Genshin Impact: This light novel author doesn't cross the line.

At the same time, he secretly felt lucky. If it weren't for Wangyue from Haizhi Island giving him 200,000 Mora a couple of nights ago, he might have joined the Beggars' Sect a few days later.

He hadn't gone far when he felt his trouser leg being tugged. He turned around and looked down to see a skinny little girl.

The girl looked only a few years old; her face was covered in dirt, and her lips were chapped, indicating that she hadn't eaten properly for several days.

She looked at him with her deep-set eyes, her small hand tugging at his trouser leg, and said in a weak but firm voice, "Big brother, can I have something to eat?"

Ueno Chiki felt as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp steel needle, causing her great pain.

He looked into the distance again and saw many people in a similar situation to the little girl.

He forced a smile at the little girl and said, "Wait here for me, I'll be right back to cook you some porridge."

Ueno Chiki decided to do her best to help these poor people. Anyway, the travelers would be coming soon. If she couldn't hold out until then, she would go to the magistrate's office to beg for money. If the Kamisato family didn't feed her, she wouldn't break off the engagement. In short, she would extort money from them.

Upon hearing this, the little girl's eyes dimmed instantly. She had heard similar words many times before, but no one ever came back.

She didn't press the matter further, let go of his hand, and continued searching for a kind person.

However, every hope eventually turned into disappointment.

After a long time, when she had tried countless times in vain, a gentle voice sounded beside her.

"Children, I'm back. I'll make you some porridge now."

She turned around and saw the slender Ueno Chiki standing beside her, carrying a large sack.

After taking out her own pots and pans from the burlap sack, Ueno Chiki started cooking and lighting the fire.

The porridge was thin, not because he was stingy, but because doing so would allow more people to have a meal.

As the porridge steamed, more and more people gathered around.

Despite his repeated emphasis on queuing, people blinded by hunger paid no heed and desperately pushed their way in.

Ueno Chiki cursed herself for being foolish; a perfectly good relief effort was about to turn into a scramble and a stampede.

Just as the situation was about to collapse, a strong young man made a grand entrance with a loud shout.

"Little White Dragon of the Waves, I, the mighty Lord of the Wild Waters, am here to lend you a hand! Everyone, get in line!"

As he spoke, he used brute force to push everyone around him away, and then forced everyone to line up.

A crisis vanished without a trace.

Ueno Chiki gave him a grateful look, and Araki Ichito scratched his head after receiving it, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Although Araki Ichito is unreliable most of the time, he is surprisingly reassuring in crucial moments.

Soon, a pot of porridge was ready. Ueno Chiki took a spoon and began serving the porridge. His pot wasn't very big; it held about twenty bowls.

After dividing the ingredients, continue the process of heating the pot and cooking over a fire.

To his surprise, the number of people queuing up for porridge grew so much that it was almost impossible to see the end of the line.

The twenty kilograms of rice he brought was just a drop in the bucket and couldn't possibly help so many people.

Just as he was busy tending the fire, a squad of soldiers from the Heavenly Commandery came over.

The leader was a lewd-looking samurai who swaggered up to Ueno Chiki with an arrogant expression. "Who gave you permission to distribute porridge here?"

Ueno Chiki looked up and saw that the samurai in front of her clearly had ill intentions. After a moment's thought, she came up with an explanation: "This was arranged by Ms. Ayaka, the magistrate of the yamen."

"Miss Ayaka Kamisato, the magistrate of the company?" The samurai suddenly kicked the pot full of porridge, causing it to overturn instantly, splashing scalding porridge all over the ground.

Those around who witnessed this scene felt both heartache and anger.

They knew in their hearts how precious this pot of porridge was to everyone, yet it was being wasted like this.

"How could someone as lowly as you possibly have the honor of meeting the noble Miss Ayaka? You're clearly just playing us!"

The samurai looked down at Ueno Chiki with disdain and contempt in his eyes.

“I did arrange the porridge distribution here, and the person you call a lowly person is very important to me.”

The graceful Ayaka Kamisato walked over, holding a folding fan in her hand. She wore a gradient blue haori and a dark blue pleated skirt, standing tall and elegant.

Anyone who sees it will be able to help but exclaim, "What a wonderful 'Egret Princess'!"

“Miss Ayaka Kamisato, since it was your arrangement, we will not pursue the matter further.”

The samurai, somewhat disheartened, waved his hand and left with his soldiers.

"Qianshu, I've arrived."

Ayaka Kamisato smiled slightly at Chiki Ueno.

That smile seemed to embody all the beauty in the world, and from that moment on, he could never forget it.

Chapter 25 Ayaka Kamisato's Heart

As dusk fell and the sky gradually darkened, the western horizon revealed an incredible beauty. Vast expanses of clouds were tinged with a variety of magnificent colors by the setting sun.

On the ground, the evening breeze gently blew away the daytime heat and brought the coolness of the night.

