As soon as he opened his eyes,
Venti couldn't help but notice something unusual…
…
"𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒱𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾!"
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Oh, it was the day of his birthday...
*Weirdly enough, it somehow felt out of place...
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As if Time was all over the place again...
*And it surely was...
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But why...?
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"We will help you remember, "Venti". About the things that you forgot in this Timeline, as well as the previous ones. This will surely lead to a Memory Overload, so it is advised that you stay unconscious during the whole process.
...I have a "nifty" spell prepared just for this occasion~"
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"I, Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, wholeheartedly accept the use of this spell on myself."
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Right, that time during Windblume,
During the Hexenzikel meeting...
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Ÿ̶̡̖̟̙͚͔̩͈̯͙̭̜̲́̕ơ̸̧̢̧̛̦̜͖̳͖̪̼̠͓̯̣̳̫͈̬̙͔͇̪̬̗͈̻͈̞̔͆̈̀̀̿̆̎͂̓̌̍̐́̈́̀̋͛͘̕̕̚͝͠ͅu̶̢̨̨͈͕̰̣̳͕̤̼͈͚͙̪̥̜̰̤̟̝̹̺͍̜͇̥͓̮͆̌̑̀̓̋̾̿̉́̈́̍̄͗̿̎̿͐̐̅͗̕̚̚͜͝͝ ̵̡̯͖̙̖̱̠͍͕̮̻̗̜̝̖̬̖̯͖̟̹̞̞̩̩͌͋͒̿́̎̿̕ͅä̴̧̛̪̓́͆̅̓͛̇̂͑̔̅̔̑̇̎̀͐͗̊̌̃͒͘͝r̷̡̲͈̲͎͓͈͍̀͛̃̑̇͂͊̓̔̄̂̚͜͝ê̶̯̩̼̗͎̻̻͕̭͉̠̪̖͕̹͔͍͌͋ ̷͇̰̟̑̄̔̈̀̎̉̐̽̈̏̈̓́͌̈́̌̒͘ą̵̼̻̝̺͔̠͇̱͕̱͕̖̻̯͔̤͇̲̬̙͇̙͓̤̖̦̬͓̌̃̓̓͗̎͜l̸̢̨̡̡͇̳͍̬͍̘̤̟͕̹̫͔͍͉̮͎̩̝̲̹͓͖̤̯̮̮̂͊̓̐̽̅̃̊͛̆͐͂̒͒͑̽̈́̈́̐͂̓̎̏̀̀̍̇̂̚s̷̺̯̮̯͓̉o̴̡̨̧̢̧̢͕̥̥̭͓͕͚͙̫̜̪͇̜͍̘̥͈̰̯̩̗͎̊̈̐̄̇̚̚ͅ ̵̫̯̤͍͙̞͖̽̋͗́̈́͗͛̾t̶̢̡̢̤̤̤͙̼̣͙͉̘͓̖̺̬̠̗͕̺̳̙̑̈́̃̾̏̍͌̐̑̏̏̏̏͒́̂̕͜͜͝ͅh̴̛̳̩͙̳̤̫̝͙̓̈́̽̈̚ͅȇ̸͈̯͓̦̘̘̯̘̫͇͉̣͈̹̟̰̘̠̠̬̇̔̆͜͝ͅ ̷̢̧̛͚̠̻͎̠͇̖̦̘̞͖̺̫̲͙̤̳͇̭̈́̏̑̉͌̓̒́͒͌̒̇͋̓̿̊͛̾͋͊̄̏̈͊̒̃̕͝͠ͅǴ̷̳̖̦̔̈̎̀̏̀̃̃͊́͘͘͠ǫ̸̡̤̠̻̹̱̦̱̮̰͍̝̩̥̼͇̲̹̼̞̒̊͐͝͝d̶̙͖̦͈̮͕̱̜͐͂͌́ ̵̢̡̢̧̨̣̻̮̖̻̟̖̗̖̗͈̫͖̯̳̞̗͙̹̯̜̣̭͌̀̌̈́͐͆̏̈̓̑͆͒̌̒̓͊̉̓̈́͗̅̕͘̕͝ͅó̸̙̭̪̥̠̹̪̮̜̩̰̟͍̔̀̽̊̀͜ͅf̶͎̱̞̲̽͊͑̓̆̀̆͐̓̐̿́̉́̚̕͘ ̸̛͎͚̘̞͎́͊̇̈́͛͂͂̐͗͛̅̀̓̋́̉͂̐̏̑̌͑̂͒̎͠͝͠ͅT̶̡̛͖͕̘̞̗͔̹̏̊͂̋͐͌͂̀̈͛̊̀͒̆͑̿̂͐̔̚͝í̷̛̯͙̲͉̗͇͔͈̼̘̯̙͚̘͈̺̌̈̿̓̑̈́̎̅̈̿̌̑́̊̾̈́͒̀̕͜͝m̶̨̧̛̛̛͉̘͓̳͕̭̮̠̤̳̫̯̣̘̰̙̃̽͒̒̔̄̈́̃͊̈́̓̋͗̓̎̒̐̐̍̅̎̂͘͜͜͠͠ę̵̛̗̜͍̫̩̹̝͍̜̜͈̥̗͕͉̲͍̪̞̱̾͒̍̅̍̾͂̇͌̉͊̅̂͗̌͗͐͘̕
̴̗̼̻̬̪̹͊̋̌̈̈́͒͑͗̀̿͜͜ͅ
̶̨̨̰͕̹̗̘͉͇̠͇̩̯͚̼͉̩̦̯̏͌̔͒͌̽̌̅̊͒̈̔̒̈́̽͛̅̉̀͗̆̌͋̕͜͝.̴̢̘̝͓̩̩̜̦̱̤͙̭̦̣̾̂͗̌͒̊̊͋̈́̀́͒̔̐͂̈́͗́̽̀̄͒͒̔̚͘͘͜.̸̪̜̬̝̘̰͍͕̪͕̯̙̆̀͘ͅ.̸̨̠̙͔̤͎̹͙͇̫̥̺̆̀̃̓̑̃̈̈̇̏̔̅̒̐͆̂͐̌͜ͅB̸̨̢̨̡̖̟̲̺̲̯̯̭͉̠͓͂̍̌̏̈́̂̎̂̈́̿̅̕̕̚͜u̸̧̯̪̳͕̻̦̦̭̜̼͇̞̦̼͕̫̠̤̞̮̭̳̟͕͇̓͝ͅţ̸̙͕͖͔̙̙̪͙͈͉͔͕̰̥͐́̐̈̊͆͜͜͝ ̴̢̛̛̙͆̀̋̑̿̈͋̈́̀͐̏͛̇͂̐̓́̽̌̆̿̒̂̚̕ņ̷̨̡̗͙̙̯̲̫͎̮̩͇͈̙̺͗̈́̈̇́̔͒̉̂̎̚̕͜͜͠o̵̡̨̧̢̤͚͇̫̜̞̫̼͖̱͇̞̩̘̖̖͓̙̙͑͒̅̈́̒̀̈͋̄͐̍͊̏̀̇̆̎̈̕̕͠͝͝͠t̷̡̧̰͍͌̊̊͌̉̑̒͘͝ ̸̨͕͔̤͙͓͙͔̻̣̦͕͙̺͖͈̗̯̂͊̓̈́̿͊̇̓͋̾̎͗̇͑͠ͅy̵̢̨̨̻̜̭̠͈̠͇̱̖̪̪̳̮̩̩̞͇͔̣̻͓̫̟͒̊͗͝ͅͅe̴̛̠͊͊̉̀̅̈́̅̕̚t̷̡̝̮͎͍͈͈̗͍̥̤̤̳̬͚̱̩̤̬̰̄̓̃́͝ͅ
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For HER to admit this of all things,
About how she wanted him to replace her in the future...
*Since there could only be one God of Time at any moment,
It would surely be a hereditary succession...
