Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

She even... wished the boxes could be heavier and there could be more of them.

That way, we can hear more...

Shen He remained silent, but his speed and efficiency in moving the supplies became increasingly astonishing. He almost transformed into a human crane, quickly and methodically sorting and moving the mountain of materials one by one.

Yi Chen became her number one fan and live commentator, shouting and clapping excitedly, even more so than if he had done all the work himself.

"It's so great to have my senior sister here!"

Yi Chen happily led the way, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a grin.

Shen He followed silently behind him, each hand easily carrying a large wooden box, listening to his incessant praise, and feeling the unfamiliar, burning pleasure within him.

To be needed by him so much…

To be looked at by him with those sparkling eyes...

To hear him praise me so frankly and enthusiastically…

…It is wonderful.

It's far more...intoxicating than I imagined.

After inadvertently seeing the white-haired woman effortlessly lift heavy objects that required machinery to move with her bare physical strength through the office window, and Yi Chen excitedly circling around her the whole time, Qin slowly withdrew her gaze.

Perhaps... we really can't just stay waiting any longer.

Chapter 39 Concert

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell precisely on the new clothes that Yichen had carefully ironed and hung on the hanger the night before.

It was a well-tailored dark suit with delicate silver embroidery on the collar and cuffs, quite different from his usual casual attire, exuding a rare formality and solemnity.

After waking up, Yi Chen, unusually, did not linger in bed. Instead, he jumped out of bed with great energy, took off the clothes, and changed into them.

He carefully straightened his collar and cuffs, humming a cheerful, off-key melody.

Shen He had already woken up and was sitting quietly in a chair by the window, meditating and regulating his breathing.

She opened her eyes and saw Yi Chen dressing himself up so meticulously, a hint of doubt crossing her mind.

My junior brother seems unusually different today.

Yi Chen noticed Shen He's gaze in the mirror, turned around, and his face was filled with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation.

"Senior sister, I have to go out tonight and won't be back for dinner."

Shen He tilted his head slightly: "Where to?"

"Let's go to the concert!"

Yi Chen's eyes sparkled.

"concert?"

Shen He repeated the unfamiliar word, his confusion deepening.

Such a thing has never existed in the secluded places of immortal cultivation.

Yi Chen noticed her confusion and tried his best to explain in a way she could understand.

"Uh... it's probably similar to... listening to a storyteller tell stories in the teahouse in Liyue Harbor? But it mainly involves singing, and a lot of people gather together to listen, it's very lively!"

"It's a... um... recreational activity!"

Shen He lowered his eyes slightly, understanding dawning on him.

It turns out to be a pastime similar to listening to music and joining in the fun in the mortal world.

Since my junior brother likes...

She looked up, her gaze sweeping over Yi Chen's impeccably tailored suit and the undisguised anticipation and excitement on his face, and the slight doubt in her heart vanished.

"Okay. If you like it, then go ahead."

She paused and added:

"I'll stay home...and do your laundry."

In her view, waiting for her fiancé to return and taking care of his daily chores was a perfectly normal and expected part of her job.

This made her feel more at ease and... satisfied than going to those noisy concerts that she didn't understand.

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen's smile became even brighter.

"Thank you, senior sister! Be a good girl and stay home! I'll be back as soon as I hear what's going on!" he said.

She waved happily to Shen He, took one last look at herself in the mirror, and then walked out the door with light steps.

The door closed gently.

Shen He remained alone in the room, the air still carrying the lingering breeze from Yi Chen's departure and his faint, clean, sunshine-like scent.

She quietly walked to the back of the chair, picked up the pajamas that Yichen had changed out of, and the fabric still retained his body heat.

She lowered her head, gently buried her face in the soft fabric of her clothes, and took a deep breath.

It's as if by doing this, he can firmly lock in that unique, reassuring flavor that belongs to him.

After a long while, she finally raised her head.

Go watch your favorite storytelling performance.

And I will always be here…

After leaving home, Yi Chen arrived at the West Wind Cathedral with great interest, only to learn from a nun that Barbara had gone to Wolf Territory early that morning to collect the herbs needed to make Tranquil Dew.

"Wolf's Territory...no problem!"

Yi Chen nodded, surrounded by a gentle breeze, and lightly rose into the air, transforming into a streak of light and speeding towards the direction of Benlang Territory.

Before long, he saw that familiar figure on a secluded hillside covered in flowers in the Wolf Marching Territory.

Barbara was sitting under a big tree, holding a small bamboo basket containing several fresh herbs.

But she didn't seem to be focused on collecting. Instead, she tilted her head slightly, gazing at the clouds drifting across the sky, her eyes somewhat vacant, as if lost in thought about something, with a faint, sweet smile on her lips.

Seeing this, Yi Chen's eyes lit up, and an idea popped into his head. He deliberately flew higher, then slowly lowered his altitude, cleverly using wind elements to create a layer of hazy, flowing airflow, like a light veil, slightly concealing his face and figure, making him appear to be shrouded in a soft and mysterious halo.

"O devout nun..."

Barbara, who was lost in thought, was startled awake by the sudden sound. She snapped back to reality and looked up in surprise.

In mid-air, a figure shrouded in a gentle breeze and soft light floated, that figure… that tone of voice…

Barbara's heart skipped a beat, and her face showed utter shock and reverence! Almost instinctively, she was about to stand up and bow:

"Lord Barbatos?! Is that you? You…"

However, before she could finish speaking, the "Wind God" in the air seemed unable to hold back and let out a very faint, suppressed laugh.

