Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

The tavern fell silent for a moment as many adventurers looked over in surprise.

"Death in the Afternoon" is one of the strongest and most potent signature drinks, a gift from angels. Ordering ten glasses in one go? What's the point?

Upon seeing this, Yi Chen was taken aback at first, then a bright smile appeared on his face, as if to say, "I understand."

Yura has such a temperament!

To celebrate their friendship, they ordered such strong drinks right off the bat!

How could he back down?

After all, in the entire Mondstadt, the only person he could truly call a "friend" was Yola.

Kaeya is a guy who undermines and sabotages others, and can even elbow you in the back;

Qin is a leader who deserves respect and requires efficient service;

Most of the other knights were colleagues;

As for Wendy... he's probably an NPC who randomly spawns on the roadside, providing background music and a fun perspective?

Only Yura was someone with whom he had a hundred "profound interactions," someone he had fought, bickered, held grudges with, and also reconciled with (?).

This "friendship" deserves to be nurtured with the strongest liquor!

"no problem!"

With a flourish of heroic spirit, Yi Chen slammed his hand on the table and shouted to Diluc, "Ten cups of 'Death in the Afternoon' it is! Put it on my tab!"

Diluc began mixing drinks with a blank expression, but there seemed to be a subtle hint of pity in his eyes as he looked at Yi Chen? Or perhaps it was the calm of watching a warrior go to his death.

Soon, ten glasses of "Death in the Afternoon," with their deep color and dangerously alluring aroma, were served.

Yura picked up a glass first and gestured slightly to Yichen.

"For the sake of... 'friendship'."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank half a cup in one gulp.

Inspired by this spirit, Yi Chen immediately grabbed a glass as well: "For friendship!"

Then, imitating Yura, he drank it all in one gulp!

The strong liquor went down my throat like a burning line, and the powerful aftereffects rushed straight to my head!

Yi Chen felt as if his throat and stomach were on fire, his face flushed red instantly, and he couldn't help but cough twice.

"Haha! That's awesome!"

He forced himself to give a thumbs-up, unwilling to show weakness in front of his "friends".

Yura's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile as she picked up her second cup...

Chapter 26 Pure Love Triumphs

A few minutes later, seven or eight wine glasses on the table were empty.

Of course, most of the "afternoon deaths" were caused by Yura using various methods, such as pouring, spilling into the potted plants behind her, or "accidentally" touching them.

The honest Yichen downed four or five cups without hesitation.

At this moment, his face was flushed, his eyes were starting to glaze over, steam was practically rising from his head, and he was swaying unsteadily. He had clearly entered a state of "high excitement and honesty" drunkenness.

Seeing that the time was right, Yura reached out and gently pulled Yichen's chair, along with him, toward her.

The distance was adjusted to be just right—the same intimate distance he had been at that afternoon in Qin's office when he and Qin discussed the plan, almost whispering to each other.

She could clearly smell the faint scent of alcohol on Yi Chen and a trace of his own clean aura.

Yura's voice was very soft, with a hint of coaxing and nervousness.

"Tell me honestly... were you serious about those confessions you made to the band leader, Qin?"

Yi Chen strained to focus his gaze, looking at Youra who was so close to him, his expression unusually serious, and he nodded vigorously.

"Of course! I'll do my job properly! I take my work... hiccup... very seriously!"

Yura's brows furrowed instantly, and she lightly slapped his arm in an annoyed tone.

"Don't reply to read messages randomly! Idiot! I'm asking if you like her? You mean... romantic love!"

Yi Chen tilted his head, seemingly digesting the word, his drunken eyes becoming somewhat confused.

Yura's heart skipped a beat as she held her breath, waiting for the answer.

After a brief silence, Yi Chen seemed to suddenly remember something, his eyes lit up, and he loudly announced, "I like short hair!"

Yura's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously touched her neat short hair.

Before she could even process the answer, Yichen added, counting on his fingers.

"I also like blue!"

"Because...because blue is the color of pure love! It's the most beautiful!"

Short hair. Blue.

Yura felt as if her heart was being gently brushed by a soft feather, and the corners of her frozen lips almost couldn't help but want to turn up.

Isn't this talking about me?

That idiot... he does start saying something sensible when he's drunk!

Her mood instantly brightened, and even her voice softened several degrees.

"Then... since you like these things, why did you confess to the band leader?"

This issue seems to touch on a deeper, alcohol-numbed area.

Yi Chen frowned, a look of struggle and confusion on his face.

"Because...because..."

He opened his mouth, his eyes began to glaze over, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

"Because of what?"