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"In inheritance, a hereditary successor is a person who inherits an indivisible title or office after the death of the previous title holder. The hereditary line of succession may be limited to heirs of the body, or may pass also to collateral lines, in case of extinction of heirs of the body, depending on the succession rules."
...
There was more to the description, but still,
This short explanation was more than enough...
*One which works both for mortals and...
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Sometimes for immortals too.
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Was she really going to die...?
"Before you ask, yes, I am a part of "Kairos". One that was "left" with you 500 years ago, during the Equivalent Exchange: Your Time Power. Because of my nature and the terms of the Equivalent Exchange, I dare not physically appear before you."
*She was already "in pieces"...
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Somehow, even though he still barely remembered anything about HER...
"I am sorry to have brought such a burden on your shoulders, Barbatos..."
"Barbatos, I don't know if you can hear me, but please take care..."
"Once upon a time, you were my child..."
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"Take care until then, alright, Barbatos...? Don't forget that you are still my favorite child."
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"Oh, there you are, you poor soul! Still so young and yet already went through so much...!
...Hey, do you wish for another chance...? I have the power to grant this wish, if you so desire."
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"...Hum, but if I use my power like this, wouldn't that mean we would become related...?
…And I could always add "something extra" if needed, couldn't I…?"
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"A child, yes...I always wanted to have one~"
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" You are going to be my favorite, Barbatos.
Mom is going to make sure you enjoy your life this time."
He still wanted to spend some more time together with "Kairos", his mother...
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"...'Did "Kairos" really have something to do with my friend's death...?' is what you must still be worrying about. I summoned you here to give you the answer to that question.
...She..."We" didn't lead to your friend's death, but "We" didn't prevent it from happening either...When "We" could have done so easily. I can't tell you the reason why this decision was made, as it might change the favorable future event from occurring. A precaution of sorts that should be able to save your very existence when THEY...
...As a part of "Kairos", I would like to apologize to you for what happened to your friend. Even if his death was necessary, it still hurt you deeply and was one of the reasons why you almost gave up on life.
...I deeply apologize for how much "We" hurt you, Barbatos. If "We" could, "We" would have gladly paid the price necessary for altering fate "Ourselves"."