A man and a woman walked side by side on the streets of Inazuma Castle, the afterglow of the setting sun casting long, long shadows of them.

"Miss Ayaka Kamisato, that's enough for now!" Chiki Ueno, carrying a large sack, said to the girl beside him.

Ayaka Kamisato shook her head firmly. "Chiki, I want to see your home."

"My home is nothing special, just a dilapidated house."

"But I want to know more about you."

Ueno Chiki stopped in his tracks, knowing exactly what Kamisato Ayaka meant by those words.

But ultimately, it was impossible for them.

He gazed into her icy blue eyes and spoke with an unprecedented seriousness:

“Miss Ayaka Kamisato, we are from two different worlds. If it weren’t for that marriage contract, we might never have crossed paths. Some of your feelings for me also stem from that marriage contract.”

Furthermore, I yearn for a free and unrestrained life, which is completely different from the life of a noble lady like you.

Therefore, there is absolutely no possibility between us. In the future, you will meet someone a hundred times better than me.

This wasn't the first time Ayaka Kamisato had heard him say something like this. She admitted that much of her affection for him stemmed from the marriage arranged for her by her father, but that wasn't the whole story.

Chiki Ueno's sincerity, frankness, and kindness deeply attracted her, especially his act of distributing porridge today, which touched her heart.

Even though he himself wasn't doing well, he did his best to help others.

"Chiki, are we friends?" Ayaka Kamisato did not give him a direct answer.

"Of course we're friends."

"Since we're friends, why don't you take a look at your friend's house and see if there's anything wrong with it?"

Chiki Ueno had no reply, so he could only shoulder the large sack and walk forward in silence.

Seeing this guy get his comeuppance, Ayaka Kamisato's lips curled into a smug smile.

The two continued walking forward, occasionally exchanging a few meaningless words.

At the entrance of the Naganohara fireworks shop, Yoomiya sat on the roof, quietly watching the sunset in the west, searching for inspiration for this year's summer festival fireworks.

She glanced around and suddenly saw a very familiar figure, and her mood instantly brightened.

She immediately jumped off the roof and walked quickly towards that direction.

Upon getting closer, she discovered that Ueno Chiki was accompanied by another person she knew—Kamisato Ayaka.

"Brother Chiki, Miss Ayaka Kamisato, hello! How did you two come to be together?"

Just as Ueno Chiki was about to answer, Kamisato Ayaka spoke up first, as if declaring her ownership, "Ueno Chiki and I were engaged when we were very young, and he is my fiancé!"

Xiao Gong stood there, stunned, staring blankly at the two of them, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Ueno Chiki was most afraid of girls crying, and said softly, "That engagement is invalid."

Xiao Gong's expression immediately brightened.

However, Ayaka Kamisato was quite dissatisfied. This girl clearly still had feelings for Yoomiya. She muttered under her breath, "Hmph, how can it not count? There's a marriage certificate, after all."

"Brother Qian Shu, are you free lately? I've been developing a lot of new fireworks lately, they're really beautiful."

"Um, Yonomiya, I've been quite busy lately. Can I go see him later, please?"

"Okay, Brother Qianshu, I will wait for you here."

She kept calling him "Brother Chishu" over and over, which annoyed Ayaka Kamisato a lot, so she decided to fight back.

"Chiki, the summer festival is coming soon, will you come with me to have fun?"

Seeing the expectant look in her eyes, Ueno Chiki thought for a moment and then nodded.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, she smiled contentedly.

Xiaogong wanted to say something more.

However, at this moment, Ueno Chiki picked up the large sack and walked back, with Kamisato Ayaka following closely behind.

Not long after, Ueno Chiki arrived at his doorstep with Kamisato Ayaka.

In front of a simple house is a small field where vegetables are growing lushly, and wildflowers of purple, red and yellow bloom along the edge, swaying gently in the breeze and emitting a faint fragrance, adding a touch of poetry to this tranquil world.

“Miss Linghua, this is my home.”

When he first arrived in this world, he never considered this place his home, but as time went by, he gradually accepted the fact that he had transmigrated and began to regard this place as his home.

Although everything here is still very basic, he feels at ease when he is here.

Ayaka Kamisato carefully examined his dwelling. She hadn't expected Ueno Chiki's living conditions to be even worse than she had imagined. She said softly, "Chiki, if you want to move somewhere else..."

“No, I like living here. It’s peaceful, stable, and far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.” Ueno Chiki interrupted her directly. “By the way, it’s getting late. You should go back now. If you go back too late, the head of the Kamisato family will worry about you again.”

Ayaka Kamisato knew it was time to go back, so she waved goodbye to him.

As she watched her figure gradually disappear into the shadows, Ueno Chiki let out a long sigh.

If he were a promising young man, the most outstanding young man in Inazuma, he would never let go.

Unfortunately, he was just a struggling novelist, and his only best-selling work was a borderline novel.