Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

"What's wrong, Ayaka? Are you still feeling unwell? Did you feel dizzy earlier?"

He thought she was suffering from blood deficiency due to a nosebleed.

Under his focused gaze, Ayaka Kamisato became even more flustered and hurriedly shook her head, her voice barely audible.

"No, no... I'm just... I'm just a little weak..."

She was too embarrassed to say that it was because he held her hand that her legs went weak.

"No energy?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen frowned even more deeply, tightening his grip on her hand, almost transferring half of his support to her.

"Have you been too tired lately? I shouldn't have let you watch me practice sword for so long just now, you must have gotten sunburned."

"Come on, walk slowly, stay close to me, it's okay."

As he spoke, Yi Chen naturally moved his arm closer to her, allowing her shoulder to rest lightly against his arm for more stable support.

Ayaka Kamisato: "!!!"

The sensation of the boy's strong arm against her shoulder made her stiffen and her breathing quicken.

That crisp, pleasant scent lingered even more clearly around my nose.

Leaning against him…

This thought almost caused her brain to overheat and shut down.

But she was so attached to this warmth and sense of security that her body made the choice before her will.

She didn't put all her weight on him, but instead pressed her arms closer to him, feeling the reassuring strength supporting her weak legs.

The two walked slowly along the garden path where cherry blossoms were fluttering in an extremely intimate manner.

The shadows were elongated in the sunlight, overlapping closely as if it were meant to be.

Ayaka Kamisato lowered her head, not daring to look at Yichen at all. She could only hear her own heart pounding like a drum, and the clear and concerned voice of the boy beside her.

She felt that the journey was both short and long, wishing it could go on forever, yet also fearing that her unusual reaction would eventually be noticed by the oblivious guy beside her.

Yi Chen, however, remained stuck in the stereotypical straight-male mindset that "Ling Hua is unwell and needs care," carefully protecting her as if afraid she might fall or get hurt again. He was completely unaware that he was the culprit behind the girl's "abnormal" behavior.

This misalignment in perception made the atmosphere at that moment even more ambiguous and sweet.

Chapter 25 We Will Win (2400)

On the other side of the dojo courtyard, behind a dense clump of hydrangeas, two pairs of eyes were fixed on a young boy and girl walking slowly and intimately along the cherry blossom path.

It was Ayato Kamisato, who used the excuse of handling official business to secretly slip away to "care" about his sister's situation, and Toma, who was forcibly dragged by the head of the family to "keep watch" but was actually overjoyed inside.

Ayato Kamisato waved his ever-present folding fan, his face still bearing that usual gentle, enigmatic smile. But upon closer inspection, one could see that the curve of his lips was slightly stiffer than usual, and the frequency of his fan-waving was also a little faster.

Looking at Yichen's hand tightly holding his younger sister's, and then at Linghua's meek and obedient demeanor, her cheeks flushed, and how she even needed to lean on his arm to walk...

Ayato Kamisato felt as if a piece of his heart had been gently ripped away, and a complex mix of emotions—bitter, gratified, and inexplicably annoyed—began to ferment.

This kid... he recovered quickly.

They've only been together a few days, and they're already holding hands? And standing so close together?

Linghua is also... She's usually very polite and keeps her distance from everyone, so why is she so... so unguarded with him?

He tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan, making a very soft sound, as if silently expressing some kind of "old fatherly" dissatisfaction.

"My lord,"

Thomas, suppressing his excitement, whispered something in a low voice, his eyes shining brightly.

"Look! Lord Yichen and Miss! Isn't this scene... especially... what's that word again? Yes! Perfectly matched!"

Thomas's face showed an expression of pure, unadulterated obsession with the couple, as if he wanted to spin around on the spot.

He personally witnessed Lord Yichen grow from a three-year-old cub to a young man, and also saw how the young lady went from being curious and admiring to being clearly deeply involved!

This is a match made in heaven, something straight out of a novel!

Ayato Kamisato glanced at Thomas, who was practically radiating pink bubbles, and lightly tapped his head with his fan in an annoyed tone.

"Keep your voice down. And what's with the 'match' thing? That kid's still just a kid, his background is unknown, he's got a lot of trouble, and he was even killed by the general a couple of days ago..."

Despite saying that, his gaze still followed the two figures, watching Yichen carefully protect Linghua and ask with concern, watching Linghua's shy yet undisguised dependence...

He had to admit that, putting aside those dangerous factors, this kid was genuinely good to Linghua.

Moreover, her abilities, courage, and temperament are all top-notch, and her appearance... well, after recovering, she is indeed worthy of Ayaka.

Ayato Kamisato sighed silently in his heart, the speed at which he waved his folding fan gradually slowed down, and his eyes became complicated and deep, carrying a sense of "brother-in-law" feeling that was a mixture of "my daughter has come of age" and "my brother-in-law".

As long as Linghua is happy... as long as he can protect her...

As for other troubles…

A sharp glint flashed in Ayato Kamisato's eyes.

Let me, as his elder brother, help him clear some things out.

Meanwhile, Thomas, completely oblivious to the patriarch's complex inner turmoil, was utterly absorbed in the joy of "sweetness overload," his hands clasped in front of his chest, excitedly muttering to himself in a voice only he could hear:

"They held hands! And held on tighter!"

"Oh my! Lord Yichen is so thoughtful! He even knows to let the young lady lean on him when she walks!"

"Young lady's face is so red! So cute!"

"These cherry blossoms! This sunshine! This atmosphere! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

"Waaaaah... It's even sweeter than Yaedo's latest romance novel!"

