Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

It is Barzebu's most perfect masterpiece.

Of course, this doll is not yet finished, and has not yet truly been born into this world—Qingnuoyan wants to take advantage of the gap before the completion of the project to add something to the depths of the heartless doll.

From this day forward, Raiden Shin will no longer be Raiden Shin... or rather, not just Raiden Shin.

Today is the best time, because lightning is not in the castle tower.

She went to argue with Inazuma Takakuni... Kiyono Rai.

the reason is simple.

Kiyono Raimei opposes Narukami's idea of ​​abandoning his body... This is the first argument between Kiyono Raimei and Narukami. In the next three hundred years, the conflict will become more and more intense, until the last hundred years, when Narukami completely breaks with the Pillar of the Nation and never sees him again.

"I'm about to become a doll, and before that, I have one last request."

Zhen suddenly said softly.

"What are the requirements?" Qing Nuoyan asked.

"Milk dumplings".

She tilted her head and smiled, the bright spring sunlight reflecting in her eyes, scattering a gentle glow. "The doll may not be able to taste it, I want to try it one last time."

"Shadow is coming back."

General Lei Dian's consciousness was rapidly merging with Zhen's, and his tightly closed eyes trembled slightly.

"So you'd better hurry up!" He was as stubborn as a child. "Hurry up—"

"I've given you all my dreams, so it's not too much to ask for a milk dumpling as one last treat... is it?"

...Really!

Qing Nuoyan sighed helplessly.

Next to the castle tower is a kitchen, which was originally used by Kiyono Raimei. As his attendant, he also took on the job of cooking. However, due to his many years of military campaigns, the kitchen has been abandoned for a long time.

Fortunately, the ingredients are changed daily and are always very fresh.

The sticky, soft glutinous rice balls were pressed by the boy's slender fingers. He poured fresh milk into them, waited for them to slowly mix and blend, then reshaped them and put them into the steamer.

Light streamed through the window lattice, falling on the boy's profile, while the swaying silhouette of the sycamore tree was scattered across his face.

Lei Dian stared quietly at Qing Nuoyan's profile, tilting his head without saying a word.

She is slowly merging with the doll.

Unlike Lei's films where the protagonist abandons his physical body to become a puppet, Zhen completely becomes a puppet.

Her emotions were slowly being overwhelmed, submerged in the doll, submerged in the machinery and gears; she used to love to smile, and now she still wanted to smile, but she found that she could no longer smile.

General Thunder cannot smile.

The fusion process went smoothly because her heart was truly light and she didn't have much to lose. She had given her heaviest possession—her dream—to Qingnuoyan, so the fusion process went very smoothly.

The milk dumplings are ready.

She looked at the milk dumplings, pure white like light snowflakes, seemingly about to melt at any moment, and exuding a faint fragrance that lingered in the early spring sunset.

General Thunder stiffly picked up a ball of dough; it felt very soft to the touch.

She parted her thin lips slightly and gently put it in her mouth. The slightly sweet and slightly astringent aftertaste... was exactly the same as the usual taste, reminding her of those springs from the past, springs that could never be returned to.

She lowered her eyes.

Those days are so distant, so distant that they seem as if they never existed.

Memories of the past are long and distant. In spring, cherry blossoms fall softly. Raiden Shinichi says to Kiyono Raimei, who is still a guard, "Make a dessert that the Shadow will like."

"I don't know... if Ying will like it. But I'm very happy, I think it's great."

"If Ying likes it too, will you still make it for me to eat?"

"Or perhaps Ying doesn't like it. Would you be my chef? Milk or dumplings, which do you prefer?"

At that time, Kiyono Raimei earnestly told her, "No matter what the situation, I will cook for real people, and I will always be a real chef."

What should this dish be called?

"...Let's call it Milk Dumplings."

General Thunder lowered her eyes, her mind slowly becoming empty, her emotions gradually dissipating and blurring. As she savored the taste of the milk dumpling, her shoulders trembled slightly.

That feeling... is slowly dying.

Not reconciled.

I've never felt so resentful before.

Thoughts and feelings that cannot be conveyed.

