Just like before, Yuto didn't care what others thought of him.
Even if he knew... he would just flash a standard smile and nod gently.
After all, he himself used to be a corporate slave, so he naturally knew how to make most people's lives better.
Think about it carefully, many so-called high-and-mighty business owners don't need that much money, but they still want to extract money from their employees.
To put it nicely, it's called increasing revenue and decreasing expenditure; to put it harshly, it's called an ugly way of eating.
Most people earn money to live, to make their own and their families' lives better.
But they are different; they exploit your labor to accumulate vast wealth, and at the same time, they look down on you using the differences in status.
This sense of disparity and the feeling of controlling others' destinies are what they truly enjoy.
Because he himself had been drenched in the rain, when Yuto discovered the same problems in this place, which some people had labeled a "fairytale world"...
He chose to hold an umbrella for them.
He didn't seek to give them absolutely fair treatment, but at least to ensure they received wages commensurate with their working hours and precision.
Of course, in some ways... Yuto was already very benevolent.
It was already quite good that he hadn't yet made those people who only spouted incomprehensible professional jargon like "aligning granularity," "finding leverage," and "forming a combination punch" lose their livelihoods.
—These people made originally normal communication extremely complicated, serving no purpose other than reducing efficiency.
Yuto was also very confused at first, but as time passed little by little, he understood the reason behind it:
The reason why those incapable people liked to say these things was precisely because they wanted to cover up their ignorance, so they used these ambiguous "jargon" to elevate themselves.
Although such people were always a minority, this did not prevent Yuto from returning the portion of their assets that belonged to the employees back to the employees.
Law is the lowest moral bottom line; if things closely related to the lives of the vast majority of people can only be constrained by law...
Then it proves that the moral bottom line of those insatiably greedy culprits is far below the normal minimum standard.
Thinking of this, Yuto sighed softly, then looked at the gradually setting sun and whispered,
"The task is arduous and the road is long..."
He gently shook his head, as if he felt powerless despite his aspirations for the current situation.
After all, the shift in concepts cannot be accomplished in a day or two; he knew this better than anyone.
He had promoted labor law for hundreds of years, handled labor cases for hundreds of years, and only barely managed to raise the moral bottom line of those merchants and so-called business owners a little.
Whether he could achieve the goal he envisioned in his heart... depended on Fontaine's destiny.
Yuto slightly raised his head, glanced at the lamp lit for him, and a gentle light flickered in his eyes.
He had always been this way, able to switch back and forth between enjoying the present and worrying about the future.
If he couldn't do that... he would have gone crazy long ago.
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Creak—
With a slight sound of hinges opening and closing, Yuto quietly returned to the temporary home he shared with Furina.
He slightly raised his head, a look of confusion appearing on his face.
At this moment, the soft light in the living room was on, but by the sturdy solid wood table... Yuto didn't see the graceful figure he was thinking of.
Just as Yuto was still wondering where Furina had gone... a somewhat noisy sound came from the kitchen to his left.
"Hmm... I should put salt here... then add water... the recipe says it's good after simmering for a bit..."
Hearing this rather familiar voice, Yuto slightly raised his eyebrows, then quietly walked into the kitchen and saw a scene that he would never forget.
At this moment, Furina was standing by the stove, wearing a light blue apron, staring intently at the ingredients bubbling in the pot.
Although she was facing away from Yuto at this moment, from her actions... Furina was indeed cooking seriously.
Looking at the focused Furina, Yuto gently shook his head, then quietly walked behind her and, without warning, wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist.
"Whoa!"
The moment Yuto hugged Furina from behind, the girl's body involuntarily trembled, letting out an inexplicable whimper.
But seemingly sensing Yuto's unique reassuring scent, Furina slowly sighed, then turned her head, looked at his smiling face, blinked, and asked,
"You're back so early? I thought you'd be back a bit later."
Hearing this, Yuto blinked slightly, then leaned down and whispered into Furina's ear,
"Since I promised you I'd be back on time, of course I have to keep my word."
"But... more than that, I want to know why Fufu, who never cooks, would think of cooking?"
As Yuto spoke, he gently held Furina's soft, boneless hand, and after carefully checking it, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good... I didn't cut my hand..."
Feeling the touch in his hand and the warmth by her ear, Furina's face reddened slightly, and she then whispered,
"This, this isn't just wanting to try it... I saw others seem to be like this..."
Hearing this, Yuto frowned slightly, momentarily not reacting.
Others?
What others? Why didn't he know?
Are there official couples in Teyvat? Not even NPCs, right?
Yuto tilted his head slightly, looking at Furina beside him with some confusion, as if he didn't know who she was referring to as "others."
But soon, Yuto understood.
Furina rarely had direct contact with people.
As she herself said, her first impressions of God and various complex emotions came from Fontaine's Fontaine Opera and novels.
Of course, ever since Inazuma's Vision Hunt Decree ended... those light novels naturally flowed into Fontaine, and Furina had naturally read them...
Thinking of this, Yuto finally understood where everything Furina had done came from.
He slightly turned his head, looking at Furina, who was still staring at the ingredients simmering in the pot, a gentle smile appearing on his face.
Without any hesitation or pause, Yuto gently kissed Furina's cheek, then continued to whisper into her ear,
"Thank you, my dear Miss Furina."
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