He had already begun to automatically write the outline of the novel "The Sweet Daily Life of the Heavenly Agent and the White Heron Princess" in his mind.

Ayato Kamisato shook his head helplessly as he listened to the strange noises that Thomas was trying so hard to suppress but still managed to let slip.

"Let's go, Thomas."

He closed his folding fan, took one last look at the couple under the cherry blossom tree who seemed like figures in a painting, and then quietly left.

"If I keep looking, some people's saliva will drip onto my hydrangea."

"Eh? Master? Let me watch a little longer... just a little longer..."

Thomas pleaded reluctantly, but he could only obediently follow.

Although it was a bit of a shame that he couldn't continue watching, Thomas was already determined.

It seems the Kamisato family will soon have something to celebrate!

And he, the great housekeeper Thomas, will surely fight for this beautiful love for the rest of his life!

A few days later, Yi Chen's body finally fully recovered, and he returned to his tall, handsome, and extraordinary youth form.

However, he did not enjoy his long-lost adult physique. Instead, in the guest room prepared for him by the Kamisato family, he neatly packed some simple belongings, his brows furrowed with an undeniable determination—he was preparing to go to the castle tower again to have that unfinished "exchange" with Rai Movie.

The door was gently pushed open, and Ayato and Ayaka Kamisato, who had received the news, arrived almost simultaneously.

Seeing Yichen all ready to go, the two men's expressions changed instantly.

Ayato Kamisato spoke first, quickly stepping forward. His usually calm and gentle face was filled with disapproval and urgency.

"You've only just recovered, what are you going to do again? Do you want to try and break into the castle tower again?"

His tone was unusually anxious, and he even forgot to use honorifics.

It's a miracle that anyone who's been to the castle tower once has ever come back alive. He absolutely cannot let Yichen take that risk a second time!

Yi Chen stopped what he was doing and looked at Ayato Kamisato.

"Yes, there are some things I need to explain to her in person. We didn't finish the fight last time, so this time we need to get to the bottom of it."

"Result? What kind of result do you want?!"

Ayato Kamisato's voice rose a few decibels, and his folding fan snapped shut, pointing towards the castle tower.

"That's General Thunder! The most powerful martial god among the Seven Rulers of the Mortal Realm! Last time you were... lucky enough to return by sheer luck! Do you really think you can have that kind of good fortune every time?!"

He took a deep breath and tried to dissuade him from a more rational perspective.

"Inazuma has only just begun to see some progress thanks to your efforts. The situation is initially stable, but everything still needs to be rebuilt!"

If you take the risk again and fail, all your previous efforts may be in vain!

How should those who depend on you and hope for change deal with themselves?

This is absolutely not the act of a wise person!

Just then, Ayaka Kamisato stepped forward, her eyes slightly red, filled with worry and pleading.

She gently pulled on Yichen's wrist as he was tidying up his clothes, the touch trembling slightly.

"Yichen...please, don't go again..."

"General, her...her will is beyond human control. You've already done enough for Inazuma, really...there's no need to prove anything further in this way..."

She looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes, but stubbornly refusing to fall.

"Please stay... okay? Inazuma needs you... everyone needs you."

Her gaze was fixed on him, and the emotions contained in her unspoken words were almost overflowing.

The brother and sister, one explaining the consequences and the other appealing to his emotions, both hoped he would change his near-suicidal decision.

Looking at the two people in front of him who were genuinely worried about him, Yi Chen was not entirely unmoved.

He gently patted the back of Ayaka Kamisato's hand that was holding him, a gesture meant to comfort her, before looking at Ayaka Kamisato, whose face was solemn and anxious.

"Ayato, Ayaka, I understand what you mean. Thank you for your concern."

He paused, his gaze becoming deep and sharp.

"But it is precisely for the sake of Inazuma's true future that some paths must be walked. Some lofty 'truths' must be questioned."

"I'm not going to my death, I'm going to get an answer, a promise."

"Do not worry,"

A confident, slightly arrogant smile even appeared on his lips.

"Last time it was due to insufficient preparation, but this time... it's different."

He gently pulled his hand away from Ayaka Kamisato's and continued to put the last item into his bag, his movements swift and efficient.

"It will win."

Seeing his stubbornness, Ayato knew that further persuasion would be useless, so she could only sigh heavily and let her folding fan hang limply.

Ayaka Kamisato's tears finally fell silently.

Chapter 26 System Power, Little Girl

The Pure Land remains a desolate, lifeless, and strange space where only eternal lightning flashes.

Yi Chen reappeared, holding the Black Gold Ancient Sword, its tip pointing at Lei Yingdian, who was sitting quietly in front of him.

He wore a slightly arrogant smile (Sasuke's style).

"Hey, I'm back again."

Lei Yingdian slowly opened his cold eyes, a fleeting look of surprise flashing deep within them, but it was quickly replaced by an even deeper chill.

She never expected that this mortal would actually have the courage to set foot here again.

"You actually... came back."

Her voice was flat and emotionless, but the restless lightning element around her revealed that she was not as calm as she appeared.

"Of course we'll come back."

Yi Chen's smile widened, and he twirled his black-gold ancient sword.

"I have the hopes of many people on my back. I can't let them down, can I?"

Lei Yingdian let out a cold sneer, slowly stood up, and the [Dream Unity] materialized in her hand, radiating a chilling pressure.

"Don't get too cocky, mortal. The lesson from last time seems to have been too painful."