Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 269 A New Kind of Perverted Fun

But no matter what, things have come to this point, and it's impossible for some heartless leader to suddenly have a change of heart. So, let's eat first.

After all, tomorrow's debts are something Mu Feng will have to deal with tomorrow, but today Mu Feng has many more things to consider.

For example, at this seemingly peaceful and harmonious dining table, a war without gunpowder is quietly unfolding.

"Brother Mufeng, these are special cakes from Fontainebleau. They're said to be a favorite delicacy of the gods there. They're really delicious."

Dina Zede pushed forward a porcelain plate containing delicate little cakes, blinked, and spoke gently.

Fun fact: A young lady's daily etiquette also includes how to be a good wife and mother.

Mu Feng felt a wave of embarrassment. What kind of compulsory etiquette course was this? By the way, did Uncle Yue... Shazaman know about this?

The girl stuck out her tongue. She remembered that in Yaedo's light novels, there were martial arts manuals like "108 essential tips to avoid becoming a loser."

She figured it was better to be prepared, so she had Dixia gather a few books—not many, maybe a few dozen in total.

Dixia lowered her head silently. Heaven knows how meaningful the stall owner's gaze was when she went to buy these things.

A touch of pity, a dash of sympathy, a few points of understanding, and four points of unspoken understanding—more insightful than any pie chart.

Fortunately, she disguised herself slightly that day, otherwise she would have built a Jingshan Palace on the floor of the bookstore.

Dina Zede smiled mischievously, a hint of cunning in her eyes. In novels, childhood sweethearts are no match for newcomers.

Nilu, standing next to her, immediately pouted. Don't think she hasn't read those light novels. Oh no, this is aimed at her!

However, the little dancer was definitely not going to back down. Although they had basically acknowledged each other's existence, they couldn't easily admit defeat when it came to the issue of their sisterhood!

Nilu gracefully picked up a cup of Patty Salan Pudding from the table, scooped up a spoonful, and gently fed it to Mu Feng's lips. Her cheeks were puffed out, making her look like a sulking little raccoon.

Someone who had been through countless battles broke out in a cold sweat instantly. Don't suddenly get fired up in such a strange way!

He had a bad feeling that he might not be able to leave this lunch unscathed.

Sure enough, the young lady beside him was quick on her feet, and another piece of cake appeared in front of his mouth in an instant.

Mu Feng's face immediately fell, because no matter which side he chose, the other person's little hand would definitely pinch his waist with lightning speed, causing him to crash on the spot.

Kids, which is more toxic, a small cake or a Patty Shalan pudding, that can kill instantly? I need an answer urgently.

[What's the best macaroni flavor today?: What?! How dare you slander mini cakes! Death penalty! Death penalty is a must!]

Please address me as senior: Patty Sharan Pudding? Compared to Rice Pudding, I'm clearly an anomaly among anomalies.

[Not the Great Tree King: Oh dear, I heard that Patisha orchids grow wherever the Little Grass God treads, then...]

Mu Feng remained silent. This damn instant understanding? The IP isn't the Great Kindness Tree King. Are you sure this pudding is a legitimate pudding?

Where is morality? Where is basic decency? Where is divine dignity? And where is the delivery address for this pudding?

Of course, faced with the intense gazes of the two girls, the man, who had been through countless life-or-death situations, ultimately chose the safest approach.

Although this carries the risk of offending both the pudding party and the cake party, compared to the current chaotic situation, the threat posed by Silly Fou or Hundred-Year-Old Shan Rice Cracker is negligible.

This pudding-flavored cake is such a wonderful thing.

However, it was clear that the two girls were not very satisfied with the man's act of serving them water, so it was inevitable that they would suffer the consequences.

The little lion sitting opposite him stared blankly as the food on Mu Feng's plate piled higher and higher. Then he looked down at the meat patties on his own plate and immediately lost his appetite.

