Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

I think I need to emphasize the basic setting of this plot once again.

This is a story woven by Chang Ming, not the whole process of Chang Ming and Funina's relationship in the true sense!

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After thinking for a while, Chang Ming lowered his head slightly and focused his attention on the books scattered on the ground in front of him.

He reached out his hand and gently touched the covers of the books, silently memorizing the titles of the books in his heart. Then he slowly stood up and sang softly:

[God's responsibility? God's patience? How many unknowns are there behind this? ]

[Is the prophecy a rumor or is it true? Perhaps all this needs to be re-determined...]

[As her subjects and subordinates, I should share her worries and consider her.]

[There must be something hidden behind this]

[My noble God, why do you keep silent? Why do you choose to pretend? ]

[What does all this mean? Are there times when gods are powerless against things in the realm of gods? ]

As Chang Ming's natural and gentle voice echoed in the opera house, it seemed to express his concerns about his own god.

Snapped--

After Chang Ming uttered the last character, the spotlight instantly moved from him to the other side of the stage, that is, to Funina.

Chang Ming remained motionless at this moment, as if indicating that these were two things happening at the same time.

At this moment, Funina was sitting on her bed, with her head down, looking at the cake on the bedside table, lost in thought.

However...this kind of contemplation did not last long, and was replaced by a look of tiredness.

"There shouldn't be anything to worry about next, right? I shouldn't need to continue showing up in front of the public, right?"

Funina said uncertainly.

She seemed to be remembering that time in the past...how helpless she was.

She is not the Water God. Every day of playing the role of the Water God makes her exhausted and she doesn't even have a moment to breathe.

But she thought it was all normal at the time. After all, those voices questioning her completely disappeared as time passed.

Thinking of this, she let out a long breath and sighed softly:

"Really... I can't relax for even a moment..."

"But the good news is that things are slowly getting on the right track now, and we no longer hear any doubtful voices."

"Perhaps after a while, I will be able to adapt to this "role" and become a "god" that can make all people feel completely at ease."

"If this continues... everyone will be saved."

As Furninna spoke, she fixed her eyes on the cake not far from her and nodded slightly.

"Don't think too much. We will have to continue living like this tomorrow. After eating the cake...just go to bed early."

"but..."

Just as Furninna was scooping a piece of cake with the silver spoon, she suddenly stopped, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Did he notice something? Or did he already know something?"

"But no matter what, it's fine as long as I deny it, right? After all, I am his god."

"Whether it's Chang Ming or other people, they can't come and question me directly."

"After all, I am their god..."

The moment Funina said this, the spotlight shifted back to Chang Ming.

But now he is not in the center of the stage, but on the right side of the stage.

That was Chang Ming's office, and it was also the place where he gradually became the respected regent Chang Ming.

At this moment, he was looking through the books that Furninha had read before, trying to find some clues from them.

"To find records of the "prophecy" and data on the rise in sea levels in Fontaine..."

"No, these are not enough. I also need some essays to talk about. Otherwise, there is no way to study many things..."

Chang Ming flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

"My God, why do you keep silent? Why do you choose to bear all this alone?"

"Isn't it the duty of the regent to share your worries? But why... do you have to sit alone on the throne?"

Snapped--

At this moment, all the lights on the stage lit up, but at this time...all the lights were focused on Funina.

Accompanied by a relatively slow but somewhat heavy music, Funina performed her day step by step.

"Lady Funina, this is the trial report of the new case and the subsequent handling results..."

"Okay, I've seen it, there's no need to repeat what I saw on the scene! Hand the trial report to Villette, and leave the subsequent handling results to Chang Ming!"

"Lady Funina! I can finally meet you like this. I have waited for this opportunity for too long..."

"Well~ My loyal people, this moment of happiness belongs to you and me!"

"Ms. Funina, we detected obvious hydrological anomalies near Baisong Town..."

"I know, keep observing, and remember to tell me if there are any trends from the Academy of Sciences."

"Huh... I don't think there's anything disturbing going on today, right? Funina, Funina, you must show the most reassuring side of yourself to the people..."

"But..."

Finina lowered her head slightly and murmured in a low voice:

"I don't know when this will end... This is not me at all..."

