Upon hearing Raiden Makoto's idea, Mr. Faxun said with some surprise, "Eh? Makoto wants to be a kindergarten teacher?"
Raiden Makoto didn't answer, but smiled and mused, "Who can say what the future holds?"
"Maybe, perhaps, it might turn out that way."
"Taking care of Little Ones is actually a pretty good life."
After a brief silence, Raiden Makoto looked up at Mr. Faxun.
"Mr. Faxun, besides stories about children, do you have any other stories?"
As she finished speaking, Mr. Faxun nodded without hesitation.
"Yes, I have quite a few friends in Liyue, and many stories with them too."
"It's just that the people I know seem to be quite peculiar."
"Like someone who's cold on the outside but warm on the inside, a young man you can't avoid seeing,"
"Or a lazy drunkard Bard who doesn't do proper work all day,"
"And also a stubborn old man who likes to drink tea and listen to stories."
Mr. Faxun told Raiden Makoto about his friends one by one.
Raiden Makoto's eyes sparkled as she said delightedly, "Mr. Faxun, could you tell me those stories? I want to hear them, I want to hear more stories about Mr. Faxun."
Normally, Raiden Makoto enjoys learning about human stories.
But for some reason,
when Mr. Faxun tells stories, Makoto becomes even more interested than usual.
Mr. Faxun also nodded gently, "I'll tell you about that drunkard Bard first. That guy, he doesn't do proper work..."
...
At the same time, on the first floor of the restaurant.
"Ach-choo, ach-choo, ach-choo!"
"Why do I keep sneezing ever since I entered this restaurant? How strange."
The Bard, Venti, rubbed his nose and said casually.
"This restaurant wouldn't have anything unclean, would it?! Eww~ how scary!"
Venti hid behind Morax, looking around.
Azhdaha, next to him, pushed up his glasses and said earnestly, "Lord Barbatos, you must be overthinking it. How could a place like this..."
Azhdaha hadn't finished speaking when he immediately sneezed several times in a row.
This time, it was Azhdaha's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Could there really be something unclean in this place?"
Venti nodded repeatedly, "Right, right, I told you!"
Azhdaha, coming back to his senses, immediately stood up.
He kept stomping his feet, muttering, "Begone! Begone! Begone!"
Venti, watching this scene, felt very confused.
"Azhdaha, what are you doing?"
"Oh, this is a method of exorcism Mr. Faxun taught me. I heard it's quite effective."
"Really? Then I'll try it too!"
Venti began to imitate him.
And so, a scene unfolded in the restaurant:
Two people constantly stomping their feet, muttering something.
Meanwhile, Guizhong next to them looked worried.
She was afraid the manager would kick them out.
Morax, sitting beside Guizhong, had his arms crossed over his chest.
He looked at the two people in front of him and then slowly said, "By common sense, such things do not exist."
"Although Inazuma doesn't have business cooperation with Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, the Tenryou Commission is responsible for public order."
"Especially during a lively festival like this, it's even more impossible for there to be anything unclean."
Guizhong also nodded repeatedly, "You two hurry up and sit down. It wouldn't be good if others misunderstood."
Before she could finish speaking, the manager walked over,
evidently having seen Venti and Azhdaha's strange behavior.
In response, Guizhong quickly stood up and apologized, "I'm sorry, these two are a bit... not so bright."
The manager didn't speak, just nodded, looking as if he understood.
Venti and Azhdaha felt their faces redden.
"We're fine, why are we not normal?!"
"Who are you looking down on? Manager, listen to our explanation..."
Just as they rolled up their sleeves, about to give the manager a good explanation,
the manager looked at Venti and Azhdaha, then said, "Our restaurant is currently doing a free charity event. You don't have to pay for your ramen this time."
"By the way, what were you two just trying to tell me?"
Venti and Azhdaha shook their heads like rattles.
"Nothing at all, abba abba..."
Guizhong helplessly massaged her forehead. Taking them on this trip seemed like a wrong choice.
At this moment, Guizhong noticed Morax looking up, his gaze directed towards the second floor.
"Morax, is something wrong?"
Morax slowly said, "There is a familiar aura."
"Is it Mr. Faxun? I think I saw him take the Xiao Jiahuo upstairs."
Morax gently shook his head, "It's not Mr. Faxun, but the aura of another old friend."
Soon, Morax withdrew his gaze and picked up his teacup.
"She no longer has any divine power; she has completely become an ordinary person."
"So, even she has reached this point."
Guizhong blinked her big eyes at Morax, saying confusedly, "Morax, what riddles are you speaking here?"
"Tell me, tell me quickly!"
"You big meanie, if you don't tell me, I'll cry for you in a minute!"
Guizhong pouted, looking at Morax with a slightly resentful expression.
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