Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

If someone angers you, you will draw your Black Gold Ancient Blade, losing 300 health points to deal 160 damage to the enemy. (Note: Be careful not to get angry when your health is low!)

[The Man with a Hidden BGM: Whenever you use the 'Black Gold Ancient Sword' to perform the above actions, an unstoppable, unidentified, and extremely powerful BGM will automatically play within a ten-meter radius! Social interaction failure rate increased by 50%! Coolness level increased by 100%!]

[Basic Swordsmanship Experience Book x7: After use, your basic swordsmanship skills will become exceptionally solid, comparable to a traditional swordsmanship master who has practiced diligently for ten years!]

(Although you mainly use your elbows... it's always good to have more skills!)

In progress... Ding! Congratulations! The title "Master of Kendo (Theoretical Version)" has been unlocked!

A barrage of information poured over Yi Chen like an ice bucket challenge, temporarily waking him from that ambiguous and dizzying state.

The notification sound when Mora funds arrive is so pleasant, it's like heavenly music!

The black card from the Northern Bank appeared silently in his inner jacket pocket, heavy with a sense of security!

But what comes next...

A warm current flowed through my body, sweeping away the slight fatigue from the run and leaving me feeling full of energy.

A long sword with an ancient design, jet black in color, and extremely heavy appeared out of thin air in his hand, making his wrist feel heavy.

The scabbard seemed to be engraved with some kind of ancient pattern, and it was cold to the touch.

And that damn background music skill and a bunch of swordsmanship theories... It's like he now has several little figures practicing sword swings in his head!

"What is all this nonsense...?"

Yi Chen looked at the weapon in his hand, a weapon that looked enough to scare Hilichurls to tears, and then thought about the ridiculous health reduction mechanic and the forced background music. His lips twitched.

"...Forget it, getting Mora is enough. Let's pay off our debts to Kaeya and Serius first..."

He tried swinging the Black Gold Ancient Blade, but the heavy whistling sound startled him so much that he stopped immediately.

At the same time, a whole host of theoretical knowledge about power generation techniques, angles, and footwork automatically emerged, making his pose surprisingly decent, even though it was quite different from his usual "Mamba Elbow" style.

"...It seems to actually be somewhat useful?"

He sheathed his knife, feeling the surge of power within him and the newfound knowledge in his mind. He then touched the life-saving black card in his pocket and let out a long sigh of relief.

At least, the economic crisis has been resolved.

As for the rest... we'll talk about it later.

Outside the alley, the laughter of the banquet surged in like warm waves.

Yi Chen stuffed the substantial black-gold ancient sword into the Eye of God.

Then, he found Kaia talking to Lisa in the crowd, and President Serius, who was staring at the ledger in disbelief as he calculated the association's share for the day. He deftly slapped two huge checks into their hands, silencing their teasing and questioning.

After doing all this, Yi Chen truly felt the pressure on his shoulders disappear, and even his breathing became much smoother.

He found a relatively quiet bench on the street and sat down, looking at Qin, who was surrounded by people in the center of the square, her smile brighter than the sun. He felt the heavy weight of the black card in his pocket and the new power surging within him. An unprecedented sense of ease and... a subtle sense of emptiness intertwined and surged into his heart.

Yi Chen leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and let the noise and fragrance of flowers envelop him.

Just then, the bench next to me dipped slightly.

A familiar, cool and chilly aura quietly approached.

Yi Chen opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw that Youla had been sitting next to him at some point.

She didn't look at him, but deliberately turned her head to the other side, her short, icy blue hair cascading down like a waterfall, obscuring half of her profile.

The golden glow of the setting sun outlined her beautifully shaped jawline and slightly taut neck.

A subtle silence filled the air, a stark contrast to the jubilant feast behind him.

After a long silence, she spoke softly, almost as if humming, in a voice devoid of any discernible emotion:

"It's so... incredibly romantic."

“'Mondstadt’s First Love'”

Chapter 33 Neighbors

Yi Chen couldn't help but grin as he looked at Youla, who clearly cared but pretended to be cold and spoke with hidden meaning.

“Don’t worry, Yura,”

"Next time it's your birthday, I'll put on a show just as big as this one! I guarantee you'll never forget it!"

Upon hearing this, Yura glanced at him sideways and let out a very soft snort, but there was not much coldness in the depths of her eyes.

"Tch, a big event, huh?"

Her gaze swept over the extravagantly luxurious sea of ​​flowers around her.

"I overheard Captain Kaiya 'casually' reveal that a certain guy has racked up debts of nearly ten million Mora just for this event, right?"

What, aren't your creditors lining up at the Knights' headquarters to have a 'heart-to-heart' with you?

Do you need... um... to lend me some money temporarily?

Yura's words ended with a hint of awkwardness and concern, though it was wrapped in a cold exterior.

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen's smile widened, even showing a hint of smugness.

He leaned closer mysteriously and lowered his voice.

"No need, no need! You can rest assured, Yura! The debt? It's all settled! Not a single penny is owed!"

Yura raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing he could resolve the astronomical debt so quickly. The most logical (but one she absolutely did not want to see) possibility flashed through her mind, and her voice suddenly turned cold.

"You...you wouldn't have married into Gunnhildr's family, would you?"

"of course not!"

Yi Chen immediately straightened his back, denying it righteously and sternly. Then he resumed his smug demeanor, even tilting his head back slightly and patting his chest with a soft thud.

"Am I that kind of person? I made my own money... well, anyway, I'm rich! I have more Morado than I can spend! My next plan is to buy a big house in Mondstadt!"

