Genshin Impact: Watch me turn the tables and kill my servants at the start!

When Fanes pushed open the door to the suite on the top floor of the Goethe Hotel, Little Milk was sitting on a chair by the window with a palm-sized notebook spread out on his lap.

The little girl had changed back into her dark gray short jacket, but there were still some damp stains at the hem.

Fanes took off his coat and hung it on the coat hook by the door. Before he could even sit down, the little milk tablet spoke up, his voice as calm as if he were reporting a well-organized experimental record.

"I collected water samples from three different areas of the water park. The microbial concentration in one area was significantly higher than in the other two, and long-term exposure could pose a risk of skin diseases."

Fanes paused, his hand still holding his coat. He turned to look at the little boy: "When did you collect the water sample? No, you really did go to collect a water sample for testing!"

The little girl opened the notebook and turned it towards Fanes. On the page was a row of simple tables: "Collected during the time I was squatting by the fountain. Stored in sealed sampling tubes that I carried with me, and completed the preliminary tests in a ventilated area on the way back."

Fanes glanced down at the form for two seconds, then looked up: "Claire squatted next to Blackie, you stayed there, and I sat there too. She wasn't the only one who's been in that water."

The little girl closed her notebook: "Klee spends the most time in the shallow water. Also, she's younger, her skin is more delicate, and her defenses aren't as strong as an adult's. If she were alone, the risk would be higher."

Fanes stood quietly in the center of the room for a moment, then turned and walked out of the room, down the corridor to the door of the next room, and knocked twice.

Rosalind opened the door and saw Fanes standing there. Before she could ask him what he wanted, Fanes spoke up: "Is Keli here?"

Rosalind stepped aside to let him see what was inside the room—Claire was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a half-peeled orange in her hand, and a rubber duck that she had just taken out of her backpack was at her feet.

Seeing Fanes standing in the doorway, Cleo popped a peeled orange segment into her mouth and mumbled, "What's wrong? Are we going to eat?"

Fanes glanced at her hand still holding the orange, then at the water stains on her face that weren't completely dried: "You spent so much time at the water park today, the water quality test results aren't very good. You need to take another shower."

Klee looked down at her clothes, which were completely dry. "But I changed my clothes after I got back."

Fanes said, "A change of clothes isn't enough. You need to take a shower. I'll have Sister Rosalind take you to get a proper shower."

After Fanes finished speaking, he turned and went to the end of the corridor to knock on another door. "Little Black, come out."

Little Black's head peeked out from the crack in the door, with several dark watermarks still remaining on the scales on its head that hadn't completely dried.

Xiao Hei twitched its ears, as if using that action to confirm that its condition had recovered to an acceptable level.

Fanes crouched down and looked at it: "You've been soaking in that water too. Although your skin's scales are thicker than a human's, I still recommend you wash it thoroughly. Go wash it over at the Cider Lake."

After hearing this, Xiao Hei pulled its head back inside the door. A moment later, it flew out of the window, its dark silhouette gliding towards the direction of the wine lake in the twilight, quickly merging into the darkening sky.

Fanes straightened up, turned, and walked back to his room. The little boy was still sitting in the chair by the window, his laptop closed and resting on his lap. Fanes glanced at him from the doorway: "You need to shower too. You've been squatting there for at least an hour."

The little girl placed her notebook on the windowsill: "I only came into contact with the air near the water's surface. My feet only got a little wet, and that part dried naturally on the way back."

Fanes entered the room: "Wash."

The little milk tablet slid down from the windowsill. Fanes turned and went into the bathroom to fill the tub with water. The steam condensed into a thin layer of mist on the mirror, which slowly flowed down the edge of the mirror, forming a thinning water mark as it closed.

Fanes stood at the bathroom door, reaching out to test the water temperature: "It's ready. Go in and shower, come out in half an hour."

Little Milk stood at the doorway, glancing down at the pool of steaming water, as if estimating the time it would take to complete a full cycle based on the density and diffusion speed of the steam. Then he stepped inside, and the door closed behind him.

Fañes walked to the window and looked towards the direction of the Cider Lake in the distance—dusk was slowly gathering along the shoreline, and there was a moving arc-shaped water mark on the lake surface, as if someone was slowly circling in the center of the lake, and that black dot was slowly moving along the shoreline.

Fanes looked away and stood by the window for a while. A little girl's voice came from inside the door: "What brand of shampoo do you use? Its pH level might be a bit too high for fine, soft hair."

Fanes, standing in the living room, replied, "With soap."

There was a moment of silence inside the room, followed by the distinctive sound of a bottle being opened and liquid being poured out: "Are you sure this temperature was chosen based on a comfortable value, and not the upper limit of the pipeline's performance parameters?"

Fanes sat down in the living room: "Ask me one more question and I'll come in and turn off the water for you. And hurry up and wash me, I need to wash too later!"