[Genshin Impact] A world where only travelers are alone

Cecilia didn't think much about it and directly opened the curtains. Unexpectedly, a figure appeared in the dark night outside the house. It was completely different from the wind elf she had initially guessed.

The man was wearing a white robe, with only half of his face exposed.

Although she couldn't see the face clearly, Cecilia felt that he looked familiar for some reason, and this sense of déjà vu reached its peak when the uninvited guest stretched out his finger and wrote "Good evening" on the glass.

He knocked on the glass, with the corners of his lips curved obediently, as if asking, "Can you let me in?"

But Cecilia just stared at him in a daze, until the person outside the house tilted his head in confusion again, then she hurriedly opened the window to let him in. As a result, after the person came in through the window, before he could stand firmly, she threw herself into the arms of the person who came in and hugged him.

"Huh? So sudden? I thought you would ask who I am first?" There was a sense of surprise and flattery in the clear voice.

Cecilia didn't expect that she would do this suddenly. She was even more surprised than him. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand in embarrassment, the wind elf hugged her back. "But it feels so good to be recognized without saying anything. It would be too tiring to have to talk so much like I did when I was negotiating with Madam Lawrence."

This action lasted for a long time before the wind elf let go. The next second, he put his head on her shoulder again and sighed, "I was thinking of scaring you when I came in, but you suddenly hugged me and scared me first."

Cecilia was stunned.

"Yes, take a look if you don't believe me!" The wind elf looked up with interest and pulled down the hood of his robe so that she could see his current appearance clearly. "Ding ding! Exactly the same as the boy! When you see it, do you also think that it is the boy's ghost who has come to see you?"

His tone was cheerful, but Cecilia felt as if she had been suddenly hit by a stick.

The wind elf frowned in distress: "Don't make such an expression, it's as ugly as crying."

For the non-human wind elf, death is just a concept. He vaguely realized the fragility of human beings, and he felt sad because of it. But for everyone who dares to resist the demon god in the sky, death is just the destination. When the ideal is realized, everything is worthy of death.

So after absorbing Diocletian's power and being able to transform into a human form, he transformed into the appearance of a young boy, as if it were a legacy or a commemoration.

"Look, now I can play the piano he left behind."

The xylophone that was retrieved from the battlefield, once carefully wiped clean, was now covered with scratches, but its clear tone was still intact.

The wind elf plucked the strings of the harp, playing the tune that the boy often played.

"Fly, fly."

"Like a bird flying."

"See this world for me..."

"Fly high into the sky for me."

When the piano music stopped, Cecilia was already in tears.

She had not spent a long time with the boy, only half a year at most, but even so, that person still left a deep impression in her memory. She could not imagine what the boy's death meant to the wind elf who had been with him for the longest time.

Even though he kept telling himself not to be sad, wasn't he also talking to himself?
But no matter how much he kept comforting himself that the boy died for his ideals, and this was a good ending for him. Even the boy himself joked before he actually went to the battlefield that it might be good to die in the place closest to freedom, but who doesn't want to witness the new world with their own eyes?
The wind elf lowered his eyes and gently wiped away her tears.

This time he did not say anything to persuade her, but waited quietly until Cecilia calmed down before speaking again: "Okay, okay, girls have to be pretty. If you cry for too long, you will become a kitten. Um... Come to think of it, I have never seen a kitten. I only heard from people outside that it can now enter and leave the territory freely. Do you want to go and see it?"

Although he only mentioned this on a whim, the wind elf seemed to have really started to think about it. He stroked his chin in thought, and from time to time he crossed his arms and showed a distressed expression.

"But traveling alone is bound to be lonely. Cecilia, would you like to go out with me and take a look?" He extended his hand to her and asked for her opinion.

As he moved, the white robe was lifted slightly.

Cecilia just glanced there subconsciously, and was instantly dazzled by the large area of ​​skin color. She didn't even have time to express her doubts. Her good upbringing made her cover her eyes as quickly as possible.

Wind Elf:?

Because of the injury on her neck, Cecilia couldn't say it directly, and she didn't dare to take her hands off her eyes. She shook her head for a long time but the wind elf couldn't understand what she meant.

The latter had to offer to cover her eyes, so that Cecilia could use her hands free to gesture.

After he understood, he could no longer deal with the wind elf. He wrapped his robe tightly and persuaded Cecilia again and again before she was finally willing to look at him again.

