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

At this moment, Yingmei straddled his body, both of them drenched in sweat and blushing.

Especially for Chiki Ueno, this was the first time he had ever been so close to a girl.

A delicate fragrance lingered around his nose, and his body began to react as he felt Yingmei's softness and elasticity.

Yingmei felt as if there was something hard pushing up from under her.

Having read "Husband's Impotence...", she quickly realized what that was.

With a "whoosh," she sprang up, her face flushed, and quickly fled back to her Dust Song Pot.

At this moment, Ueno Chiki even felt like dying.

It’s really a sin!

He actually harbored evil thoughts towards Yingmei.

Chapter 36 Have I Fallen for a Honey Trap?

Inside a factory filled with an evil aura, a soldier wearing a city woman's hat looked contemptuously at the alluring woman in front of him.

"So, dear lady, you've entrusted a bunch of idiots and this run-down factory to me?"

The woman chuckled lightly. "Haha, what good does it do you to belittle your subordinates? Even if you don't admit it, you're still part of the plan. Would you rather be a human experiment for the Doctor than manage the Evil Eye Factory?"

"Hehe, Rolinsa, you're really sharp-tongued and have a good tongue. No wonder you were ranked eighth! Hahahaha."

Clearly, the soldier had also read "The Husband is Soft and Powerless...". He wasn't interested in the suggestive content; he only cared about how Rolinsa was humiliated.

The soldier's words immediately broke the composure of the woman.

Intense fire elements gathered continuously, intensely scorching the surrounding air.

"Scaramucci, if you say another word about the rankings, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Alright, for the sake of the mission ahead, I won't bring this up again. I don't want you to become a stumbling block for me; you and the young master are equally adept at causing trouble for others."

The woman waved her hand, dispersing the gathered fire elements, and said indignantly, "Don't compare me to that idiot. That idiot almost caused the Northern Bank to collapse. I'm only here to add fuel to the fire in this chaotic country, while you probably want to destroy it even more than I do!"

To her surprise, the skirmisher just looked at her indifferently, as if she were an ant on the ground. "Madam, put away your assumptions about me. We are no longer on the same level."

"Hmph! What a ridiculous statement. By the way, Sanbing, do you still have Mora over there? The members of Inazuma's organization haven't received funding for a long time, and they're about to go out of business."

The soldier shrugged. "There's nothing I can do about this. You know, the Northern Bank is suffering such heavy losses right now, and the rich man Pantalone will definitely try to make up for it elsewhere. Cutting some unimportant expenses is the simplest way."

"But without funding, I can hardly move an inch in Inazuma. These people ask me for money for everything they do."

"Foolish! Besides money, you can also use power to entice them to risk their lives for you!"

"what do you mean?"

"Whoever performs well will be promoted; there will always be fools who would risk their lives for that little bit of power..."

"Although I don't like you as a person, this is indeed a good idea. Scattered soldiers, stop being so aggressive, let's meet at the victory celebration."

After saying that, the woman swayed her voluptuous figure and left the Evil Eye Factory.

The soldier shook his head slightly. This woman was eccentric and easily angered, all looks and no brains; she would die at the hands of Inazuma sooner or later.

.......

On a summer morning, the air is filled with a faint, refreshing scent.

A young couple walked silently on a sun-drenched road, as if they were two complete strangers.

Yingmei tried to keep her distance from Ueno Chiki, but didn't want to become too distant. She would occasionally steal glances at him, observing his reaction.

She was torn between wanting him to break the silence, yet fearing that they would fall into an even deeper awkward situation.

A subtle and awkward atmosphere spread between the two.

"Traveler, Thousand Trees, has something happened between you two? Anyway, I have a very bad feeling about this." Paimon flew up to the two of them, her intuition telling her that something was amiss.

"No!" they both answered in unison.

Paimon stared intently at the two, trying to read something from their expressions.

But she was soon disappointed; both of them had unusually calm expressions.

Just then, a noisy commotion came from not far away.

Two young men surrounded a tall Shogunate samurai, angrily demanding, "Kurosawa, why haven't you been distributing the relief rations that are supposed to be given out every month?"

The shogunate samurai looked impatient. "How many times do I have to tell you before you understand that I have never heard of any so-called relief food?"

"How could that be? You were the one who personally distributed the relief food to us before."

"I understand now. You embezzled the relief rations that were supposed to be distributed. No wonder your God's Eye was confiscated. A samurai like you deserves to be disliked by the general."

"Let's not waste words with him. Let's go to the Heavenly Court and report this guy now."

With that, the two men left angrily.

Kurosawa rubbed his face with his hand, watching the two figures leave with a headache.

At that moment, Ueno Chiki and Yingmei led Paimon to stand before him.

"Kurosawa, hello. I am Chiki Ueno. These two are Traveler and Paimon. We have been asked by the magistrate to come and solve your problem."

"Hello, I'm really annoyed by the relief food lately. Those civilians come to me every day asking for relief food, but I've never even heard of such a thing. If I had relief food to hoard, why would I be so poor? My own family can't even afford to eat."

Chiki Ueno was a little reluctant to tell him the truth; this guy didn't know that he actually owed Aoi, the owner of the Tsukumo Monogatari shop, a large sum of money.

"Kurosawa, there really is such a thing as relief food. My neighbor's old lady once received relief food personally distributed by you."

"Huh? How is that possible? Then why don't I have any recollection of it at all?"

"That's because you handed over the Eye of God. Some people lose their past memories after handing over the Eye of God, and you just happened to lose your memories of the relief food."

