Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

After introducing Yahweh, Ying began to introduce Paimon.

"be mine……"

So, what exactly is her relationship with Paimon?

Is it a friend?

still is……

"...Emergency food?"

Yahweh replied with a smile.

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this, Ying was slightly taken aback, and then said with a serious expression.

"That's right, it's emergency food!"

"Paimon is not food!"

After listening to their conversation, a little guy flying in the air said this angrily.

However, neither Ying nor Yawei paid any attention to her reaction.

"Mr. Yahweh, thank you so much for coming to help!"

Suddenly, Ying thanked Yawei with a serious expression.

"If it weren't for you, I really don't know what would have happened to Amber."

"There's no need for that,"

Yahweh simply shook his head slightly in response.

“I came here on a mission, and you have already paid me for what happened to Amber.”

Although Yahweh looked down on 5000 causal laws, for the purpose of treating Amber, 5000 causal laws were more than enough, and even somewhat excessive.

"and……"

As he watched a green figure flash by in his line of sight, Yahweh's lips curled into a faint smile.

"...Even without me, Miss Amber might not have gotten into trouble."

"Eh?"

Ying tilted her head slightly, somewhat not understanding Yahweh's words.

However, after hearing what he said, she didn't dwell on the matter any longer.

"It's getting late now,"

Ying looked at the sun, which had turned a dim yellow in the sky, and spoke.

"Shall we find the Goethe Hotel first and settle down there?"

"Traveler,"

However, no sooner had Ying finished speaking than Paimon spoke up.

"We have more important things to do than go to the Goethe Hotel, don't we?"

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"Something more important?"

Upon hearing Paimon's words, Ying showed a puzzled expression.

Is there something she forgot to do?

"It's dinner! Dinner!"

Seeing Ying's reaction, Paimon kicked his feet in the air in anger.

"After flying with travelers all day, Paimon is starving!"

The little one touched his belly, said this, and sighed softly.

"However, speaking of dinner..."

Paimon suddenly seemed to remember something, and began to ponder while stroking his chin.

"...That red scout knight said he'd treat Paimon to carrot and pork stir-fry with secret sauce..."

The little guy said angrily.

"Damn it, she actually tricked Paimon, and Paimon was going to give her an awful nickname!"

"Um, Amber probably just hasn't had a chance to treat you to a meal yet, right?"

Upon hearing Paimon's words, Ying's expression became subtle.

"But if Paimon wants to eat it, I'll buy it for you!"

"Huh? Traveler, is it true?"

"It's true... Well then, let's have dinner first, then go to the hotel, Mr. Yahweh, is that alright?"

"Ying can decide this kind of thing."

So the three of them went to the Deer Hunter Restaurant and had a hearty meal together.

Yeah, it's mainly about Paimon...

After dinner, the two of them, along with a flying emergency food ration, went to the Goethe Hotel that Kaia had mentioned.

however……

"What? The Goethe Hotel has been booked out by the Fools?"

The fools who were stopped at the entrance of the Goethe Hotel provided this information.

Come to think of it, Kaiya did seem to have something he wanted to tell her before, but she left in such a hurry that she didn't have time to listen...

Thinking of this, Ying helplessly rubbed her forehead.

"Wasn't that guy with the blindfold about to tell the traveler about this?"

Paimon recalled the previous scene and began to scold Ying.

"It's all because travelers are in such a hurry that we made a wasted trip!"

In response to Paimon's words, Ying met her gaze defiantly.

If this guy hadn't suddenly said that to her, she wouldn't have been in such a hurry to pull Yawei away.

"Alright, since we can't stay at the Goethe Hotel,"

Finally, it was Yahweh who spoke up and broke the stalemate between the two (?).

"Then let's find another hotel to stay in!"

"It can only be the……"

Ying sighed softly and ultimately chose to accept the outcome.

Putting aside the hassle of finding a hotel, the real problem is the embarrassing feeling of having a friend visit your city and then messing things up while trying to host them…

"Then, I'll leave the task of finding a hotel to you, Ying."

Seeing the blonde girl's reaction, Yahweh continued.

"I have something to do, so let's part ways for now."

"After that, we can meet up in front of the statue of the wind god in front of Mondstadt Cathedral."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing Yahweh's words, Ying was slightly taken aback, then nodded gently.

"Understood, Mr. Yahweh."

She didn't ask Yahweh what he was going to do; it wasn't something she needed to know.

However, just as the two were about to part ways, Yahweh suddenly called out to her.

"this is for you!"

"Eh? This is..."

Ying looked at the golden fruit that Yahweh had thrown at her, her expression slightly puzzled.

"Is this... a belated gift?"

As Yahweh said this, a smile appeared on his face.

"See you later, Ying!"

As the girl and the emergency supplies gradually disappeared into the distance, Yawe also turned and walked away.

His purpose was the statue of the wind god, but his purpose was not to stand here and wait for Ying to find a hotel and come over, but rather...

A green-hatted boy standing under the statue of the wind god.

"Want to grab a drink together?"

He walked over to the boy and said with a light laugh.

"........."

Upon hearing his voice, the boy turned his head, revealing pure emerald green eyes like the sky and pure white Cecilia flowers.

........................

"A glass of dandelion wine!"

In a tavern called "The Tavern of Angels' Gifts," a green-hatted boy, barely taller than a three-and-a-half-foot immortal, sat next to Yahweh and waved happily at the bartender.

"You really are someone who won't care about anything as long as there's alcohol to drink..."

Yahweh rested his chin on his hand, looking at the drunken poet beside him with a subtle expression.

"In this world, only fine wine and poetry should not be wasted!"

Upon hearing Yahweh's words, the black-haired boy in the green hat spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.