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"...I deeply apologize for how much "We" hurt you, Barbatos. If "We" could, "We" would have gladly paid the price necessary for altering fate "Ourselves"."
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"If "We" could, "We" would have gladly paid the price necessary for altering fate "Ourselves".
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Ÿ̶̡̖̟̙͚͔̩͈̯͙̭̜̲́̕ơ̸̧̢̧̛̦̜͖̳͖̪̼̠͓̯̣̳̫͈̬̙͔͇̪̬̗͈̻͈̞̔͆̈̀̀̿̆̎͂̓̌̍̐́̈́̀̋͛͘̕̕̚͝͠ͅu̶̢̨̨͈͕̰̣̳͕̤̼͈͚͙̪̥̜̰̤̟̝̹̺͍̜͇̥͓̮͆̌̑̀̓̋̾̿̉́̈́̍̄͗̿̎̿͐̐̅͗̕̚̚͜͝͝ ̵̡̯͖̙̖̱̠͍͕̮̻̗̜̝̖̬̖̯͖̟̹̞̞̩̩͌͋͒̿́̎̿̕ͅä̴̧̛̪̓́͆̅̓͛̇̂͑̔̅̔̑̇̎̀͐͗̊̌̃͒͘͝r̷̡̲͈̲͎͓͈͍̀͛̃̑̇͂͊̓̔̄̂̚͜͝ê̶̯̩̼̗͎̻̻͕̭͉̠̪̖͕̹͔͍͌͋ ̷͇̰̟̑̄̔̈̀̎̉̐̽̈̏̈̓́͌̈́̌̒͘ą̵̼̻̝̺͔̠͇̱͕̱͕̖̻̯͔̤͇̲̬̙͇̙͓̤̖̦̬͓̌̃̓̓͗̎͜l̸̢̨̡̡͇̳͍̬͍̘̤̟͕̹̫͔͍͉̮͎̩̝̲̹͓͖̤̯̮̮̂͊̓̐̽̅̃̊͛̆͐͂̒͒͑̽̈́̈́̐͂̓̎̏̀̀̍̇̂̚s̷̺̯̮̯͓̉o̴̡̨̧̢̧̢͕̥̥̭͓͕͚͙̫̜̪͇̜͍̘̥͈̰̯̩̗͎̊̈̐̄̇̚̚ͅ ̵̫̯̤͍͙̞͖̽̋͗́̈́͗͛̾t̶̢̡̢̤̤̤͙̼̣͙͉̘͓̖̺̬̠̗͕̺̳̙̑̈́̃̾̏̍͌̐̑̏̏̏̏͒́̂̕͜͜͝ͅh̴̛̳̩͙̳̤̫̝͙̓̈́̽̈̚ͅȇ̸͈̯͓̦̘̘̯̘̫͇͉̣͈̹̟̰̘̠̠̬̇̔̆͜͝ͅ ̷̢̧̛͚̠̻͎̠͇̖̦̘̞͖̺̫̲͙̤̳͇̭̈́̏̑̉͌̓̒́͒͌̒̇͋̓̿̊͛̾͋͊̄̏̈͊̒̃̕͝͠ͅǴ̷̳̖̦̔̈̎̀̏̀̃̃͊́͘͘͠ǫ̸̡̤̠̻̹̱̦̱̮̰͍̝̩̥̼͇̲̹̼̞̒̊͐͝͝d̶̙͖̦͈̮͕̱̜͐͂͌́ ̵̢̡̢̧̨̣̻̮̖̻̟̖̗̖̗͈̫͖̯̳̞̗͙̹̯̜̣̭͌̀̌̈́͐͆̏̈̓̑͆͒̌̒̓͊̉̓̈́͗̅̕͘̕͝ͅó̸̙̭̪̥̠̹̪̮̜̩̰̟͍̔̀̽̊̀͜ͅf̶͎̱̞̲̽͊͑̓̆̀̆͐̓̐̿́̉́̚̕͘ ̸̛͎͚̘̞͎́͊̇̈́͛͂͂̐͗͛̅̀̓̋́̉͂̐̏̑̌͑̂͒̎͠͝͠ͅT̶̡̛͖͕̘̞̗͔̹̏̊͂̋͐͌͂̀̈͛̊̀͒̆͑̿̂͐̔̚͝í̷̛̯͙̲͉̗͇͔͈̼̘̯̙͚̘͈̺̌̈̿̓̑̈́̎̅̈̿̌̑́̊̾̈́͒̀̕͜͝m̶̨̧̛̛̛͉̘͓̳͕̭̮̠̤̳̫̯̣̘̰̙̃̽͒̒̔̄̈́̃͊̈́̓̋͗̓̎̒̐̐̍̅̎̂͘͜͜͠͠ę̵̛̗̜͍̫̩̹̝͍̜̜͈̥̗͕͉̲͍̪̞̱̾͒̍̅̍̾͂̇͌̉͊̅̂͗̌͗͐͘̕