Kurosawa looked on incredulously. "This sounds utterly absurd. What evidence do you have?"

"Go to the Ninety-Nine Goods Shop. You'll understand everything there."

"Ok."

Soon after, the group arrived at the Ninety-Nine Goods Store.

The shop owner, Aoi, flew into a rage the moment she saw Kurosawa. "Kurosawa, you bastard, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

Kurosawa was completely bewildered. "Owe money? When did I owe you money?"

"You still want to deny it? Luckily, I always made you write an IOU." As she spoke, Kui took out several IOUs from the drawer of the counter. "You can't deny this now. Hehe, if you really dare to owe money, I'm not one to be trifled with."

Kurosawa picked up an IOU and stared at it, his eyes widening and his mouth agape. "This, this, this is unbelievable! The IOU is clearly in my handwriting, but I just can't remember it. And why do I owe such a large sum of money?"

He glanced at the pretty Aoi, then seemed to realize something. He suddenly knelt down, his knees buckling, and said with grief and indignation, "I must have fallen for a honey trap to write so many IOUs. Wife, child, I'm so sorry!"

Chapter 37 The Unlucky Benevolent Man

"Pah!" Kui cursed angrily, "You shameless bastard, I'm a legitimate and honest businesswoman."

"How could I have accumulated so much debt? I'm usually frugal and hardworking, I don't drink or gamble. My only hobbies are secretly looking at beautiful women and reading 'Husband's Impotence, ...'."

"Hmph! Your hobbies don't stop there. You like to help others, and you do good deeds anonymously. You buy food to distribute as relief to those people, and when your salary isn't enough to cover the cost, you give me IOUs. Now, all the IOUs add up to about two million Mora."

Kurosawa stood there stunned, then pounded his head with both hands. "Am I brain-dead? My wife and children can't even get enough to eat, yet I'm giving money to help others."

Ueno Chiki, Yingmei, and Paimon nodded; this guy really is an idiot.

He has no ability to help so many people; his actions will only bring misfortune to those around him.

"It's no use regretting it now, you'd better figure out a way to pay me back!" Kui said aggressively, arms crossed.

Others might be wary of Kurosawa Shogunate's military background and power, but she wasn't afraid, because she had a "godfather."

"Don't worry, Mr. Kurosawa, I will pay you back the money I owe you slowly. As a samurai, I still have this basic sense of morality." Kurosawa's attitude was very sincere.

"Alright, I'll give you that chance. Meeting you was really bad luck. I thought you, as a subordinate, would be able to make a lot of money, but... well..."

Aoi sighed, her expression full of disappointment. The payment from Kurosawa's deal was too slow; she had essentially lost money.

"Sigh, why did I do that in the past? It seems to be related to the sword my father left me." Kurosawa examined his katana, where the two characters "仁义" (benevolence and righteousness) were engraved on the hilt.

Many lost fragments of memory surfaced in his mind: "So this is why I did this? I practiced this way, using money to buy relief food for those people, but what is the point? The Heavenly Order has taken away my divine eyes, and the people I once helped are unwilling to understand me. My wife and children are living a difficult life because of me."

"Kurosawa, your benevolence is right, but the way you put it is wrong. There is an old saying in Liyue: 'When poor, one should take care of oneself; when successful, one should help others.'"

Ueno Chiki's words were like a wake-up call for Kurosawa, who immediately realized his mistake.

"Ueno Chiki, you're right, the way of benevolence and righteousness is correct, but I've been practicing it the wrong way. I understand now. I must go on my official duties. Goodbye."

After waving goodbye to Kurosawa, the three of them started walking back.

In a secluded corner of the street, Ueno Chiki noticed the exclusive contact symbol of the Fatui executive officer. He was going to report to her that evening.

"Chiki, let's talk to Ayaka about this later. Kurosawa is so pitiful. Let the magistrate help him pay off this debt," the kind-hearted Yingmei suggested.

However, Ueno Chiki disagreed with her suggestion. "Traveler, the magistrate has his own responsibilities. His funds are used for specific purposes, either for people's livelihood or for religious ceremonies. If we help Kurosawa, what about the others? Besides, Kurosawa is a member of the shogunate army. His conditions are much better than ordinary people. He is just facing difficulties temporarily. Things will get better after a while."

Yingmei thought what he said made a lot of sense, but she was inexplicably a little annoyed.

“Traveler, I also think Chishu is right. The company does not manage the country's finances, and its funding sources are very limited.”

Paimon and Ueno Chiki stood together, which made Yingmei even more uncomfortable.

One person, feeling sullen, quickened their pace and walked forward.

“Chiki, I think you should go and comfort her,” Paimon said to Ueno Chiki, resting his chin on his hand.

"But I really don't know how to charm girls!" Ueno Chiki felt particularly helpless about this, as he had never been in a relationship before and had no idea how to charm girls.

"Then let it go. Anyway, she'll be fine on her own in a little while."

As it turned out, Paimon was right; Yingmei's temper tantrums came and went quickly.

In less than fifteen minutes, she was chatting and laughing with Paimon and Ueno Chiki with a playful smile.

When she got home, it was almost dusk, so Ueno Chiki decided to start making dinner.

"Traveler, go fishing in the river and make some braised fish for dinner."

Upon hearing that there would be braised fish for dinner, Yingmei immediately perked up and took out a fishing rod from her spatial backpack.

"Leave it to me, I'm a fishing expert."