If she cannot express herself, if she can no longer express herself, if she continues to choose to ignore it, if she willingly accepts it, her heart will die completely in the grave, in this empty dollhouse.

Not reconciled.

"Is it not tasty?"

Qingnuoyan asked.

But before he could finish speaking, he froze.

The doll gently embraced him, the leisurely spring sunshine covering them, their cheeks close together.

"It doesn't taste good," she said stubbornly. "Don't put milk in it."

"But milk dumplings can't be without milk..."

The puppet stared at Qing Nuoyan, and Qing Nuoyan could feel the light in its eyes fading rapidly, along with the emotions, like the setting sun falling on the mountain. In an instant, it would fall completely, the sky would lose all color, and it would become nothing more than a puppet.

"Do you prefer milk more, or dumplings more?"

But in that moment of falling, the setting sun, the sunlight it emitted, and the dying emotions it conveyed—

So dazzling...and beautiful.

"We will meet again."

Qingnuoyan stared at General Leidian, his eyes lowered.

"...Four hundred years from now, I will make a qingtuan (a type of glutinous rice dumpling)."

-

When Rai and Kiyono Raimei finished arguing and returned to the castle tower, they found that the doll was not in the attic, but in the abandoned kitchen.

The bright spring sunshine bathed the doll's exquisite profile, and cherry blossoms fell softly, creating an eternal painting.

-

P.S.: Phew, time for a long nap!

This book's last leave of absence

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Chapter 150 'I'll be waiting for you at the end of time'

Fox Palace is about to die.

A dark calamity swept across Narukami Island, and grayish-white filth, like a shooting star, trailed in the night sky, leaving a dark trajectory before falling to the ground once more.

This is the second disaster that Inazuma has suffered since the fall of Canria.

The sacred cherry tree was still in full bloom, its pure white cherry blossoms falling softly to the ground, purifying this polluted land. But disaster gradually eroded that pure white, slowly tainting it with gloom.

The origin of the Divine Cherry Tree is unverifiable; it seems to have existed on this land from the very beginning.

As the current head priest of Narukami Taisha Shrine, Kosai-miya is obligated to protect the sacred cherry tree.

She would never forget the first time she saw the sacred cherry tree. The crimson cherry blossoms stirred the leisurely spring light, turning half of the sky red. That beauty and that breathtaking grandeur were deeply imprinted in her heart.

The sacred cherry tree protects Inazuma, and she is responsible for protecting the sacred cherry tree; that's fair.

But now she is going to die.

The dark calamity had corrupted her soul.

Fox Palace knew that it was already defiled.

Her snow-white fox tail drooped, her bright golden eyes were tinged with gray-yellow, and her cool and delicate face was covered with crimson marks, a sign of being corrupted; Fox Palace lowered her ears, her white shrine maiden dress trailing in the dust, covered in dust, no longer as bright and beautiful as before.

As she drew closer to death, she thought more and more about the days she had lived.

Those gatherings under the cherry blossom trees, gatherings where everyone was present.

Tall trees and green leaves, cicadas chirping hoarsely, cherry blossoms swaying and their shadows rippling, several jugs of plum wine prepared, to be drunk together from dawn till dusk.

True, Shadow, Yuri, Mikoto Chiyo... and that guy...

Everyone is here.

The past scenes are becoming increasingly blurry, and the past memories are fading away.

But this was ultimately impossible. Her consciousness was corrupted and gradually merged into this cursed land. Those memories and emotions were recorded deep within the earth's veins, and would exist in this world in a distorted form. From then on, she was no longer Fox Palace.

She is no longer the Fox Palace.

Then who is she?

She is filth.

They are monsters that should be expelled.

It's so frustrating...

Before she closed her eyes, she saw the dark calamity fall to the ground, and the divine cherry tree sway precariously, its cherry blossoms scattering and fluttering down to the ground...

But who will she be after the flowers have faded?

"Your name is Hana Sanri, and you are my friend."

Before the flowers faded, in her hazy consciousness, she heard the boy's voice.

The calamity struck the boy, but then vanished.