̴̗̼̻̬̪̹͊̋̌̈̈́͒͑͗̀̿͜͜ͅ
̶̨̨̰͕̹̗̘͉͇̠͇̩̯͚̼͉̩̦̯̏͌̔͒͌̽̌̅̊͒̈̔̒̈́̽͛̅̉̀͗̆̌͋̕͜͝.̴̢̘̝͓̩̩̜̦̱̤͙̭̦̣̾̂͗̌͒̊̊͋̈́̀́͒̔̐͂̈́͗́̽̀̄͒͒̔̚͘͘͜.̸̪̜̬̝̘̰͍͕̪͕̯̙̆̀͘ͅ.̸̨̠̙͔̤͎̹͙͇̫̥̺̆̀̃̓̑̃̈̈̇̏̔̅̒̐͆̂͐̌͜ͅB̸̨̢̨̡̖̟̲̺̲̯̯̭͉̠͓͂̍̌̏̈́̂̎̂̈́̿̅̕̕̚͜u̸̧̯̪̳͕̻̦̦̭̜̼͇̞̦̼͕̫̠̤̞̮̭̳̟͕͇̓͝ͅţ̸̙͕͖͔̙̙̪͙͈͉͔͕̰̥͐́̐̈̊͆͜͜͝ ̴̢̛̛̙͆̀̋̑̿̈͋̈́̀͐̏͛̇͂̐̓́̽̌̆̿̒̂̚̕ņ̷̨̡̗͙̙̯̲̫͎̮̩͇͈̙̺͗̈́̈̇́̔͒̉̂̎̚̕͜͜͠o̵̡̨̧̢̤͚͇̫̜̞̫̼͖̱͇̞̩̘̖̖͓̙̙͑͒̅̈́̒̀̈͋̄͐̍͊̏̀̇̆̎̈̕̕͠͝͝͠t̷̡̧̰͍͌̊̊͌̉̑̒͘͝ ̸̨͕͔̤͙͓͙͔̻̣̦͕͙̺͖͈̗̯̂͊̓̈́̿͊̇̓͋̾̎͗̇͑͠ͅy̵̢̨̨̻̜̭̠͈̠͇̱̖̪̪̳̮̩̩̞͇͔̣̻͓̫̟͒̊͗͝ͅͅe̴̛̠͊͊̉̀̅̈́̅̕̚t̷̡̝̮͎͍͈͈̗͍̥̤̤̳̬͚̱̩̤̬̰̄̓̃́͝ͅ
...
This was what she herself decided on, right...?
*If so, then as the God of Freedom, he...
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"̸̧̟̩̝̲̜̳̬̳͎̞̏̒̚I̴̧̨̡̥̤͇̞͇̲͍̖̮̘̠̟̰̖̹͓̰͉̱͌̿̄̽͘ͅ ̸̛̤̭̯̥̣͐͂͊̐̈͗̑͋̎͊̏̈́̽ą̵̧̨̛͉͕̗̳͖͉̻̻͚͖̲̟̪̲̾̍͗͋́͐̆̎͋̔̈́̌̌͒̍̂͗̒͗͊̽͊͘͘̚̚͜͝ͅm̵̨̙̞̟͎̞͚̜͖̯̜͓͎͚̜͈͍̼̳͉̰̺̬͖͍̾͂̈́̑̆̈́̿ͅ ̶̡̧̢̲̭̼̖̳͈̞̫͇͖̭͎͍̩̜͕̺͔̖̾̂͋͑̈́̆͐͐̆̇́͂̏̆͗̑̀̊̓̾̿̊͒̐͘͝͝s̴̢͓̫̼̯͔̻͕͕̻͈̳̝̭̱͕͕̜̱̩̥̺͈̎͛̃̓̆̆̕ͅơ̵̧̛̛͚͉̱̣̥̺͔̮̳̜̺̮̝̾̆́̄͂̋̿̏̓͑̀͒̽́̾̐̆̿̓̈́͆͘͜r̸̛͙͉̠̫͈̲̮͎͔̭̼̱̟̥̖̘̩̲̓̓̅̈̏̐̊̊̉͒͐͑̔̑͗̇̆͛̒͑͑̑̍͐͒̽̈̕͝r̵̢͗́̎̊̌̅y̷̛̛̞̙͔̱͌͐̄̔͊̉͂̈́͑̍ ̸̻̯̯̣̅̆͊͊̌̂͂̎̇͋̓̓t̵̡̡̨̢̧̢̞̠͉͎̩͍̩̩̥̩̪̘̫͎̩̖̱̳̲̗̣̰̝̜̔̈́̿̐͗̆͗̓̽͋̈́̕ö̷̡̯̼̘͎̜̺͕͕̘̮̥̫̦͙̩̰̼̫̪́̃̀̿̾̀̀͜ͅ ̸̧̬͙͚̗̩̞͎̼̦̗̭͓̟̳̖̥͕̍͆͛̆̇̿̌̅͐́̓̽́̽̄̅͂̏̽̈́̇̄̕͜͜͠ṡ̵̨̨͈͇̳͈͎̤̙͚͙̯̣̫͍̗͖̹͖͇͓̼̦͚̰̠̘̳̀͑̅̀̇̀̽̈́̃̒̀̌́̿̒͘͜͝a̸̜͋̎̏̽̏̍̈́̒̈́͐͠͝y̸̨̨̛̫̥̭̺͕̱͇̖͍̝̩̱͔͓̟̾̽̒̔͛̏̅̅̈̄̾̂̀̈́̂̕̕͜͜͜͜͝͠͝ ̴̢̡̧͉͇̲̼̖̹̩̜͎̠̰̳͙̳̇̀͆̈̅̑͐̿̇͛͌̀̀͂́͑̀̕̚͜ͅt̷̨̧̬̙̜̱̘͇̪͖̺̱̼̥̙̮͎̮́͆̀̇̀̍͗̿̒̒̍̌̃̓͂̿̍͌̔̾̋̔̑͛̽̀̓͂̈́̚h̸̨͉̳̭̠͖͈̣̗̹̳̩̼̪͙̗̘̹̱͔̺̘̝͙̮̀͋͗͗̑̓̍͛̀̿͑̌̊͑̐̐̓̅͜͜͝į̵̡̨̛͕̼̜̖̠͎̮̮̤̮̮̯͍̜͎̺̩̱̠̲͖̔̄̉͋͛̉̾̆͐̂̄̀̑̔̇̿͐̈́͛͋̃̚͘͘͝͝͝ͅs̶̡͓̖̬͔̠̠̤̙͎̑̀̄͌͗͒͋̿͗̚͠͝,̶̩̮͚̙͉̬̙͓͚͉̤̬̙̯͖̦̫̫̂̆̒͑͐̇̕ͅͅ ̷̢̧̡̨̧̛̛̜͉͍͇̯̰̤̤̹͉̞̭̖̬̩̟̮̭͖̱̘͈̌͆͑̎͐̿͑̓̎̇̾͆͋̓̋̉̓͆̎͠b̶̨̻̣̳͎̠̻̟͈͎̩̭͕̗̜̦͕̜͉͊͑̐̄͂͐̐̄̍̆̈́͋̈̓͛̎͒͊͋̿̅̐͂͗̏̊̋̕̚ų̸̢̡͓͍͖͕̤̪̗̞̜̞̤̬͓͖͎̫̺̱̈́͌̐̀͆̀̓̔͌̀̒͆̉̂̒̓̔͌̾̾́͆͠ͅͅt̸̨̡̠͖̳̥̱̬̬̞͙̲͇̱̝͖͈̔̈́̒̆̄͆̈́̿̂̒͗̔̀͑̿̑͝͠ ̵͖̮̣̱̰̪̼̳̙̎̄̃̔̿͘ͅÿ̸̡͉͈͚̦̤͉̺͙́ơ̴̡͚̜͑̇͆̇̎̆̀́̂̉̎̃̌̌̈́͗͗̚̕̚u̴̡̬͙̲̟̳͆̓͒̀̈̍̿̍̾̓̓̊͂̑͆̇̆́̕͘͝ ̸̡̤̻̮̭͖̣̹̺͎̞̜̫̲̺̣̟̒͆̈̓̎̅̊w̵̡̢̧̫̠͚͔̝͇̬͎̱͈͚̲̲̞͉̜̬̠̫͈̟̜͍̬̔̓̂̏̃̔͑̒͌́̏̍̽͆͑͑̽̚̚ͅi̵̡͈̱̺̹̰̟͓̽͂̃̈́͊̈̂̑̾̅̅̚͝ļ̶̞̠͚͖͚̩͖̱̲̞̺̹̳̣͈̯͈̲̹͔̬̽̌̍̿͌̓̀̾̓̊͑͌͑̄͐͑̔̚ͅͅl̵̲͙̝͚̯̹̥͖̤͗̈́̂͗̿͒̇̀͐͛̽͑̔̽̈́̋̈̇̂̓̅́̽̓͘̕̚͠ ̸̛̟̪̝͐̆́̌̈́̈́̅̀̉̃͊͋̃̓̈̚s̷̡̡̡̧͕̼̞̖̱̖͇̱͍͈͔̺̭̭̥̼̻̳͕̅͋͆͑͝ͅͅi̸̲͆̀͛̋͠m̵͈̱̯͕̙͆̈̿̄̿̂̉p̴̛͉̼̟͖̬̖̣̪̹͋̒̃̌̄́̈́͐̂̑͑̆͑͐̌̏͋̈̒̍̀͗̅͝͠͠l̷̡͈͉̣̼̖̠̟̤̱̔̑́̑̑́̓̓̉̀̄̆̾̐͒̃͆̈́͗̈̈́͂̂͒̈̚͝͝y̷̡̡̛̩͇̪̰̖͔̳̤͈̪̜̻̺̟̦̅̈́̊͗͂͋̋̓͗͐̇͛̊͗͐̾̔̑̈́̅̕͜͝͝ͅ ̶̡̡̛̬̟̻͎̗̭͇̟̭̖̲͆̉͋̈̇́̅̉̍̅͌͘͜͝h̸̢̠͓̬̯̮̝͕̘͉̮̖̲͕́̀̈́͒̉͗̎̇̉͗́͘̚ą̸̡̢̛̞̳̮̫̯̪͕̞̭̬̖̭̭̩̖͈͎̫͎̜͕̣̓̅̇͒͐̆̃̅͐̎̒̍̀͘v̸̢̲̳̝̱̗̜̭͍̤͕̞̆͋́͛͒̍̋̓̒̒͑̿̆͂͒͑̋͋̐̆̎͝͠͠ë̵̡͙͇͉͕͖̥̖͎͉̜͔̭̩̯̖͉͙͓̼̖̻̫̣̬͙͚̝̳́̊̏̿̐͑̀͌̃̐̓̇͐͗̀͝͝ͅ ̷̜̗̫͑̇͒̓͐̂͐̒̈́t̸̡̧̧̨̙͙̦̼̥͚͖̺̞̗͓̭̱̟̥̒̒̿̎̀̇͆̍̆́͋̾̀͆́̔̌̈́̊̔͗͘͝͠ͅo̶̡̧̢͈̲͓̿̈́̓̒̆̅̿̉̿̓̋̑́̾͆̾̊̍͝ ̶̧̢̢̢͎̻̤̙̖͍͚͉͔̰̖͙̝̻͉̱̮̳̦̖͍̱̤̜͇̀͌́̃͌̎̈́́͒̌̀̋͠͠͠ä̴̤̤̳̜̗̝͙̗̇̉̐̽̈́̋͗̃̍̑̾̈́̍̄͐̍̕̕͘͘c̶̢̡̪̭̦̭̺̠̱̳͌̅̔͝c̸̢̧̛̤̱̯̻͕͙̯̟̟̗̟̜̻̠̻̺̎̂̈́̏̉̈́̊̑̊͂͋̉̍͛̽̈̉̊̈́͛̔̇͐͆͝͝ę̵̧̧̛̥͇̪̫̼̼͉͎̬͕̬̟̌̀̽̄̇̈́̐͋͋̓͘͜͠p̸̳̞̯̙̟͇̗͔̻͒t̸̲̜͚̳̻͙̥̼̮̰̣̭̋̃̃̅͒͑͊̈́̉͑̕͘͜͝ͅ ̵̺̜̖̯̓̏̓̅̀̒̀̌̎̉̃̏́̍̅̌͊̉͐͗̊̔̚͘Ō̵̡͇̻̹͔̺̮͚̭̬͈̥̥͖̣̰̌̂̑͐̇͛͊̏̓̇͊͒̈̃̅̽̓̆͌̀̂̿̏̕͜ͅͅṲ̴̧̨̳͖̖̐̾͌̽̐̃̆͒̉̀̚̕͜͝R̷̳̘̭̐̓͋̃͗͑̂̈́́̆̈̍͆̽͑̈̊͛̄͆͒̓̑̈̅̚̕͘͝͝ ̶̢̨̖̦͍͚͔͙̬̼̲̮͕̭̘̹̀͜d̸͓͓̤̪̟̣̓̇͐͑̾̐̅̾̔͋̇͐̿̈́̓̚͘͝è̵̜̦̩̐͌͆̍̍̒̽̑̽̓͛́͋̉̚̚̚͝͝c̴̢̛̛̛̈̽̇̃̊͛̑̑̌͌͂̀̇͌̾̓͂̽̔̅̉͆̍̚̕͝i̵̢̼̼̫̰̝͈͚̳͐́̽̔̈́̈́̒̀̈́͑̓̂̏̅̾̈́̈̎͑̀̓͠ͅş̴̢̛̬̣͎͙̙̰̬̜͍̣̼̯͍͍̦̖͇̫͚̳̗͈͖̯͑̊́͊͆́̏͒͗̎̊͑̀̂͐̌̿͑͆͆̌̚̕͜͝ͅi̵̢̨̫̝̳̥̞͕͎̬̤̻̥͚̬͓̫͑̀̓̐̇̓̌̾͝ơ̶̯͒̎́̆͊̾̇́͊̆͋̾͗̇͛́͊͒̚͝͠ņ̶̛̜̳̣͔̱͔̜̞͎̺̹̗̖̓͊͂̽̿̓̂̋͋͊̀͘͘͝͝,̶̨̞̼̞͙̬̩̹͇͚͈̠̜͚̫͉̜͚͓͂͒̍͆̋́͜͝ͅͅ ̷̣̠͗͑͐̆̓͆̽͘͠B̶̢̖̼͓̫͖̠̹̲̥̘̱͉͎̆̓͐̐̽̄̄̇̈́͑͗̈̓̾͒̔̀̓̀̉̐̉͝͠à̶̡̡̧͇̯͓̩̰͉̩͉͓̰͚̗͇̩̦͙̙͒̿͋̓̋̊͑̇̽̈͜͝ŗ̴̢̠̦͚̼͕͇̲̰͔͔̭͓̜͉͎͎̣̭͖̳͚̻̣͒̓̐͊̽͂͋̈́̿͊̈̉̇̊̃̉̇̈́̚͝͝ͅb̸̨̧̥̰̮͉͚̺̲̰̘̲̯͚̪̻̼̯̯̩̘̪̜͕͍͗̑̓̉̿̏͋͛͐͆͛̏̍͆̂̃̕͜ͅȧ̴̢̢͇̠̰̟̺̗̳͙̫̠̙̮̺͓̲͉̰͕̘͔͍̭͓̜̻͚̩̀̆̓͜͠t̶̢̧̥͖͇̠̠̣͕̙̳̰̹̱̝̣̜̪̗̰͚̦̥́̄̓̃̂̋̔̓̔̿͐̉̾̀̚͝͝͠͠ò̴̢͕̼̲̝͖̋̌̃s̷̡̢̨̨̛̹̙̟͙̞͖̘͉͔̭͍̻̙̟͈̱̬͙̬̙̰͒͒͌͌̐͜͜ͅ.̷̡̲̮̱̤͓̺̮͕̙͇̥̲̙̯̞̦̹͎̺͎͉̞̩͚̆͂́͛̓̿̾̄̋̏͂̎́̂͛̈́͂͌̍͜͝͝"̴̮̯͓͓͔͓̙̣͚͗̆̈͋̒̄͂̄̿̈́̅̽̍̋̀͊̍̿̅͘͠͠͝
