To the eternal you

"Traveler, one person's will sometimes seems insignificant to a country. On the road of the general trend, there is no such thing as personal fairness."

Feeling the cold wind blowing on her face, Ying's fiery head gradually calmed down, and her condensed words emerged clearly again.

"This is not something that I, or you, or prayer can decide. Although I can understand no matter what choice you make, the responsibility itself is the responsibility of the individual that is extended by the society. It comes from commitments to others, or professional requirements, or ethics, or laws and regulations.”

"But it treats everyone the same, without exception."

"I have also heard a little about the birth of Qi, so I am so sure—"

The woman looked at her Qi with such hot eyes.

"The choice she will make is already doomed."

"This is the responsibility given to her by the emperor, and it is also a responsibility she will automatically take on, because she is Qi, born from the beautiful wishes of Liyue people."

"It is precisely because of this that it is her self-acknowledged responsibility to do her best to bring others into a beautiful vision, just like the god of contract attaches great importance to contracts."

At the end of the words, Ningguang stretched out her hand, and a dazzling Mora flower appeared on the slender and white catkin.

"You see, when the special is no longer special, when the limited faces the infinite, the limit of being a human being is close at hand."

"The more you face the miracles created by the gods in the past, the more you will feel a sense of powerless defeat as a human being. It seems that everything is telling that human beings should restrain their wings obediently and put them under the protection of the gods."

"But I'm different. From the age when I was learning to do business, I began to accumulate funds for the construction of Qunyu Pavilion. After becoming Tianquan, I even invited top craftsmen to continuously expand..."

"At first, it was only the size of a room, but now it can cover the real silver moon above Liyue."

"I believe that one day... its shadow will cast its shadow over the Seven Kingdoms."

She showed a proud look that seemed to invite and to throw a challenge.

"In the same way, I also believe that one day I will be able to free Qi from that endless responsibility by myself, and I will be the one who will give her a new "responsibility". "

"Traveler, think carefully—only by becoming a chess player can you escape the limitations of the chess piece itself."

"Thus opening up a road that is as dazzling as gold."

"You are not ready yet, but the war has already begun. Can you...can you keep the treasure?"

Ying took a deep breath, shook her face lightly, patted again, and looked back.

Qizheng was hugging the stuffed Paimon, his cute little face was full of worry.

"Pray... well, about the dinner party..."

For some reason, when talking about this topic, Ying subconsciously chose soft words that would not hurt the other party as much as possible.

"Huh? What's the matter, Sister Ying? I'm listening!"

The little girl showed her the same gentle smile as always.

"What do you think of what Miss Tianquan Ningguang said...?"

She could feel that she had just cunningly changed her rhetoric, hoping to hear from Qi that she still believed in her words.

It's really despicable... The self who made such a choice relying on this seemingly natural goodwill.

"Well... Although Miss Ningguang's words are very complicated, I think that as long as we all do our best together, it will be fine!"

Her tone was very soft, like a dandelion in the breeze.

"No matter how much we think about the future now, we will always encounter unexpected situations of one kind or another. Will we give up because of this at that time? Absolutely not."

"So, my idea is very simple. If you can't do it alone, you should work with your partner. When you have the idea to solve the difficulty, we have already succeeded in half. In the end, as long as you are with sister Ying, even if you fail I will have no regrets."

On the edge of the pier, the silver moon was shining, and the girl's soft golden hair was blown by the sea breeze, falling on her shoulders from time to time.

She stared at Qi, her expression at this moment was extremely gentle, not as cute as before, but with a sense of maturity, and the movement of gently lifting the hair around her ears was so moving.

"Of course, if it really fails, I hope sister Ying can lend me a little shoulder, after all, Qi is a crying bag~"

Qi blinked playfully, and gave himself that heavy trust.

"...Um."

Perhaps no matter who it is, she can't say anything other than agreeing to this kind of her.

Ying showed a helpless and satisfied smile.

"Sorry, let Qi see my immature side, there will be no next time—"

"No, I like Sister Ying no matter what she looks like, and if she can be relied on, doesn't it mean that the distance between us is closer."

Qi took another step towards her and said softly.

"Besides, Sister Ying also has her own thinking. After coming to Liyue, I also saw that many people's wishes go against what they are doing."

"...Well, please. Can you tell me, what is the wish in my heart that you saw?"

Ying subconsciously clenched her fists and said in a low voice.

However, the girl didn't mind, she just waved at her lightly, motioning her to bend down.

Cooperating with Qi Keai's movements, Ying slowly leaned down, facing the girl's cheeks, watching that pair of night-like eyes and crimson cherry-like lips getting closer.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the slowness of her movements, the girl stood on tiptoe, kissed her cheek lightly, and then ran away with a triumphant smile, her own shadow stretched slender under the clear moonlight.

"...Being kissed actively, she has me in her heart."

Ying touched the cheek that was kissed a little awkwardly, her heartbeat gradually accelerated, and she took another step.

"Pray—! Wait for me!"

——Girls playing—

Northland Bank, Ms. Office.

Unlike other Fools who wield the power of the Evil Eye, the Lady's Evil Eye is an artifact that restrains the all-consuming fire.

Compared with the weapons used for fighting, it is more appropriate to say that they are criminal detention tools.

Firmly seal the embers accumulated in the long years in the body, instead of burning yourself up.

Its external manifestation is the exaggerated iron maiden mask, with the black and red cloak of the fools, and the black and white evening dress and long skirt inside. Arrogant to things.

At this time, she was holding a confidential letter with bloody edges in her hand, and it took the lives of several debt collectors to deliver this information.

She coldly scanned the text on it, as well as the too brief information.

As if seeing something ridiculous, she mockingly sneered and threw it away like trash.

Then he was picked up by the son and patted lightly, as if he wanted to pat off the dirty things that he could only see.

"I said, after all, this is important information that my subordinates risked their lives for. Isn't it good for you to do so?"

"Heh. It's just some incompetent people who need to spend their lives even to deliver information, and their own strength is not enough."

The lady glanced at the young man in disgust, then turned her face slightly, and supported her cheeks with her hands.

"It is their responsibility to work for the executive as a tool, and damage during use is a proof of its poor quality. No matter how sympathetic you are, as a colleague, I hope you can live up to it."

"Don't let someone smash even the evil eye next time, and run away home with tail between legs in desperation."

Dadalia's smile remained unchanged, but he leaned against the door frame and scanned the information above.

"Then, as a colleague, I will also remind you."

"It's not a good thing to be too eye-catching, especially when your opponent is not the incompetent you say."