Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

You went to Teyvat not to earn money to support me, right?! (Author: Master of Baiyulou)

Summary:

“I was so stupid, really,” Kiana said lazily, leaning back on the sofa with her legs propped up on the coffee table. “I only knew to be wary of those little girls at Cocolia’s orphanage, I didn’t know I had to be wary of women from another world too. Ryoko opened a portal to Teyvat early this morning without taking me, saying he was short of funds at home. But I know he’s already a dog kept by that fox named Yae no Miko.”

"But Mom doesn't seem too angry?" Cecilia chuckled, sprawled on the sofa. "Let me tell you, Kiana, dogs and foxes don't have reproductive barriers."

"A fox?" Seele looked up groggily. "Besides Sister Sakura, Brother has a fox as a pet?"

"Speaking of which, what happened to the Coral Palace Pearl Powder that I asked Ryoko to bring back from Teyvat?" Cecilia slammed her hand on the table unhappily. "Cirin! You're using Mom's cosmetics again!"

"Human! You're old now, you should save the good stuff for your daughter!" someone on the second floor retorted loudly.

The apartment was in complete chaos. Kiana rubbed her temples in frustration, "Damn it... you said you were only going to Teyvat to earn money to support me!"

This book is also known as "I Raised a Honkai Impact 3rd Player in Genshin Impact", "The Pure-Hearted Landlady and the Pretty Tenant", and "The War of Mothers".

Chapter 1 From Tokyo to Hagishima

"So, Brother Manyo, are all the shrine maidens on Haiji Island really fair-skinned, beautiful, with big breasts and long legs?" Shen Liang sat on the edge of the deck, gazing at the direction of Inazuma under the night sky. The dark silhouettes of the islands stretched endlessly like distant mountains.

“Young Brother Shen Liang, you may not know this because you are from Liyue, but the selection of priestesses has always been very rigorous. Priestesses are the ‘mediums’ of the gods, and they must not only be well-educated and reasonable, but also have a face that even the gods admire.” Maple Plains Man Ye smiled warmly. “At the same time, priestesses must also maintain a pure body.”

Shen Liang glanced at him. "Do you mean a pure body in the way I think?"

"It's what you think it means. However, this purity also means that only young girls can serve as priestesses. No matter how handsome a man is, he is traditionally considered 'impure'."

Then there was a moment of silence.

"If I could beat you, I really would like to punch you." Shen Liang exhaled and glared coldly at Fengyuan Wanye.

Wan Ye wasn't one to make fun of other people's appearances, but he couldn't help himself every time he saw Shen Liang.

Perhaps due to a side effect of traveling to the Teyvat continent, Shen Liang, a twenty-year-old on Earth, has reverted to the youthful appearance of a middle school student here.

But if he were a regular middle school student, it would be fine. Shen Liang's childhood could be described as "delicate and charming with a face as beautiful as the moon." However, he was less than 1.6 meters tall, and his long hair, which was a result of his guardian's perverse tastes during his time in the orphanage, made him look more like a quiet, handsome young man with long, straight black hair—or a beautiful young woman.

"I could have started living a luxurious life as a high-class international student in Tokyo, surrounded by women on both sides. People in Japanese society are generally short." Shen Liang didn't care if these words would arouse Wan Ye's suspicion. Anyway, Teyvat was an ancient world with extremely poor information flow. If asked where Japan was, he could just make it up.

Kaedehara Manyo assumed he was referring to Liyue, so he casually asked, "So what made you decide to come to Inazuma?"

"For money and women," Shen Liang said calmly.

Kaedehara Manyo was actually quite short, and seeing a little boy even shorter than himself speaking so confidently, he almost couldn't help but laugh. "Career and love, I can understand, but what career do you have to sneak onto Umijima Island to do? Narukami Island may be closed off, but it's still Inazuma Masashima. Wouldn't it be more convenient to start your career there?"

Shen Liang thought to himself, "That's true, but I ended up on your 'Southern Cross Fleet' right after I transmigrated!"

He time-traveled twenty days ago. In his small apartment in Tokyo, he opened his eyes and smelled the sea. He found himself transformed into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, bound hand and foot, locked on the deck of a pirate ship.

He later learned that he was a survivor of a pirate attack on a Liyue merchant ship. Because of his good looks, the pirates, who had been at sea for too long and had not tasted women, took a liking to him. Shen Liang was terrified and was about to travel through time when he bit his tongue to commit suicide to preserve his chastity, which would still be a good story. At that time, the ship was bombarded.

