenly grabbed.

Nanke turned around and saw the skirmisher.

The beautiful deep purple eyes reflected the twilight on the horizon, colorful and as gentle as jade.

It was a pair of eyes that could speak, as if telling her not to leave.

"I have to go back," Nanke smiled and withdrew his hand and touched his hair, "Don't cause trouble to passers-by."