Click.
With the crisp sound of the door opening, a little white-haired head and a little blond-haired head simultaneously poked into the room.
Floating above them was the famous emergency food, Paimon.
The uninvited guests were none other than Kamisato Ayaka and the others.
"Um... we’re terribly sorry for disturbing you. Please, carry on."
Under the murderous gazes of the two people inside the room, Kamisato Ayaka felt her scalp go numb and awkwardly hurried to close the door again.
The room instantly fell into deathly silence.
Kamisato Satoru and Eula simply stared at each other.
"Pfft!"
A few seconds later, both of them burst out laughing at the same time.
"Satoru, I’ll remember this grudge for today’s humiliation."
Eula bit her lip in a deliberate attempt to remain composed and uttered her classic line.
"Then please make sure you remember it forever. I’ll be sitting right here, waiting for the day you come to take your ’revenge’ on me."
Only the two of them understood the suggestive meaning hidden within those words.
After quickly getting dressed, Eula lowered her head and practically fled from the bedroom.
"Brother, does this mean I should start calling Eula my sister-in-law from today onward?"
Kamisato Ayaka approached with a bright smile, her beautiful eyes brimming with anticipation.
Trashy Lumine and Paimon were equally curious, practically craning their necks as they waited for some juicy gossip.
"Something like that... why don’t you guess?"
Kamisato Satoru leisurely took a sip of the boiled water he’d left to cool, his tone completely relaxed.
He neither confirmed nor denied the sensitive question.
Internally, however, he encouraged himself.
Just a little more effort and I’ll probably have this in the bag.
"Annoying riddlers should hurry up and get out of Teyvat!"
Paimon angrily planted her hands on her hips and bared her teeth at Kamisato Satoru.
Kamisato Satoru laughed heartily, casually extended one finger, and lightly flicked Paimon, sending her flying far across the room.
"Oh, right. Have you returned the Holy Lyre der Himmel yet?"
The classic "heart-to-heart performance" from the original storyline suddenly flashed through Kamisato Satoru’s mind.
There was no way he could miss such a historic spectacle.
"Not yet. The lyre is still with that bard Venti who never does any proper work."
"And it’s pretty badly damaged. We still haven’t managed to repair it."
Lumine shrugged helplessly.
"If we keep putting off returning it, I have a feeling Ms. Barbara might eventually come after us with a weapon."
Everyone imagined the normally gentle and sweet deaconess suddenly transforming into a battle maniac and couldn’t help shuddering.
They immediately lost interest in continuing their gossip and hurried out to find Venti.
"Hahahaha..."
"I’ve got plenty of film for my Kamera. This is the perfect opportunity to preserve such a beautiful moment for posterity."
Kamisato Satoru fiddled with the device in his hands as he leisurely strolled toward Favonius Cathedral.
Since they were all heading to the same destination anyway, he couldn’t be bothered to deliberately meet up with Venti.
If he didn’t maintain a little mystery, he might not be able to capture the perfect close-up.
After personally watching Venti lead the others into the cathedral, Kamisato Satoru nimbly climbed to the very top of Favonius Cathedral and sat down.
His azure eyes constantly monitored every tiny corner below.
"You’re hiding pretty well, but in front of these eyes, you might as well be running around naked."
The corner of Kamisato Satoru’s mouth curled upward.
He had no intention of exposing the hidden Fatui operatives on the spot.
With Venti’s perception, Satoru was certain he’d already noticed that something was wrong.
Since the person at the center of it all wasn’t planning to resist, there was no reason for Satoru to stick his nose into the matter.
Even if the Anemo Archon was no longer at the peak of his strength, there was no way a mere handful of Fatui Harbingers could casually push him around.
"Ha!"
Venti was the first to step through the main entrance of Favonius Cathedral.
Suddenly, two ghostly black figures burst from the shadows cast by the paving stones behind him.
They were two Fatui Agents wielding razor-sharp sacrificial knives, poised to strike Venti from behind.
Whoosh!
Lumine reacted instantly and unleashed an Anemo skill.
A violent gust of wind erupted, knocking both attackers off their feet.
Immediately afterward, the two assassins slipped back into the shadows and vanished without a trace.
Lumine and Kamisato Ayaka hurried forward to search for them.
Watching from the rooftop, Kamisato Satoru shook his head.
His little sister’s personality really had changed quite a lot.
Especially as he watched her relationship with Trashy Lumine grow closer and closer, he couldn’t shake the subtle feeling that yuri might truly be in bloom.
Whenever he imagined these two outstanding young women genuinely ending up together someday, Kamisato Satoru couldn’t help feeling that the development was both absurd and strangely exciting.
Click, clack.
The crisp sound of high heels striking the ground echoed through the area.
A tall woman with the unmistakable aura of a mature beauty slowly stepped into view.
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