Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

Then there were small fish, water plants, and sunlight shining through the rippling waves, turning the gradually settling sand into smooth pebbles that playfully walked towards the vast sea.

The slender light permeates the blue sky, and the abyss is boundless, leaving only one person singing alone -

"Please ask her to find me an acre of land."

“Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme”

“Between the sea and the beach”

"Then she will be my true love..."

The man narrowed his eyes, and the same melody gradually faded.

Until the string music finally faded to a low point, about to be drowned out by the clamor of the city, and until the pedestrians who had stopped by finally returned to their own lives, he smiled and looked directly at the girl, his singing voice as soft as the fine sand on the riverbed like a whisper:

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair...?"

Such an ancient and famous song has naturally been sung by countless people. Even if you hear the melody at some time and place and feel familiar with it, it is not uncommon.

——For Bao Deng Zheli, this is a song about "the happiest girl in the world."

Asking the beloved one an impossible task, but "Even so, I still love you deeply", "The vow to be with you makes me extremely happy", "Thank you", and then goodbye...

The touching feeling at that moment condensed into a smile looking back in the setting sun, and condensed into a tall hat dancing under the sunset.

He had thought it was just a fleeting emotion in a fictional work. When he recalled that crude image, he might have just hypocritically recounted the tears he had shed, putting that fabricated heart away.

But for some reason, I suddenly understood it now.

"I once vowed to stay with her forever. Being able to make such a vow gave me great peace."

The lines and images performed by the voice actors with passion echoed in my mind, but what I saw before my eyes was just an ordinary girl who had never shouldered any heavy responsibilities or faced any crisis.

But even though she was like that, he vowed to be with her forever.

So no matter what others say, I must be the happiest person in the world right now...

"Huh." Bao Deng Zheli put away the makeshift guitar he had created using his "genetic factors," put his hands on his hips, and gave Nagasaki Suyo a bright smile. "How's it going?"

Su Shi smiled softly, "It sounds good. But what happened? He suddenly started singing."

"I was inspired to dedicate this song to my beloved."

“…Is that so?”

The girl's eyes suddenly became vague, and she quietly moved away from the man's face. She raised her hand and rubbed it against her hair, trying to cool her burning cheeks with the cool back of her palm. Even her usually calm voice became a little insincere:

"It would be great if it could be conveyed—"

“————It’ll definitely reach you!!”

Suddenly there was a huge and loud sound, like a tidal wave coming.

"...?"

Nagasaki Suye's thoughts stagnated for a moment, and she could only turn her head blankly and look in the direction where the sound came from.

From among the gradually thinning crowd of people, a girl in a neat kimono made her way through the crowd and into their world. Her eyes were shining, her face flushed, and at first glance, she looked excited and thrilled.

The strange girl looked at Su Shi. The strange expression on Su Shi's face seemed to concern her. However, this slight curiosity could not suppress the excitement surging in the girl's heart. She still chose to look at Bao Deng Zheli and said in a hasty tone with a bit of helplessness:

"Big Brother, are you the holder of the 'Eye of God'?"

"Eh? Me?" Zhe Li, like Su Shi, was not expecting that someone would talk to them.

He thought for a moment and shook his head, "No. I don't have the 'Eye of God'... What's wrong?"

"Eh, but my sister said that only the 'Eye of God' can hide things all at once... Ah, no! That's not what I meant to ask!" The girl shook her hands vigorously, then leaned forward, staring at Zheli with shining eyes, and said, "Big Brother, are you an 'idol'?"

"Huh? ...idol?"

Zhe Li blinked and looked at Su Shi at each other.

"No... I can only say that I'm in a band... Why do you think I'm an idol?"

"Eh? Not really?" The girl shuddered, a look of dejection and despair on her face. "But Miss Alice said that 'idols' are just that kind of shining, shining beings who heal people's hearts with their singing and dancing—could she have made a mistake again?"

"You're not wrong. Idols are indeed that kind of thing."

Zhe Li spread his hands, looking puzzled.

