Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

Qin's brows furrowed more and more. She looked up at Yi Chen, who was standing in front of the desk with a straight posture and a standard sunny smile on his face.

This combat power... is indeed ridiculously strong, even bizarre.

But that fighting style... Qin's lips twitched slightly, and certain scenes described in the report involuntarily surfaced in her mind, making her feel a strange chill.

She put down the report and took a deep breath.

"Welcome to the Knights of Favonius, Yichen."

The sound of the zither was both gentle and powerful.

"From this day forward, we are companions who will protect Mondstadt together."

She paused, then asked as usual.

"So, regarding your specific role... what are your preferences, or which squad would you like to join? For example, the Scout Knights squad, or..."

"Captain Qin!"

Yi Chen immediately spoke, his eyes fixed "sincerely" on the zither.

"I don't want to join another team! I want to be your assistant! To directly help you solve your problems!"

This was a plan he had "dealt" with Lisa long ago—being close to the source would give him an advantage, making it convenient to check in!

Qin was clearly taken aback.

She glanced again at the report describing terrifying combat capabilities... to have such a "strongman" as an office assistant?

Isn't that a bit of a waste of talent?

But... Qin recalled again the report's comments such as "not very aesthetically pleasing," "easily causes physiological discomfort to males," and "it is recommended to avoid intensive fighting in public places as much as possible"...

Sending him to lead a squad or carry out routine missions would indeed... pose a significant risk.

What if one day in Mondstadt she accidentally elbows some clueless drunkard or thug... that image is too beautiful to contemplate.

Let him stay in the office... at least he can keep an eye on things?

Could it actually help alleviate some of the paperwork?

Moreover... he also clearly stated that he wanted to "share the burden and solve the problem".

After careful consideration, Qin finally nodded with difficulty.

"Alright, Yichen. From today onwards, you will be my assistant."

Before she could finish speaking, Qin immediately put on a stern face, displaying the authority of a troupe leader, and preemptively gave him a heads-up.

"However, let's get this straight! You must be serious and responsible during work hours! And... about your... 'confession'..."

As Qin spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"...Although I said it's okay, it absolutely cannot affect normal work! Understand?"

"Of course! I guarantee the mission will be accomplished!"

Yi Chen immediately straightened his back and answered decisively.

The next second, he very naturally pulled out a small white flower from behind his back... which looked like it had just been picked from a roadside flowerbed and was still covered in dew, and handed it to Qin.

"Captain Qin! I like you! Please date me with marriage in mind!"

His movements were practiced, his expressions were spot-on, and his tone was sincere—if one ignored the apprentice knight badge he was still clutching in his other hand.

Qin: "..."

Looking at the shabby yet stubborn little white flower in front of her, and then at Yichen's "business-like" attitude in confessing his love, she felt her temples start throbbing again.

Qin tried her best to maintain the demeanor of the acting leader, remaining expressionless and answering in the fastest and most official tone:

"I'm sorry, Assistant Yichen, I appreciate your kind offer, but I will decline."

Almost the instant the music ended, the "deep affection" on Yi Chen's face vanished, as if he had simply switched to a different task mode.

He casually tucked the small white flower into a pen holder on the corner of the table, then immediately gave a thumbs-up, his eyes burning as he looked at Qin, his tone filled with eagerness:

"Commander Naqin! What's our next task? Do we need to organize documents? Or go on patrol? Or clear out some troublesome monster stronghold? I'm ready!"

His eager, ready-to-do attitude made it seem as if his earth-shattering confession was just a simple "good morning."

Qin looked at the new assistant in front of her, whose emotions changed faster than turning the pages of a book and whose way of thinking was completely different from ordinary people. Her hand holding the quill pen trembled slightly.

What exactly did I hire?

With a resigned air, she pushed over a mountain of documents, nearly half her height, that had been piling up for a long time, her voice tinged with weariness and resignation:

"...Let's first file these reports from three months ago...categorized by date and region..."

"No problem! I guarantee it will be quick and easy!"

Without saying a word, Yi Chen picked up the heavy stack of documents and strode confidently toward his assistant's desk.

Qin watched his retreating figure, silently picked up the black tea beside her, and took a big gulp.

She had a strong premonition that her new assistant's "work efficiency" would likely shock the entire Knights of Favonius in a way that she could not have predicted and was extremely abstract.

Chapter 22 Both Civil and Military

However, to Qin's surprise, Yichen's work efficiency was so high that it was almost inhuman!

He processed documents at an astonishing speed. With his fingers flying across the page, documents were quickly categorized, sorted, checked, stamped, and archived. His movements were fluid, precise, and he could even casually use a quill pen to annotate a few vague or contradictory details in the reports.

Not only is it fast, but the quality is also frighteningly high.

The archives were well-organized, the annotations were concise and clear, and even the handwriting was so neat it looked like printed text (although he claimed it was just something he wrote casually).

In less than a morning, the mountain of documents, half a person's height, disappeared, replaced by new members neatly arranged in the filing cabinet.

Qin couldn't help but look up several times during the process, and all she saw was Yi Chen's profile, completely focused and single-minded on his work.

This man... is actually the type who excels in both literature and martial arts?

Qin was quite surprised.

How can someone deliver such a brutal elbow strike while also being able to calmly and efficiently handle paperwork?

