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

Yakoda stood in the doorway of her hotel room, clutching an encrypted communication that had just been sent from Zhidong. She knocked twice, and a muffled "Come in" came from inside.

Jakoda pushed open the door and went in, and saw Fanes lying face down on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, the blanket only covering his waist, with a section of his back exposed.

Fanes' posture looked as if he had just finished a strenuous physical activity and hadn't had time to recover.

Yakoda stood by the bed, glanced down at his condition, and placed the communication device on the bedside table: "Boss, young man, you need to be careful. You can't beat those three pesky vixens. The three of them combined are comparable to a small army. You're going to fight an entire army alone, without any supplies. That's not a wise strategic choice."

Fanes remained lying on the bed, his voice muffled from under the pillow: "Never mind that. I'm happy with it."

Yakoda looked at him and paused for a moment. "You can't reason with a damned devil. Winter has sent word that they've discovered traces of stragglers in Sumeru and want us to go retrieve the Heart of God. Do you think you can hold out until the day we set off, or do you need to adjust your pace and condition first?"

Fanes rolled over, lying on his back, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "Okay, okay, I'll go in a couple of days. I'm going to see Ray today, just in time to finish one round."

Fanes sat up in bed and stretched his shoulders. "After tonight, I should be much better off."

Yakoda looked at his still confident demeanor, stood there for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door. Before crossing the threshold, she turned her head and said, "Indeed, lust is a dangerous thing. You must be more careful in the future."

After leaving the room, Yakoda paused for a moment. "By the way, I wonder how Xiaofu is doing lately."

Yakoda's voice came from the corridor, but was quickly drowned out by the sounds of the distant market.

When Fanes put on his coat, opened the door, and went outside, it was already dark. He walked a short distance along the stone steps leading to the castle tower, stopped at the entrance of a side hall, and went inside.

Lei Yingdian was sitting at a low table by the window, a light novel open in front of her, and a string of untouched tricolor dumplings beside her. She looked up when she heard the door open, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment: "You're here earlier than usual today."

Fanes sat down opposite her: "Nothing much happening today."

Lei closed the light novel and placed it on the table, glancing at him sideways: "So, you should get some rest early tonight?"

Fanes leaned back in his chair: "No rush."

Fanes sat there watching Ray's movie, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he spoke: "You seem a little nervous."

Lei Movie remained leaning against the edge of the table: "No."

Fanes reached out and picked up the teacup in front of her, taking a sip. "Don't be shy, this is the first time. You're making me feel a little strange."

Lei Yingdian's gaze lingered on the rim of the teacup for a moment: "...Don't say that."

Fanes put the teacup back on the table: "Since you won't let me speak, then I'll have to take action."

The creaking of the bed continued until midnight. After the first round, Fanes rolled over and lay back on his pillow, feeling his arm aching in an abnormal way, and even his fingers were trembling slightly.

Fanes turned his head to look at Ray, who showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever, her posture almost unchanged from when he had just lain down.

Just as Fanes was about to speak, Ray turned to face him and said, "No, you're telling me it's not okay now?"

Fanes opened her mouth, but before she could form a coherent answer, she sat up again: "You have to do it, whether you want to or not."

In the middle of the night, the bed started making noises again.

The next morning, Kujo Sara pushed open the door to the side hall of the castle tower. She had arrived early that day, intending to present several documents that needed to be verified in person to the shogun before the routine briefing began.

As she pushed open the door, her gaze instinctively swept towards the low table—no one was there. Kujo Sara then looked towards the windowsill—still no one. Then her eyes fell on the bed inside the room, and she froze.

Lei Yingdian was leaning against the headboard, his posture natural and his expression normal, holding a cup of tea that had gone mostly cold. Fanes was lying on his side next to him, his eyes still closed, the blanket covering his shoulders, his face carrying a sense of tranquility that transcended exhaustion.

Kujo Sara stood in the doorway, still in the position of pushing the door open, the edge of the stack of documents in her hand slowly tightening at her fingertips. She looked at the two people on the bed, then down at the stack of documents in her hand, and then her gaze slowly shifted towards the windowsill: "...No, how could my idol do this?"

Lei put down his teacup, his tone still calm: "Saro, is there anything you need to report?"

Kujo Sara stood there, her hand tightening its grip on the stack of documents for a moment before she placed it on the low cabinet by the door. Her voice remained as composed and restrained as ever: "No. I've come to the wrong room. Please continue."

After Kujo Sara finished speaking, she turned and walked out. The sound of the door closing behind her was slightly louder than usual, and the corridor quickly returned to silence.

Fanes, his eyes still closed, spoke from under the covers: "...Did she see that just now?"

Lei Yingdong, holding her cup of tea, said calmly, "I saw it."

Fanes paused for a moment, then said, "What if she...?"

Lei Yingdian took another sip of tea: "She's gone. Don't worry."

Lei put down his teacup, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Fanes, his eyes still closed, said, "...I need to catch my breath."

Lei picked up the light novel again and opened it: "Then let's take it slow."