"But I'm not that kind of person, am I?"

"That's not the case!"

The girl stood on tiptoe seriously, trying to increase her height to increase her persuasiveness.

"I understood it after hearing this song. The 'idol' I admire is someone who can sing songs like this and bring smiles to people's faces. ——Yes! Someone who's like an older brother!"

At the end, she even clenched her fists and shook them in front of her chest, as if she had to express her sincerity.

"Oops..."

Su Shi glanced at Zhe Li lightly, and at first showed a somewhat awkward and complicated expression, but after a few seconds he just smiled helplessly.

"It seems that you, Zheli, have been pestered by some strange girl again."

Even though the atmosphere was good just now—

"...What do you mean by 'again'? Don't make me sound like a weirdo magnet, okay?"

Zhe Li was even more puzzled than Su Shi.

Doesn't he know the little girl in front of him?

Chapter 19: Autumn Frost and Falling Maple Leaves, Snow Clears and Meets the Plum Tree: Chapter : "Idol"

A few months ago, Kamisato Yashiki.

"Ms. Linghua, what is this book?"

Hiiragi Chinana raised her eyes and asked a girl who was sitting facing the window.

The girl paused for a moment and slowly turned her head - her long hair, as silvery as snow, was combed into a princess style, and under her bangs that reached her eyebrows, her crystal blue eyes were like clear lake water filled with a gentle mood.

Kamisato Ayaka, known as the "White Egret Princess" by the people of Inazuma, is the eldest daughter of the Kamisato family, the "Shrine Magistrate." Her beauty and noble character are deeply admired by the people. Like Kamisato Ayato, the young master of the Kamisato family, the siblings control the affairs of the Shrine Magistrate at a young age.

Hiiragi Chinana has always admired this "White Egret Princess".

Ayaka, the younger sister of the same generation of the magistrate, was only a year or two older than her, but already renowned. China also aspired to be as powerful as Ayaka.

"Just call me Ayaka, Miss China."

Kamisato Ayaka first gently corrected the address, then slowly stood up and walked towards Hiiragi China who was standing by the bookshelf.

"This book..." Kamisato, always wearing a faint smile, glanced at the cover of the book in Chinana's hand. Her expression, seemingly impassive and unfazed, froze for a moment. She opened her mouth slightly, but nothing came out. After a while, she replied, "Yes, it was left by Ms. Alice..."

"'Idol'."

Chinana murmured the words she had learned from the book.

I just felt that the silver-haired girl in front of me was exactly the same as the image described in the book.

Elegant, noble, dazzling... always brings smiles to everyone's faces——

……

"I want to be an 'idol' too!"

The girl looked closely at Baodeng Zheli, and there was not a trace of gloom in her bright smile.

Zheli had a momentary misconception. It was as if he hadn't arrived in Genshin Impact, but rather in The Idolmaster: Japanese Girls. It turned out that what he was experiencing wasn't an adventure in another world, but rather being an idol producer in another world.

"That's why I'm not an 'idol.'" Zhe Li crouched down slightly, looking at the girl straight in the eye. He said in a slow voice, "But I think your dream is great."

“Eh?…Ah wow wow wow—”

The girl blinked, then suddenly took two steps back in panic, pressing her cheeks.

Zhe Li was very puzzled. He shouldn't have said anything strange, right?

He tilted his head to look for confirmation at Nagasaki Suyo, only to receive a similarly bewildered look from the girl. It seemed not that his comprehension wasn't flawed, but rather that the girl before him was genuinely odd.

"Um, uh! I don't have Mora with me right now..."

"?"Do I look like I'm blackmailing someone?

Noticing Zheli's sinister expression, the girl seemed to have a huge exclamation point pop up above her head. She suddenly stood up straight, tightened her shoulders, bowed to the two of them, and smiled widely.

"My name is China!"

"...Oh, oh. Hello, China."

"And, um, since I didn't bring Mora..."