That laughter... it sounds familiar.

Barbara paused, blinked in confusion, and looked closely at the silhouette through the hazy light and shadow... that height... that hairstyle...

Add to that the rather clumsy, slightly trembling disguise…

A name instantly flashed into her mind!

"Mr. Yi-Chen!!!"

Barbara instantly lost her composure; her earlier shock and reverence vanished without a trace, replaced by a sense of embarrassment and annoyance at being tricked.

She puffed out her cheeks, like a little hamster that had been provoked, stomped her foot, pointed a finger at Yichen in the air, and said in a voice that was both urgent and shy, with a strong sense of reproach:

"Oh, it's you! Honestly! You actually impersonated Lord Barbatos to scare me! That's too much!"

Her face flushed red, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell; her tone was full of coquettishness, as if she weren't angry at all, but rather complaining sweetly to someone she loved:

"Do you know I almost actually believed it just now! My heart was pounding in my chest! I was almost praying! Mr. Yichen is so mean!"

When Yi Chen realized his prank had been exposed, he stopped pretending, dispersed the breeze around him, and landed in front of Barbara with a grin on his face. He showed no remorse, but rather a smug look on his face.

"Oops, I've been found out? Looks like I still need to work on my acting skills?"

Barbara was even more furious at his unrepentant and even proud attitude, yet she couldn't help but want to laugh.

She tried hard to keep a straight face and maintain the dignity of a priest, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her:

"How dare you say that! To make such a joke! If the other nuns find out that someone is impersonating the Wind God, you'll be in big trouble!"

As Barbara spoke, she even subconsciously raised her little fist and gently punched Yi Chen's shoulder, the action so natural and intimate that she completely forgot to keep her distance.

She tried to make herself look fierce, but her smiling, crescent-shaped eyes were anything but intimidating.

Yi Chen cooperated by pretending to be in pain, grimacing and saying, "Ouch, ouch, Miss Barbara, have mercy! I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

The two looked at each other and finally couldn't help but laugh. The little prank and scolding from before instantly turned into a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the girl's slightly flushed cheeks and the young man's radiant smile, making even the wind in Benlang Territory seem exceptionally gentle.

Chapter 40 Kaiya's Misdeeds

After the laughter subsided, Yi Chen looked at Barbara's still flushed cheeks and her bright, sparkling eyes that held a hint of reproach but mostly joy, and his smile became even more genuine.

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Let's get down to business, Barbara. I actually came here specifically to see you."

Barbara tilted her head slightly, a lingering smile on her face, looking somewhat curious.

Yi Chen nodded, his eyes sparkling with pure anticipation and excitement, as if filled with stars.

"Of course I'm here to cheer you on! I've been so excited about your concert tonight since yesterday!"

"You're Mondstadt's best idol! Your singing can make everyone forget all their troubles! So tonight, you absolutely have to be at your best! I believe you can definitely do it!"

His words were straightforward and passionate, without any embellishment, yet filled with complete trust and encouragement, like a warm ray of sunshine shining directly into Barbara's heart.

As Barbara listened to his generous praise and unreserved support, she felt as if a fluffy, sweet cotton candy had been stuffed into her heart. It was soft, sweet, and kept expanding, almost making her heart float away.

A warm current, accompanied by shyness, swept through her body, causing her cheeks to heat up again. She even dared not look directly into Yichen's overly bright and honest eyes.

She lowered her head unconsciously, her fingers twisting the hem of her skirt as she muttered to herself.

"R-Really... Mr. Yichen, you flatter me too much... I... I'm actually a little nervous..."

"What's there to be nervous about!"

Yi Chen interrupted her without hesitation.

"You're Barbara! You'll be the most dazzling person on stage! Just look at the audience, um... like this, look over here! Just pretend you're singing for me alone! I guarantee you won't be nervous!"

He said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, completely unaware of how devastating it is for a young girl in the throes of first love to say something like "singing for me alone."

Barbara's heart skipped a beat and then started pounding wildly again.

Sing it to him... just for him alone?

She secretly glanced up and quickly saw Yi Chen's bright, sunny smile, so genuine and so matter-of-fact...

A surge of courage and happiness instantly filled her heart.

Barbara nodded vigorously, finally raising her head to meet Yi Chen's gaze.

"Okay! I understand! Thank you, Mr. Yichen!"

She clenched her small fist, as if speaking to Yichen, or perhaps making a vow to herself:

"Tonight, I will definitely do my best! For everyone who comes to hear me sing, and to live up to everyone's expectations..."

Her voice paused slightly, her gaze tenderly falling on Yichen's face. The deeper feelings she held were almost uttered, but ultimately transformed into an even brighter smile and a promise spoken with slightly more emphasis:

"And also, more importantly... to live up to your expectations!"

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling softly on her golden hair and earnest face, as if casting a gentle glow upon her, making her both beautiful and powerful.

Looking at Barbara, who seemed to be glowing, Yi Chen smiled even more happily and gave her a thumbs up without any ulterior motives.

"That's right! This is the Barbara I know! See you tonight! I'll be giving you a standing ovation from the front row!"

After saying that, he waved his hand gracefully, and a gentle breeze rose around him again. Just like when he came, he transformed into a streak of light and flew away happily.

Barbara was left standing alone, gazing at the horizon where he had disappeared, her gaze lingering for a long time.

She gently pressed her still-pounding chest, which was filled with sweet excitement and boundless energy.