A group of strong, burly men from Liyue blasted open the ship, boarded it, and ruthlessly dispatched the pirates. A distinctive, eyepatch-wearing woman named Beidou exclaimed, "Good heavens, we haven't had any meat in half a month, finally caught something lucrative!" "Don't think I'm ruthless, this is the Liyue armed merchant ship, the Death Star. Our ship has a 'Pirate Extermination License' issued by the Liyue General Affairs Department. When we encounter pirates on the high seas of Teyvat, we kill them first and question them later!"

“The more chaotic the place, the more Mora you can earn.” Shen Liang whistled. “When the cannons roar, gold is worth a fortune. Besides, I have plenty of ways to survive in war.”

A disdainful laugh immediately came from behind them. Beidou strode over and stopped behind them: "Heh heh, Ryoko, you want to make a fortune off the war? If you ask me, you should just go back to Liyue and be your rich young master. Your thighs aren't even as thick as my arms, and you're already dreaming. I'd really feel bad if you died in Inazuma. You're at your age, you're here to experience life, right? If you want to earn money with your own hands, why don't you stay on the ship for now? I'll pay you Mora."

“That’s right, Brother Shen Liang. You’ve never learned martial arts and you don’t have the Eye of the Gods. Although it may sound harsh, you are indeed powerless.” Feng Yuan Wan Ye nodded. “Captain Bei Dou is very generous. Even as a mere martial artist, I can earn 20,000 Mora a day. If you are willing to stay and work as a ship’s doctor or cook, your income will only be higher than mine.”

“Ryoko’s cooking is indeed excellent. How about this, Chef Xiangling of Wanmin Hall earns 50,000 Mora a day on my ship, I’ll give you 30,000, which is already above the level of most kitchen helpers.” Beidou patted his shoulder generously. “My good Ryoko, how about you stay on the ship until you return to Liyue? Inazuma, a place where people die everywhere, is really not suitable for us Liyue people.”

30,000 Mora a day is indeed not low. It is said that a pound of fine rice in Liyue Harbor costs only 400 Mora, and a dockworker's daily wage is often only 10000 Mora. In terms of the price of rice as an equivalent, 10,000 Mora has a purchasing power of approximately 2000 Japanese Yen or approximately 100 RMB.

Even so, Shen Liang didn't care about the money.

Having been a self-sufficient Earthling for over a decade, Shen Liang's cooking skills were quite good, even rather impressive. The cuisine he inherited in modern China was far more diverse and colorful than the recipes from this Teyvat continent. Furthermore, he could readily provide various small pills for sea ailments, such as Motion Suppressant for seasickness or Vitamin C tablets for scurvy—both incredibly effective and quick-acting remedies.

In Beidou's view, Shen Liang was most likely from some unknown family of alchemists, who had come out to practice medicine and experience human nature. He was completely unaware of the terrifying chaos in Daoqi, and with the vigor of youth, he fearlessly forged ahead—Beidou, as a merchant shipman, had seen many such people, but the better ones had been hardened by society and learned their lesson, while the bad ones might…

“The Death Star can’t afford the price I’m asking for,” Shen Liang added, noticing Bei Dou’s unfriendly look. “Don’t misunderstand, it’s not that Bei Dou doesn’t have money, but that I can’t fulfill my value here. What I want, Bei Dou may not be able to give me.”

The dashing female captain decisively pinched the boy's fair cheek, rubbed it a couple of times, and then sighed with some regret, "That's right, a young man like you would definitely not be content to serve on one of my ships, it's just a pity."

"pity?"

"If you stayed in Liyue Harbor, you could easily be called the most handsome boy in the entire harbor, and few would question it. It's such a waste to die in the chaos of war like this." Beidou gave up trying to persuade him, chuckled, put her arm around his shoulder, and lowered her voice, "As for me, I like the kind of girl who's pretty, clean, and well-mannered the most. So, Ryoko-chan? This farewell might be our last. If you're interested in me, hurry up and come to my room. I have some good stuff you've never seen before!"

—Whether on Teyvat or Earth, the logic of gender relations is very unfair. Men, regardless of their looks, wealth, or poverty, cannot arbitrarily flirt with underage girls, while women can often flirt with cute boys younger than themselves, like him, without feeling any psychological pressure.

Beidou leisurely wanted to see the boy's blushing face. Fengyuan Wanye's eyes were already somewhat surprised. Then she saw Shen Liang stand up without any change in expression: "Good stuff? But on this ship, apart from Sister Beidou, there aren't many good things that I can take a liking to."

Straight ball!

Trying to flirt with a handsome young man is wishful thinking. Shen Liang, relying on his good looks, has always been an advocate for equality!

Beidou's handsome face flushed red instantly, but she was not one to be easily teased. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Come, come, please. I'll be waiting for you in the VIP room. Let's go now."

Shen Liang raised his chin, "Come on, why aren't you leaving? What's wrong with you, chickening out?"

"Come on, are you scared? If you're scared, just say so. Do you think your sister Beidou, a woman of the martial arts world, wouldn't give you face?"

"Trying to take me down? Sister Beidou, you want to try?"

The two of them stubbornly pulled and tugged at each other for a while, neither of them moving an inch. They were both tired of their own sarcastic remarks before they suddenly burst into laughter.

Chapter Two: Coral Palace Territory

Life on this ship is quite boring, but the occasional bickering and quarreling is quite refreshing.

On the Death Star, there are many who can drink and play drinking games with Beidou, but few who bicker and quarrel. Most of the sailors are rough and unrestrained, and Beidou has hardly ever seen a "handsome" young man like Shen Liang. The real rich young masters of Liyue are indeed delicate and tender, but those people are often naturally averse to people like Beidou who are from the martial arts world. Beidou also doesn't like this kind of arrogant but useless noble scion.

As for Shen Liang, at first glance, I thought he was a noble young master who would tremble with fear if he were a pirate. But in reality, I found that apart from being powerless, he was quite interesting. He knew a little about everything. During the day, he could cook for her privately, and at night he would recite haiku with Wan Ye while enjoying the breeze. He also got along well with the sailors. Many of the older brothers had already patted him on the shoulder and said they would marry their daughters to him.

"Forget it, you can't reason with a damned devil. Once you get to Haiji Island, you'll come with me. Whether you want to be a merchant or a war profiteer, I can't let you get killed by ronin the moment you set foot on Inazuma Island." Hokuto frowned as he looked at the approaching cargo dock of Haiji Island, then bent down and stared intently at Shen Liang. "Did you hear me? Just stay with us. I'll settle you in first."

At that moment, the lookout on the lookout tower whistled to signal to stop, and a flurry of mooring drums sounded. The first mate, a senior officer at the stern, took a deep breath, his muscles bulging, and pushed the anchor, weighing several thousand kilograms, into the sea! The sailors shouted in unison, violently churning the oars in the opposite direction, forcing the massive Death Star to dock at the cargo pier on Haiji Island.

Shen Liang descended the ladder from the boat, and halfway down, he couldn't help but look into the distance.

The view is of the water and sky merging into one, a dreamlike island.

Haiji Island is a place with a fairytale-like atmosphere, where bubbles that refract colorful light float in the air, and the grass is misty and moist, and strangely glows with a pinkish-purple color like cherry blossoms.

Giant dehydrated corals and enormous seashells are a common sight, quite a spectacle. From the pier, you can see the Coral Palace complex in the center of the island, which is the political center and the main shrine of Umijima. Villages built around the Coral Palace are scattered throughout the island, with farmland cultivated along streams and cliffs.

"It's truly a textbook example of a small-scale peasant economy," Shen Liang remarked with feeling.

“Originally, Haiqi Island didn’t have a dock. Haiqi Island and Hachiyun Island shared a main port on Hachiyun Island. But now that the war between the Shogunate and the Coral Palace has broken out, part of Hachiyun Island has been taken over by the Shogunate army. Smugglers like us can only land directly on the mainland.” Hokuto pulled Shen Liang off the ship and greeted him with a smile, “Oh, I didn’t expect I have such great influence that the Chief of the Coral Palace would be in charge of welcoming me.”

Quan Gongsi?

Shen Liang knew that in the Inazuma shrine system, the chief priest was often the highest leader of the shrine, and the second chief priest was usually the second-in-command.

Before he arrived, he had been told that Umijima was an island controlled by the shrine forces. In other words, the person who came to greet Hokuto was actually one of the highest rulers of Umijima?

Shen Liang struggled to lift his head in Bei Dou's arms, trying to see what the leader looked like, only to see that the other man was also tilting his head and looking him up and down.

She was a girl about his age, with long, cherry-white hair styled in a neat Hime cut. She wore a soft, gauze-skirt-style shrine maiden outfit, and seemed both reserved and curious. Japanese-style white over-the-knee stockings encased her creamy-skinned legs, and her small feet were encased in equally small wooden clogs.