The girl named China reached back and untied her bun. Her long, coiled hair fell over her shoulders and back. She smoothed down the slightly kinked strands before she lifted the jeweled golden bun and held it in her palm, handing it to Baodeng Zheli.

"please!"

Zhe Li looked at her serious expression with his mouth open, paused for a second or two, and did not take it. Instead, he asked in a low voice: "Why are you giving this to me?"

"Huh?" Chinae was stunned by the question and tilted her head. "But, shouldn't we pay attention to the performance after listening to it? Everyone does that. There was a shamisen player just now..."

"You have a point. But—"

Zhe Li simply squatted down, looked up at the girl slightly, and stared into her eyes.

"Street performers are a different story. Look, the people who just passed by me didn't throw money at me, did they?"

"Eh? That's true... Why?" China frowned, then tapped her cheek with her hand, lost in thought. After a moment, she muttered, "Could it be that everyone else forgot to bring Mora, just like me?"

"...Most people wouldn't forget to bring money when they come to the market."

From this perspective, the girl in front of him named China is probably not an ordinary person.

"Anyway, try to think about it—" Seeing that Chinae didn't seem to understand the reason at all, Zheli imagined a scenario: "Suppose, one day, you become an idol, build a stage near the market, sing and dance happily on it, and bring smiles to everyone's faces."

"Oh oh!" Chinae's eyes lit up, and she was obviously quickly attracted by this imagined scene.

"Then, the people who arranged the stage for you said that even people who happened to be passing by the market on their way to shop would come and pay you a mola just because they heard a word of your singing."

"Hey hey!?" Qiannai screamed with her hands covering her mouth, waving her fists and saying, "How can this be! Bad guys like this, I'll let Daddy punish them."

Zhe Li nodded with satisfaction, "Right? So, you shouldn't feel that you should pay me Mora just because of this."

"Well, put it that way! It seems to be true." Chinae showed a conflicted expression.

...Is this child a little too naive?

"Also, this hair bun—it looks precious. Is it a gift from your family?"

Zhe Li's gaze lingered for a moment on the small gemstone embedded in her bun. Though its size made it appear plain at first glance, its color and transparency betrayed the meticulous crafting of a fine stone. To be able to craft such a gem into jewelry, and to give it to such an innocent little girl...

Her background is probably not just "not simple", it is at least to the extent that "everyone knows her" or "everyone dares not take action against her after knowing her background".

Or perhaps, among the numerous gazes in the crowd, there are several gazes coming from her family?

"Hmm!" Zheli was thinking when he saw Qiannai nod vigorously, her little face flushed, and she was very excited: "My sister gave it to me on my last birthday!"

"Then, you shouldn't just give it to others casually."

"But, but..." Chinana shrank back shyly, as if feeling a little ashamed. "Sister said, 'Those who work hard should be rewarded accordingly.' I can't just listen to big brother's performance without giving anything in return!"

"Oh my." Zhe Li scratched his head.

Chinana's words can't be said to be "wrong", but...

Would it be such a distressing thing to meet such a stubborn child who chooses good in the real world?

If the other person were an adult, Zhe Li might try to persuade them. But this was a child. If he could so easily shake the correct values ​​that a child had cultivated since childhood, and let them learn bad habits when they grow up... he couldn't shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "Well, how about remembering to bring Mora with you next time we meet?"

"Huh? Is it okay?" Chinae widened her eyes.

"In the adult world, this is called 'buying on credit.'" He tightened his face and said seriously, "The seller trusts the buyer and allows him to pay the balance next time he comes to shop. It's the same now. Because I trust Xiao Qianna, so next time you come, just bring Mora with you."

"Oh! So there's such a wonderful thing as 'buying on credit'!"

Qianai repeated it solemnly. Her expression, as if she had learned a profound lesson, made Zheli want to laugh.

"Big brother is so awesome. He even knows something like this. He seems even more awesome than the teachers!"

"I'm not that great." Zhe Li smiled helplessly.

This child was probably a tutor or a private school teacher. It was so tragic that his many years of teaching experience were easily defeated by an undocumented illegal immigrant.