"That secret can only be kept in my heart, and not revealed in the slightest."

"How long will this life last?"

After saying this, Funina shook her head gently and murmured in a low voice:

"I feel very tired today, so I should rest early..."

As Funina sat on the bed again, the spotlight once again fell on Chang Ming.

"Master Chang Ming, this is the follow-up result of today's case. Please take a look!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Also, please give this to the Shadow Chaser and the Auditor for me. Tell them that... there will be foreign envoys coming in a few days, so please strengthen the security of the streets."

"Master Chang Ming, this is the handling report of Mo Mang Palace today, please take a look..."

"Ah, just leave it here. I'll deal with it later. Then...please help me post this "Monthly Work Report of Mo Mang Palace" on the bulletin board at the door."

"Master Chang Ming, I have already put the flour, butter and other ingredients you requested in the kitchen."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Master Chang Ming, here are the recent hydrological observation data you requested. Also, here are the books you requested. I've put them here for you."

"Well, please."

Chang Ming gently flipped through the documents in his hand, looking at the lines of abnormal data marked in red in front of him, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"It seems that... the existence of prophecy is not some weird theory that comes from folk culture, but a real thing..."

He nodded slightly, then put the information aside and turned his attention back to the book in front of him.

"I'll study these books while I deal with those things. I hope that after studying these things... I can get some information."

"I hope I can help you as soon as possible, my respected God."

After that, Chang Ming began to study these books and materials wholeheartedly, wanting to provide help to Funina as soon as possible.

At this moment, all the lights on the stage went out, replaced by a vicissitudes and indifferent voice.

[From this moment on, the nerves of the Water God and the Regent will always be on edge.]

[They not only have to deal with Fontaine's daily affairs, but also have to rack their brains to find ways to deal with matters related to the prophecy]

[This kind of life...lasted for more than two hundred years]

[Under the governance of the regent, Fontaine prospered, and the existence of the prophecy was almost forgotten by the people of Fontaine]

[But they have not forgotten, instead they are working harder to deal with it all, because they know that some things will eventually come, it’s just a matter of time]

As this vicissitudes and indifferent voice gradually faded away, the lights on the stage lit up again.

The two huge spotlights were also focused on Funina at this moment.

At this moment, she was sitting in the reception room, quietly listening to Poirot, who was wearing old makeup, speaking the key lines.

"Lady Finina! It feels like a dream to be able to talk to you so closely..."

"I heard that the first person in our family who had the honor of being received by you was Mr. Salles, almost twenty generations ago."

"Hahaha... yes, what an excellent family. Meeting a devout believer like you, or the descendant of a devout believer, is really the most pleasing thing for me."

Funina's voice and intonation have changed significantly compared to when the performance just started.

Her tone became more natural, and her voice became more...arrogant. The original sense of incongruity had disappeared without a trace under the passage of time.

Although this can be seen as a kind of growth, growth comes at a price.

The price that Funina paid for "growth" was...

"You are too kind, Lady Funina."

"Uh... Lady Funina?"

"Hmm? What's the matter, my loyal subjects?"

"Are you...are you crying?"

The right to grieve and the right to cry.

Of course, there is also the real "self".

Hearing the words of the subject in front of her, Finina hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes. A sense of wetness came through her thin silk gloves, which made her a little flustered for a moment.

But after so many years, she is no longer the "Funina" who used to show a little timidity from time to time.

Instead, he was the "Water Demon Fukaros" who had learned how to handle all of this flexibly and to preserve his image in front of his subjects.

"Ah...huh? Hahaha what happened, I didn't even notice."

Furninna smiled in a nonchalant manner, but only those who were with her day and night could see the reluctance in her smile.

She did not try to hide the tears in her eyes, letting them flow down her face, and then pretended to be distressed and said:

"Ah, I guess it's because my body is too full of water elements. There's really nothing I can do about it. After all, I'm the god in charge of water elements, hahaha..."

"No wonder, no wonder...it turns out to be the manifestation of your power, Lord God. I am so honored to see this scene~"

......

After the endless talks, Funina sat on her bed with tears in her eyes, and whispered in a sobbing voice:

"It's so long...so lonely...how much longer..."