Yura pressed on urgently, leaning forward unconsciously, wanting to hear the most crucial answer.

However, after uttering "because" for a long time, Yi Chen ultimately failed to utter a second word.

His heavy eyelids closed completely, his head tilted to the side, and he slumped forward, landing right in Yura's open arms, completely passing out drunk.

Yura instinctively caught his warm body and let him lean on her shoulder.

Hearing the even, heavy breathing around her, she felt a mix of exasperation, amusement, and disappointment at not getting a complete answer.

Yura lowered her head and looked at Yichen's unguarded sleeping face in her arms. His handsome face, which usually wore an abstract smile or was working seriously, looked unusually quiet and even a little docile at this moment.

"Idiot... You fell asleep at the most crucial moment... I'll remember this grudge."

Although she said that, she carefully adjusted her posture to make Yichen more comfortable. One hand gently and protectively wrapped around his shoulder, while the other hand gently and casually stroked Yichen's soft black hair, as if she were handling a rare treasure.

Just as the atmosphere inexplicably became warm and ambiguous—

"Pfft... Hehehe... Burp~"

A suppressed, yet still insidious laugh, accompanied by a hiccup, escaped from under the table.

Yura suddenly looked down and followed the sound.

Wendy had somehow slipped off his chair and was now lying on his side, completely unladylike, propping his head up with his arm. His face was beaming with an extremely satisfied, dreamy smile, as if he had just discovered the sweetest couple in the universe. He was staring at the two of them with a bright smile, practically taking notes.

Wendy, far from feeling embarrassed, winked at Yura, raised her empty glass in a "cheers" gesture, and mouthed the words:

"—Pure Love—Victory—!"

Yura's face flushed bright red instantly.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the unfamiliar gaps in the curtains, stinging Yi Chen's eyelids.

He groaned and struggled to open his heavy eyelids, the dull ache of a hangover pounding against his temples like a tidal wave.

The unfamiliar ceiling and room layout were striking... This was clearly not his humble apartment.

Yi Chen rubbed his temples and propped himself up, the thin blanket slipping off his body.

He instinctively looked down—!

The clothes have been changed!

His original knight uniform was gone; he was now wearing a clean set of decent cotton pajamas that clearly didn't belong to him.

A chill instantly shot up my spine to the top of my head.

He looked up abruptly, his gaze sweeping across the room in alarm before finally settling on the window.

He saw that Yura was standing quietly by the window with her back to him, gazing at the morning view of Mondstadt outside.

She was still wearing that signature uniform, her posture upright and elegant.

Hearing the noise behind her, she slowly turned around, her icy blue eyes looking at him calmly, as if everything was normal.

"you're awake."

Yi Chen's brain completely shut down. He looked at Youla, then down at his own pajamas, finally pointing at Youla and then at himself, his voice trembling:

"Yooyoyo?! What...what's going on?! We...you...I...this outfit...?"

Chapter 27: Catching Adultery in a Hotel

Meanwhile, in the Grand Master's office of the Knights of Favonius.

Qin has been working for a short time.

The files were still piled up, but she felt... the office seemed too quiet today.

After reviewing a document, she habitually looked up, her gaze unconsciously falling on her assistant's desk—which was empty.

The table was tidy, and the chairs were neatly pushed under the table, as if no one had been there.

Qin frowned slightly.

Yi Chen... hasn't come to work yet?

This seems to be the first time. The assistant, who's always so energetic and can even finish all the work ahead of schedule, is actually late?

Or...did you take leave?

But she didn't receive any notification.

Qin shook her head, trying to shake off this inappropriate concern and force herself to refocus on the report in front of her.

The pen nib scratched across the paper, but the efficiency seemed to have inexplicably decreased.

The office is too quiet, so quiet that it's a little...uncomfortable.

The punctual, energetic, and utterly innocent morning confessions are gone.

The occasional strange grumblings from that guy about how to "optimize the process" or "tips for slacking off" were gone.

Without his incredibly fast, almost blurry, efficient movements when processing documents...

Qin stopped writing and seemed lost in thought.

She was then surprised to realize that in just one month, that abstract yet capable assistant had so naturally integrated into her daily work routine.

Perhaps... it's just that I didn't hear that routine confession, so I felt a little strange.

Qin told herself that it was definitely not because of anything else.

But this feeling of "uncomfort" crept up on me like tiny vines.

Without that person's office... I guess it's a bit...

"Goo~~~~"

A clear and long groan suddenly came from her abdomen, breaking the silence of the office.

Qin: "..."

She instinctively covered her stomach, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Well... it's time.