Yura's attention was diverted. She crossed her arms and carefully examined Yichen, seemingly trying to determine the truthfulness of his words.

"Where in Mondstadt do you want to buy it? As far as I know, land in the city is incredibly expensive, and places that meet your requirement of being 'big' won't be cheap at all."

She paused, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

“Unless… you’re willing to settle your new home near the Lawrence family estate, which is filled with ‘old sins’ and everyone avoids it. There are indeed a few long-abandoned, inexpensive, and spacious old villas there.”

Yura's words were barbed, both a habitual act of self-protection and yet another subtle test of his attitude.

However, Yi Chen's reaction was completely unexpected.

His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had heard some great news. His face instantly lit up with a bright smile, and he even clapped his hands excitedly.

"Oh! Really? That's wonderful!"

"A cheap and spacious villa! It's practically made for me! I've decided, I'm going to check it out!"

Yura was completely stunned.

None of the hesitation, disdain, or even estrangement she had anticipated occurred.

This man... does he really not understand the meaning of words like "sin" and "avoid at all costs," or does he simply... not care at all?

Looking at Yichen's excited expression, already planning how to decorate his new home, Yura felt as if a blazing sun had been thrown into her frozen heart, and all the chill and thorns quietly melted away under the excessively bright light.

A complex mix of emotions, bittersweet yet warm, welled up inside me.

She abruptly turned her head away, no longer looking at him, leaving only a graceful profile and slightly reddened ear tips. She tried to freeze her voice again, but ultimately lacked some confidence.

"...Whatever. Don't blame me if you get affected by your neighbor's 'sins' later."

"Humph, I'll remember this grudge."

Yi Chen seemed not to hear the rest of her muttered sentence, still immersed in his dreams of the future mansion.

"Neighbors? That would be even better!"

He said with a smile,

"Look, if I lived there, it would be so convenient to visit other people's homes! When you come back from patrol tired, you can come over to my house for a meal... uh, come over for a visit!"

Yura's shoulders twitched almost imperceptibly.

Who wants to freeload at your house?!

...Although, it seems...it's not entirely out of the question.

The moment the thought popped into her head, Yura was startled.

She quickly shook off these chaotic thoughts and forced herself to put on a cold face.

"Who wants to be your neighbor!"

Just then, an even louder burst of laughter came from the center of the square. It seemed that Jean had said something amidst the cheers of the crowd, and Wendy's piano playing became even more cheerful and melodious.

Yi Chen's attention was drawn to it. He stood on tiptoe to look, a look of eager anticipation on his face.

"Yura, let's go! The banquet seems to be reaching its climax! Let's go see what delicious food they have! I heard that Lord Diluc has brought out several barrels of his treasured wines!"

As he spoke, he naturally reached out to grab Yura's wrist, just as he had done countless times before in his casual manner with the other members of the Knights.

Yura's gaze unconsciously fell on his outstretched hand, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Before he could touch her, she quickly put her hands behind her back.

"Go by yourself if you want to."

“I’m not interested in noisy occasions.”

Yi Chen's hand grasped at empty air. He blinked in confusion, but didn't seem to care much and chuckled.

"Okay, I'll go check it out first! I'll bring you back some good food! Wait for me!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the liveliest part of the crowd like a gust of wind, quickly blending into the sea of ​​joy, leaving Yura standing alone in place.

The setting sun cast a long shadow over her, and the deafening cheers around her only accentuated her loneliness.

Yura gazed in the direction where Yichen had disappeared, then looked back at the road behind her that led to the desolate western part of the city, to Lawrence's old residence, and also to the heaviest shackles in the depths of her heart.

In the end, she simply sighed softly and muttered to herself, as if trying to convince herself:

"...Idiot. Who wants to wait for you?"

"...I'll remember this grudge."

But she stood there, not moving for a long time, as if waiting for something, perhaps just a gust of wind, or perhaps... he really would remember to bring something back.

Chapter 34 The Grief-stricken Yichen

A moment later, Yi Chen returned. He carefully held a small oil paper package in his hands, still steaming, and a sweet aroma of butter and caramel wafted over.

“Yes, Yura,”

He walked up to Yura, who was still sitting alone on the bench, and handed her the oil paper package.

"These pancakes are freshly baked, drizzled with lots of honey, and topped with fresh berries! I saw a lot of people grabbing them, so I specially got you a few of the best ones!"

Yura was slightly taken aback; she hadn't expected him to actually come back.

She hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and took it.

The warmth emanating from the oil paper package seeped into my skin through my gloves, a little hot, but not unpleasant.

"……Thanks."

The two sat side by side on a bench at the edge of the noisy celebration, separated by the small oil paper package that exuded warmth and sweetness.

In the distance, there was a cacophony of voices and cheerful music, but here it seemed as if there was a small, quiet sanctuary.

Yura gracefully unwrapped a corner of the oil paper package with her little finger, revealing a golden, soft pancake inside, dotted with bright red berries.

She didn't eat it immediately, but stared at its tempting color in silence for a moment.

"So... Mr. 'Mondstadt's Most Affectionate' has completed his grand expedition against the acting commander... Who will be the next 'lucky' target you've 'confessed to a hundred times' to pursue?"

Yi Chen was looking at Qin, who was laughing and talking with the people in the center of the square. When he heard the question, he turned his head back. There was no trouble or plan on his face. He just shook his head very decisively.

"I don't know."

He answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, and even gave a small yawn.

"I don't have any ideas yet. Uh, I mean, I haven't thought about the next step."