Genshin Impact: Daily Love with a Wanderer

Miscellaneous 02

Don’t expect Sanbing to have any sympathy for girls. After Tartaglia left, he immediately came over and grabbed your wrist. It was probably bruised, but you didn’t dare to refute him. You could only whisper, “Lord Sanbing?”

Sanbing reacted and immediately let go of you as if he was disgusted: "I didn't expect that you and the young master were related?"

What kind of words are these? "You misunderstood, Master, you just feel sorry for me." You said without a smile.

"If that's the case, then why don't you go?" Sanbing snorted coldly, sat on the chair, and waited for your answer leisurely.

That’s terrible. How can you explain this? You must be regretting it now.

A storm was swirling in your mind. Looking at Sanbing's increasingly dangerous eyes, you quickly thought of a solution and said, "...Because I like Sanbing-sama."

"...?"

Completely finished.

"Like me?" Sanbing chewed on these words in a low voice, and raised the corners of his mouth again. The emotions in his eyes changed very quickly. The only unchanged thing was the gloomy disgust and the amusement at this excuse. He crossed his legs gracefully and glanced sideways.

Maybe he thinks you are too confident, or maybe he has never been confessed to before, Sanbing looks at you with changing eyes for a long time. You really want to say that he looks at you very cute with his delicate porcelain doll face, but his expression is not that cute, not to mention that you will die if you really say it...

You lowered your head and dared not say a word, just waiting for the soldier to speak again.

"Come to my room at six tomorrow morning," said the soldier. "Don't you like me? Then prove it."

“Ah? Ah??”

How can he believe this reason when even you don't believe it... Before you know it, you have a bitter face, thinking about how to make your words perfect, and he has already told you to get out with a dark face.

I don't know which bottom line he has touched again, but in short, you can't wait to get out.

"Before you speak next time, if you don't satisfy me--" The moment you pushed the door open, you heard the slow and leisurely sound of the soldiers.

"Then I'll throw you to the fishes."

Thank you, this is a gentle way to die.

The other recruits of the Fatui all sympathize with you. Both physically and psychologically, it is not a good thing for a little girl to go into a boy's room, especially when the boy is a senior soldier.

"Take care." The new recruit who joined you patted your shoulder and said solemnly, "Maybe the soldier will give you a gentle death because you are a girl." "...Thank you for your comfort."

Looking at the quiet door, you hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to knock on the door - what if the soldier is sleeping there? What if the soldier is doing something else and you happen to disturb him...

"What are you lingering at the door for? Come on in."

Suddenly, an impatient voice of a soldier was heard from inside the door.

The other people around you quickly retreated in a vacuum state, leaving you alone standing at the door. You immediately responded loudly, and then you turned to look at your colleagues, and found that they were all cheering you on without exception.

So you had no choice but to go in under everyone's gaze.

The executive officers' eyes were too sharp, so you didn't dare to look around casually, but generally speaking, Sanbing's room was clean and tidy, as old-fashioned and serious as he was. There was only a little bit of intoxicating sunlight outside the window, falling on the bookshelf next to him.

The soldier was sitting on a chair, flipping through a book.

"Master Sanbing." You bowed your head and greeted him respectfully, then stood up straight, trying to make yourself look serious and reliable. "You came to see me so early, is there something you want?"

The sound of turning a page of a book was extremely obvious in the space. Sanbing did not respond, but instead made you feel relaxed.

It seemed like he was in a good mood, otherwise he would have thrown you out as soon as you opened your mouth.

So you keep your head down and wait for him to speak. Sure enough, when you turn the last page, Sanbing looks up at you, his voice is light and casual, and the ending tone is evocative: "You are quite smart." "Thank you for the compliment."

So does this mean that he is in a good mood? You were just considering whether to speak, but Sanbing had already put down the book, walked slowly to your side, and held out his hand for you to look up at him.

You saw your own reflection in his eyes.

"...Scrappy, sir?" you asked blankly.

"I'll give you a task."

He let you go as he spoke, pulling out a thin piece of paper from a pile of documents on the table. Through the sunlight, you could clearly see the word "Mond" written on it.

"When in Mondstadt, the lady stole the heart of the wind god Barbatos."

Sanbing said slowly and leisurely, "But that guy 'Clown' thinks that the biggest threat to Mondstadt is not him, but..." "The traveler who defeated the Wind Dragon?" Seeing that he deliberately prolonged the last word, you quickly followed up, "Lord Sanbing, do you want me to spy on the intelligence?"

"?" The soldier frowned, "Are you that capable?"

Okay, you've heard this disdainful tone many times.

The soldier raised your chin, the redness in the corners of his eyes becoming more vivid: "Go and find out the next whereabouts of the traveler. You should be able to do it, right?"

“…Yes, yes, yes.” Your heart tightened and you quickly responded.

"Okay, then go and complete your mission."

Sanbing chuckled deliberately and pinched your chin, the distance between the two of you was as intimate as that of lovers.

——Ling, I don’t know