Even though I went to kidnap someone early in the morning and didn't even have time for breakfast, why do I not feel that hungry?

...I should be under the car, not inside it.

The mercenary girl stood up and left angrily. Damn it, she, Dixia, had never suffered such humiliation in her life!

She kicked this group out of her friend list for a day... well, half a day is fine, no discussion!

The little lion, unwilling to linger a moment longer, strode out and flung open the restaurant's thick wooden door.

Then, she silently watched the two people outside the door who had been eavesdropping but had lost their support, and they hurriedly slumped onto the carpet.

This is... Master Shazaman... and the old butler?

Fearing the sudden silence, the old butler and Shazaman dusted themselves off and stood up, their faces showing slightly embarrassed smiles.

"Hey, would you believe me if I said we were just passing by?"

Dixia remained silent. The girl opened her mouth, her lips twitched, and a hint of helplessness flickered in her blue-gold eyes.

"Sir, is this some new, perverse hobby in Sumeru City—listening to people in the corner about their daughter being kidnapped?"

"Oh... um, sir, your nose has turned red."

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On the other side, in the land of ten thousand waters, Fontaine, at the Mo Mang Palace.

“Ms. Funina, I must remind you that you have been absent from work for three consecutive days. If this continues today, I hope you can provide a suitable reason.”

Navelette sat behind her large desk, reviewing documents without looking up, her pen moving with effortless grace.

Fu Ningna, who was about to step out of Mo Mang Palace, pulled her foot back, and an unusually embarrassed expression appeared on her fair face.

Sigh... I can't exactly tell Vilette that Mu Feng left her a little cake and she's finished it all. She's gotten used to his taste and can't quite get used to the desserts from other chefs, can she?

In that case, wouldn't she, as the goddess of water, lose all her authority in front of her personally appointed judge?

"Ahem, Vilette! I am the Goddess of Water! Skipping work, of course, is because I have important matters to attend to!"

Funina coughed lightly twice, her expression unchanged and her heart not skipping a beat.

As the prophecy drew closer each day, despite Mu Feng's assurances, she still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

These days, she has gotten used to having someone to confide in, and to having a shoulder to lean on when she is sad.

This reassured Funina, because she knew that no matter the outcome, she was no longer alone.

She didn't want to savor the endless loneliness of her five-hundred-year-long solo dance for even a day longer.

So if I can't see anyone, all I can do is eat desserts like crazy... I had a month's worth saved up...

The girl felt a little guilty. Only a week had passed, and she had already used up all her food. Helpless, she had no choice but to try her luck at Maple Dew Cafe.

However, apart from meeting Caroline one day and sharing a little with her enthusiastically, she gained nothing.

To be honest, she even wanted to go straight to Sumeru... and so on.

Funina had a sudden inspiration: go to Sumeru? She remembered that guy seemed to have the ability to teleport.

If that's the case, she can go to Sumeru to see him... Hmm, it makes sense for a god to visit a neighboring country, right?

If you go and come back quickly, you can make it to the trial three days later.

I heard from that guy that the Wind God next door goes to the Rock God's house next door to steal wine every day. Does that mean the Water God can't?

I've also heard that the deities of Mount Sumeru are five hundred years old; perhaps they'll have a lot in common.

Hmm! That's the perfect reason! She'd like to see if that guy would dare call her silly Fufu again!

However, after hearing about Frynn's plan to visit Sumeru, Violet's gaze revealed a strange look, which was unusual for him.

Two days ago, Leosley wrote to say that Head Nurse Hitchen had taken annual leave to go to Sumeru for a few days to relax.

While it's possible that the god of wisdom truly knew information related to prophecy... isn't it a bit too much of a coincidence?

Navelette picked up the glass of Scaled Abyss Ice Spring water from the table, took a small sip, pondered for a moment, and then cautiously suggested:

“Ms. Funina, I do not deny your plan to visit Sumeru, but time is short, and I think we should consider it more carefully.”

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