Kamisato Satoru privately wondered whether he should find an opportunity to poach Diona as well, since she could mix all sorts of bizarre yet delicious drinks.
Once that little catgirl saw the people of Mondstadt flocking here to drink bubble tea, she’d probably come charging over to sabotage the place all on her own.
"About how much revenue did we make today?"
Kamisato Satoru casually asked as he found a comfortable position behind the counter and leaned back.
"Please give me a moment. I’ll check right away."
Noelle swiftly pulled out the ledger and carefully flipped through it before answering, "As of now, today’s revenue has already exceeded 150,000 Mora."
To be honest, even she found the number unbelievable.
This was only their first day of business.
Kamisato Satoru didn’t show much of a reaction. After all, Mondstadt’s population placed a natural limit on how large the business could grow.
The nations of Teyvat were less like countries and more like enormous mobile fortresses or highly centralized city-states.
Vast stretches of wilderness were occupied by Hilichurls and Ruin Guards, leaving much of the land undeveloped.
Besides, he hadn’t opened the shop to make money in the first place.
In the face of absolute strength and overwhelming power, there were plenty of ways to get as much money as one wanted.
"Once this last group of customers gets their drinks, Noelle, just close up and go home to rest."
Kamisato Satoru glanced at the dozen or so people still waiting outside and gave the instruction softly.
"All right, I understand!"
Noelle obediently answered, her hands moving even more briskly.
Kamisato Satoru turned around and leisurely left the counter, heading toward the residential area behind the shop.
"I’m back. Anyone home?"
The moment he stepped inside, Kamisato Satoru instinctively sniffed the air, his brows drawing together slightly.
"Why does it... smell so weird in here?"
After opening the door, he saw that every candle inside had been extinguished. Ayaka and the others clearly hadn’t returned yet.
Yet the familiar dry, acrid scent in the air only grew stronger.
"Klee!!!"
A realization struck Kamisato Satoru like a bolt of lightning.
Isn’t this the smell of pure black powder?!
He rushed upstairs to Klee’s room in just a few strides and threw open the door.
Sure enough, it was exactly as he’d expected.
Several perfectly round Jumpy Dumpties were neatly arranged across Klee’s adorable pink table.
But even the slightest bit of perception revealed that the energy fluctuations contained within these bombs were on an entirely different level from before.
"Daddy! You’re back! Come look at Klee’s improved Super Jumpy Dumpties!"
Klee excitedly jumped to her feet and proudly showed off her newest creations like precious treasures.
The bombs were only about the size of a fist, but in addition to their usual cream-yellow and fiery-red colors, they now flickered with dark-purple electricity representing Electro.
The corner of Kamisato Satoru’s mouth twitched.
It’s only been a few days since she got those Lightning Prisms, and she’s already broken down their energy and incorporated it into her bombs?
It seemed this child’s entire talent tree had gone completely crooked toward explosives.
And she’d maxed it out.
"These bombs really are impressive. But sweetheart, remember that you absolutely cannot detonate them inside Mondstadt, okay?"
Kamisato Satoru warned her with a serious expression.
He could withstand them himself, but Mondstadt’s buildings certainly couldn’t.
He had no desire to see Klee become the "Little Girl Who Sold Nuclear Bombs" and send the entire city’s population straight to Heaven.
These bombs weren’t quite that powerful yet, but an ordinary Knight of Favonius taking a direct hit would probably be sent off to meet the Anemo Archon.
"Mm-hmm! Klee is very obedient! Klee will only use them for fish blasting beside Cider Lake!"
If the fish in the lake could speak right now, they would probably all be screaming the same thing:
Stay away from us!
Kamisato Satoru silently observed three seconds of mourning for every freshwater fish in Mondstadt.
These Electro-enhanced bombs wouldn’t just have explosive force. They would probably also carry a large-area electrical stunning effect through the water.
Suddenly, he felt as though he’d discovered an excellent business opportunity.
Maybe he could switch careers and start selling crispy fried fish.
He could even save money on fishing boats.
"It’s getting late. Little Klee, put these dangerous toys away. It’s time to wash up and go to bed."
"Okay, Daddy!"
"Good night, Daddy! Sweet dreams!"
"Good night, my little sweetheart."
As the final lamp was extinguished, Mondstadt gradually sank into a peaceful night.
Only the drunks lingering in the taverns had just begun their malt-scented revelry.
...
"Brother, wake up! Please, wake up!"
Deep in sleep, Kamisato Satoru suddenly heard an urgent yet gentle female voice beside his ear.
He laboriously rubbed his sleepy eyes and grumbled irritably,
"Ayaka... the sun isn’t even properly up yet. What happened this time?"
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