Under Cecilia's accusing eyes, he tactically covered his lips and coughed lightly, but the curve of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter what: "Although I am not a human, I still know that humans have to wear clothes. It's just that my clothes are a little bit small..."

Seeing her skeptical expression, the wind elf repeated: "It's really just a little bit." Then, Cecilia saw how much he meant by "a little bit".

The pure white clothing only covered a few important parts, and the exposed abdomen and legs were almost blindingly white. But what made Cecilia feel even more incredible was the pair of wings behind him, which were completely invisible when he was wearing a robe.

As if she was not used to being exposed like this, her sensitive wing tips trembled slightly. Cecilia tried to hold back, but she couldn't help but took out a piece of paper and wrote her question on it: [Can I touch it? ]

"Eh? It should... be okay, right?" The wind elf's tone was a little uncertain. After all, he had never tried to touch his own wings. His only impression of them was that they flew really fast, much faster than the previous small wings.

After getting the nod, Cecilia finally stopped being polite and reached out to touch it.

As a result, an unexpected thing happened. When the girl touched him, the wind elf trembled subconsciously, as if he felt an itch in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to slap her hand away. However, seeing that Cecilia was very interested and couldn't let go of her, he couldn't say no and had to cover his mouth and endure it.

It was not until Cecilia had touched him enough that he turned his head away in a trance, with red at the corners of his eyes, looking as if he had been touched badly, which made Cecilia blush.

But he himself didn't know that his feelings were already shown on his face, and he was still thinking about hiding it, so he brought up the previous topic again: "...Well, so you want to go with me?"

【Now?】Cecilia was still hesitant.

"Of course not now—" The wind elf smiled at her with his beautiful green eyes, "I just blew away the ice and snow near the territory. I'm so tired now. Let me have a good rest here—"

Just like countless times before, he lay down on Cecilia's bed quite naturally, and perhaps because he was really tired, he fell asleep without even waiting for the latter's answer.

Cecilia didn't know what he had done before. After all, all the news about the wind elves so far she had heard from Vanilara.

She woke up too late. Gunhild and Leggenfind had already recovered and devoted themselves to the reconstruction work. Only she was ordered by Vanilara to stay in the room and have a good rest because her wounds had not healed. So until now she had no idea what the situation was outside.

But listening to what the wind elf just said, it seemed that there had been earth-shaking changes outside, and was he the source of the changes?

Cecilia lay down next to the wind elf and observed him carefully.

At this point, how could she not see the relationship between the wind elf and Wendy? It was just hard to believe. After all, the current timeline was 1,600 years ago, an era where it was impossible for anyone she knew to appear no matter how hard she looked at it.

But if they are elemental elves, it can be explained. The lifespan of elemental life is endless, and as long as the elements of Teyvat exist, they will be immortal.

But why would Teacher Wendy choose to enter Lawrence's house and become her tutor like an ordinary person?
Cecilia didn't want to think too much about Wendy, but she couldn't convince herself that she was really willing to endure the Lawrence family's sarcasm just for the sake of teaching.

If everything that happened during the trial was true, perhaps it could be explained by the fact that he just came to visit me, but if that was the case, why didn't he ever show it?

But if this is just an illusion——

Cecilia took a deep breath and felt the wound on her neck hurt even more.

She didn't want to think about it anymore. At least at this moment, she hoped to trust the man who had always guided her.

So Cecilia closed her eyes and fell asleep with the wind elf.

*
The next morning, Cecilia was awakened by a knock on the door.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Although she was still a little confused, she subconsciously opened the door for the visitor, and then saw Vanilarui holding breakfast.

"Good morning, Cecilia." The woman smiled brightly. "Do you mind if I have dinner with you today?"

Cecilia nodded subconsciously, but she always felt that she seemed to have forgotten something. Before she could think about it, Vanilari urged her to wash up, and she put the things on the table first.

She ignorantly did as she was told, until she was washing her face when she suddenly remembered that there was a wind elf on her bed!

Cecilia hurried out and happened to see Vanilarai holding a quilt and staring at the wind elf on the bed.

She couldn't speak, and she was too guilty to speak in this situation. She hid behind the door with her neck shrunk and continued to watch what would happen next.

Then she saw Vanilarare trying to put on a kind smile, covering the quilt again on the wind elf, and gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Barbatos, can you please tell me why you are in the bed of my lovely junior?"

(End of this chapter)