The contrast is just too much.

Did he develop such skills by working three jobs a day?

Qin's opinion of her new assistant became more complicated, but she was mostly relieved—at least in terms of work ability, he was absolutely top-notch.

As the clock struck noon and the sunlight grew brighter, Yichen just managed to put the last document into the filing cabinet.

He stood up briskly and stretched his stiff shoulders.

"Captain Qin, it's lunch break time. What would you like to eat? I'll go to the Deer Hunter and bring it back for you."

Qin looked up from a new document, slightly surprised by how quickly time had passed, and even more surprised by Yichen's natural and considerate (?) gesture.

She thought about it and realized she was indeed a little hungry, so she nodded.

"Thank you, then I'll trouble you. Just make regular stir-fried carrots and meat, and I'll give you Mora later."

"OK, all right."

Yi Chen responded and turned to leave.

However, just as he was about to step out of the office, he suddenly stopped and turned back, as if he had suddenly remembered some important procedure that he hadn't completed.

The capable assistant's expression on his face instantly switched to the familiar, standardized "affectionate" smile he had already developed while playing the piano, and his voice also softened:

"I like you, Qin, the band leader."

Qin: "..."

She was too lazy to care anymore how perfunctory and formulaic the confession was.

After a morning of efficient work, she even felt that... compared to his ability to handle documents, this level of "harassment" was almost negligible.

Without even looking up, her eyes still fixed on the documents in her hands, she replied as quickly and calmly as if she were saying, "The weather's nice today":

"Sorry, I refuse."

The "deep affection" on Yi Chen's face vanished instantly, returning him to his normal state.

Without hesitation, he turned and left, leaving the office decisively and cleanly, even gently closing the door behind him.

The office fell silent, with only the soft scratching of a quill pen across the paper.

Qin remained in the position of reviewing documents for a few seconds, but finally couldn't help herself and slowly raised her head, looking somewhat blankly at the closed door.

She raised her hand and gently pressed her temples.

This new assistant...

Their work efficiency is frighteningly high.

Behavioral patterns...

It's so abstract it's frightening.

This extreme reliability and extreme absurdity are both concentrated in one person...

Qin felt like her brain's CPU couldn't keep up.

She sighed silently, deciding not to delve any further and to continue working.

At least lunch is sorted out, and... the speed of document processing today was truly epic.

I just don't know what the work and confession will be like this afternoon.

Qin has already begun to subconsciously anticipate (?).

At noon, sunlight streamed through the windows, casting warm dappled patterns of light into the office.

During their rare break, Yichen and Qin sat quietly in their respective seats, enjoying the lunch they had brought back from the deer hunters.

The air was filled with the enticing aroma of food and a brief moment of tranquility.

Yi Chen quickly finished his grilled pork ribs, then looked at the leader of the troupe across from him, who was eating small bites of fried pork with carrots, her brows still showing signs of weariness. Suddenly, he spoke, breaking the silence:

"Commander Qin, speaking of which... why do people come to the Knights' headquarters to find you for such trivial matters as 'my cat climbed up a tree and won't come down' or 'I suspect my neighbor stole my sweet flowers'?"

Why not just post a quest at the Adventurers' Guild and spend a little money to get it done faster?

From an efficiency standpoint, this is an absolute waste of money!

Qin put down her fork and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

She wasn't offended by Yichen's blunt question; instead, she gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Assistant Yichen, you're right."

The piano's sound was as gentle as ever, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a deep weariness hidden beneath.

"From the perspective of efficiency and resource allocation, this is indeed very unreasonable. The Knights' manpower should be used in more important places, such as clearing monsters and maintaining order during major incidents."

She paused, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the window.

“But… Yichen, Mondstadt is the city of freedom. This freedom, to some extent, also means… looseness and dependence. People have become accustomed to the fact that no matter what happens, big or small, the first thing they think of is the Knights of Favonius, and they come to find ‘Chairman Jean’.”

"Often, what they need is not just a solution to the problem, but also peace of mind, and a personal promise or care from 'Director Qin'."

They will only feel truly at ease when they see me nod and hear my assurance.

This unwavering trust... is the reason for the Knights of Favonius's existence, and it is my responsibility as their captain, but sometimes..."

Qin's voice trailed off, and she didn't finish speaking, but the heavy feeling of being overwhelmed by mountains of trivial matters and excessively high expectations had already spread.

"Captain Qin, you're starting to get dark circles under your eyes. If this continues, your efficiency will decrease and your health will collapse. It would be a real problem if the captain of the Free City collapsed from exhaustion."

As Yi Chen spoke, his gaze fell on the area beneath Qin's eyelids, where faint, barely perceptible bluish-black shadows had appeared.

"Ah, really?"

Qin subconsciously touched her eyes, revealing a hint of girlish embarrassment, which quickly turned into a deeper sense of helplessness.

"But... there's nothing we can do about it. That's tradition, that's everyone's expectation..."

Yi Chen looked at Qin's exhausted appearance, as if she was doing something she knew was impossible, and then glanced at the citizens outside the window who were probably walking towards the Knights and were about to take up their leader's precious time with trivial matters. His dark eyes darted around.

An idea that could potentially solve the problem at its root instantly took shape!

"I'm going out for a bit, Commander Qin, I'll be right back!"