Of course, Shen Liang's mental age is definitely not the same as this little girl's; they just look like they are fourteen or fifteen years old.

Shen Liang stared at her for a while, making the little witch feel embarrassed, before finally speaking: "The air humidity on Haiqi Island is extremely high, and even the land is mostly damp. You're wearing white tabi socks or wooden clogs, so why aren't they dirty?"

The little witch was about to answer Beidou's question when she heard this and paused. She subconsciously looked at her own feet and said somewhat confusedly, "I don't know... Maybe it's because I have the Eye of God? The self-cleaning effect of the water-type Eye of God has always been the best among all the Eyes of God."

"The Eye of God can be used like this? How exactly does it work?"

"Draw in seawater, let it swirl around your body, and then cleanse yourself by feeling. The self-cleaning of the water-type God's Eye is like taking a bath without taking off your clothes. I don't know how other types of God's Eyes work, but my God's Eye does it effortlessly."

"Seawater?" Shen Liang pondered for a moment. "Tsk, so you just look clean on the outside, but you're actually very salty?"

"I extracted pure water element! It's even purer than the distilled water extracted in the experiment. You're the one who's lazy!" The little witch, who always considered herself clean and elegant, frowned in dissatisfaction. "How rude of me... I am Coral Palace Heart Sea, the chief priest of Haiqi Island. May I ask who you are?"

"Shen Liang, a mere traveler who came to your blessed land seeking wealth..." Before Shen Liang could finish speaking, Bei Dou tightened his grip on his arm. While apologizing to Coral Palace Xin Hai speechlessly, Bei Dou ordered him to behave himself, saying things like, "Don't underestimate her just because she's a young girl. If you settle down on Haiqi Island and do business, you'll inevitably trouble her in the future. She's a young girl with a temper, and if you offend her, you'll never be able to make any money."

Coral Palace Heart Sea frowned as she watched the boy being thrown back onto the ship, then looked down at her own little feet, suppressing the urge to sniff them in public.

It was winter, the sun was gentle, and the early cherry blossoms on Haiji Island were in full bloom, dazzling like snow. The two young people, dressed in thin spring clothes, never imagined that their encounter would, years later, be recorded in the annals of history by scholars who documented the seven kingdoms, written in the ashes of burning fire, and before the prelude to an iron-clad chaos.

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Hokuto's smuggling mission was to transport military equipment for Kaigoshima. Now that trade with Kaigoshima has been cut off by the Shogunate army, only a fierce person like Hokuto would dare to take on the job.

Because it takes at least a day to inventory the cargo at the dock, and both Beidou and Coral Palace are busy with handovers during this time, Shen Liang's matter will have to wait a few days before it can be dealt with. So for now, Shen Liang is still temporarily arranged to stay on the Death Star. He will probably be officially settled by the priestesses after the cargo handover is completed—this still depends on Beidou's influence.

"It's been almost a year since I last came. Is your... the current human goddess priestess still alive? It's been so long since I had a drink with her!" Hokuto put his arm around Coral Palace Heart Sea's shoulder and called out to Shen Liang from afar, "Liangzi, you wait on the ship for three days. I'll come find you when I'm done with my work. Don't wander off."

Shen Liang nodded, watching Beidou sail away. Then he looked around – the sailors of the Southern Cross fleet had all disembarked to drink, and Wan Ye, the wife of Inazuma, had also long since slipped away. The dock was bustling with activity, and there was nothing for Shen Liang to do.

"Nothing to do for three days? Perfect," Shen Liang said, stretching as he avoided everyone's gaze, a light screen rising behind him. "Go home and cook dinner."

Chapter Three: Stupid Rosalia

Earth, Tokyo, Japan, Bunkyo Ward.

Shen Liang set up the teleportation screen in the bathroom, used the showerhead to wash the mud off his shoes, took a shower, changed into a white bathrobe and slippers, and went to the living room.

This is his home, or more precisely, Shen Liang's home on Earth. Located in Bunkyo Ward, Japan, a well-known affluent area, the property is worth 900,000 yen per square meter. Shen Liang purchased the 27th and 28th floors of this building and combined them to create a duplex apartment.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out. The neon-lit night view was far away from where he was. The hustle and bustle of the sleepless city of Shinjuku or Shibuya could not reach his residence at all. However, the dazzling Tokyo was so different from the feudal magical fantasy world he had just experienced that he lingered in his thoughts for a while.