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-...I should check what kind of surprise my adorable people prepared for me this time...-Venti couldn't help but soon say aloud, as he tried hard to stop thinking about a certain matter. At first he found out they were close, then about them being friends and lastly that they were mother and child. And just recently hearing this "Admittance"...-...If you didn't want me to feel this way now, you shouldn't have revealed it all to me...
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"̵̡̧͉̬̻͚͙̮̻̭̠͓̟̟̪̻̝̥͎̗͍̓̊̎͌͜.̵̢̡̛͖̲̥̻̪̦͙̏̅̿͐̀̋̀̍̍̈́͂̌͌̇̀̐̏̿͒̽̓̌̉̎̈́̆̀͐̀͜.̴͖̱̹͉̻̪̬͔͙̈́͋͜.̷̹̼̙̳͋̿͌̋̓̃͊͠"̶̡̮̠̹̦̲͇̫̗̝̺̘̹̊̀́́̀̀̊̀̾̏͛̄̈́̈́̀̀̕͜͠Į̸͈̪͖̬͕̙͕̝͇̪͙͈͕̗̰̣̗͙̠̗̭̖̹͈͙͇͖̐̔͐͊̂̑̾̀͂́̊̄̂̓́̈̉̈́̕͝"̵̠̼͔͍̜̖͓̼̘̒͌̒̈́̀̌̀̏.̴̼̺̤̦͉͈̭͑̒̋̒̃̏͆͗̓̌̆̊̃́̕͝͝.̵̛̬̼̪͓̗̺͕̯̯̠̥̭̆̏͆͂̅̍̏̌̋̃͌͘͠ͅͅ.̵̛̠̣̭͙̗́̆̈́̑͌̄̊͒̐͊̇̅̆͒̋͌̑̕W̸͉̬͖̘̘̤̻̯̰̥̜̖̻͉͙̬̯̙̙͐̆̍͂̂́͝ͅĘ̸̢̛̟͕̲̣͉̠̰̟̯̬̯̜̰͉̪̠̰̪̹̭͈͚̋̏̎͋̐̍̍̽͑̾̓́̉͂̂̓͊̄͒͛̈́̚̚͘͝͝ͅ ̶̡͖̱͔͇̪̯̰͖̗̖͇̬͖̽̐̑͂̒̀̋̆̉̉͆̓̄̅́̿͗̄̇̇̂̆͘̕͝ą̶̢̛͓̜̞̤͙̭̰̫̝͖̹̽̒̌̇̈́͂̅̆̐̿͋͑̈́̔̈́̓͊͐͛̒́̈́́̔͠͝͝͠r̷̨̬͕͚͕̫̗̥̜͌̾͂̅̽͒̇̌͗́̇͂̐̓̄͘͘͝e̴̲̙̲͚̳̮͚͕̺͙̯̟̼̖͔̳̞̻͕̖̻̓̓̎̓͊̄͆͊̎̒͊̑̐̌̾̈́̊̀͆͌̒̈́͛̕͝͝͝ͅ ̴̡͔̙̱͉̳̅́̔͆̀͑̔̌͗̍̽̎̄̓̈́̔̎͂̎̅̌͒͘͜͝͝͠ŝ̷̨͓̭̯̥̣͈͚̲̬̗̼̤̝̬̹̥̭̱͕̼̻͔̱͙̝̤͚͎̀̀̀̈́͌̒̏̎͐̈́̍́͊͐͒̍̓̾̋̅̎̽o̷̧̧̤̼͍̺̞͈̪͚̱̬̣̣̩̩̠̥̻̖͉̬̝̺͍̣͌̍̓̇̂̈́̌̍͆̆͐̀̓̄͛̿̉͘̕͝ͅŗ̶̨̨̛̞̪̖͉̯̰̝͉̈́̈́͊͌̏̐̍̍̊̌̓͐̋̓̈́̀́̽̕͜͝ͅŗ̷̛̛̠̰͉̗̫̟̙̦͓̗̥̗̂̈́̇̂̈͋̓̈̋̈́̀̋̈́͐͊̈͊͂́̋̚͝ͅy̶̰̭͉̝̰̝̿̉̒͊̇̎̑̉͑͑̎̈́̆̔͘͜.̶̨͎̠̙͔̳̘͉͖̹̮̺̘̰͎̫̦̗̼̪̩̥̣̤̜̰̲̈̑̅͂̎̓͗̂͗͐͆͗̈́͐̌̂̑̚̚̚͜͝͠ͅͅ"̸̘͉̳̤͎̩̣͑͒̏̈̐̅͗̂̈̍̈́͊̈́̌̎̓̆͌͜͝͝͝
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"̵̛̩͚̜̱̭̙̻͚̻̘͎͎̏͗͊̉͗̾.̷̨̧̯͈̤͍̻̳̝̭͙̪̅͂̇̓̂.̴̧̗̳̺͇̺̙̼̬͕̼̳̼̞͇͑̽̈́̋̆̈́̀̑͑͑͑̈̔͗͊͋̀̀͋̀̓̕͠͝ͅ.̸̢̳̬̺̙̘͍̼̟̭͎̻͔̙̰̟̖̣̀̐̌̏̌͗̀́͆̒̎͊̂͠ͅW̷̼̣͍͓̘͇͚̩͖̭̣̽͊̄̈́Ȇ̶̡̧͓͎̜̬̲͚̞̘͎̩̤̮̜̠̗̙͎̰͔̝͍͖͂͋̿̐̾̀̀̅̅̈̊̏͌͝͠͠ ̴͚̯̞͕̓̚ḁ̸̢̨̢̛̮̯̯̳̮͇̺͖͓̠̼̰̟̻̳̝͚̗͕͆̇̉̎̇̓̐̎̓͛̓̕͜͝ͅr̴̢̡̞̯̫̹͎̥̝̰̬͚͖̘̟͇͙̩̩̫͔͕̰͍̍̓̽̂͒̈́͗̒́̆̾̍̄͗̈́̌̌̆̑̆͂̋͒̈́̑̑̇͘͜͝ę̶̞̰̳͖̟͔͈̭̠̆̃́̌̌̍̑̀̋̍̅́̅̓͂̈́̊̋̎̅̒̒̍̚̚͘͝ͅ ̴̢̧͙̗̰͔̟̤̮͕̻͕͍̭̳̙͖̻̭̼͎̻̦̦͂͛̈́̓̀͊̓̈́̽̎̈́̑̀͛̂͘͠ṯ̴̢̨̱̘͈̤̞̺͍̻̯̺̘̱̳̥͓͉͚͌͆͋͊͛͜ͅr̷̢̧̨̡͖͔̟̜̟̱̗̗͉͙̰̩̪̲̲̥̠̼̜̈́̽̅̽͗͑́̄̀̉͜͝͝ͅṵ̵̧͈̹̙͖̯͉̬͎͕̔͋̅̀̏l̶̡̡͙̤̻͔̼̼̲̲̼͙̤͔̮͉͚̰̰̰͚̹̙͎̿͗̐̄̈́̐̀̒͜y̵̡̗̥̘͖̻̰̹͔̘̫̗̩̮̳̙̘̼̯̬̍͆͑̿͜ ̵͉͖̙̣͇̮̗̣̖̗̰̼̺͉̖̙̗͔̟̰̞̒͌́̌̓͆̿͛̔̈͒̀̄͌̅̌̇͑͋̋͂̏͘̕͘̚͜͜͜͝͝͝ͅs̷̨̩̪̺͔̻͈̪̬̙̞̪͈̖̱̫̲̫̳̖͒̃̅ơ̵̩̰̮͓̎̇͛̈́̑̓̓͑͗͋̐̽̍̒͆̊͐͊̈̆̚͝͝r̷̡̢̛̞̤͇͙̟̝̠̰̳͔͈̜̘͔̟̺͎̥̬̥̓̒̈͒̀̈̊̊͜ͅͅr̸͉̣͈̳͖̅̄̔̓̔͛̂̀̀̋̽̔͆̈́̏͛̚͘y̷̧̨̦̯̣̪͖̹̗̟̜̱͕͇̖̠͚͕̦̣̒͂̇̒͆̀̈́̕͝,̸̧̢̧̙̰̦̪̫̟̯͑̈̿̓̓͋̓͗͛̃̀̐̔̆̀̎͑̓̈́̌̎̕͝ ̵̢̥̤̪͖̰̝̤̬͙̳͚̘̼̟̯̗̱͈͉̎͒̋̅́̇̀͋̽̈́̃͊̈̓̽̈́͆́̕̕͠͝B̵̛͚̮͔̬̞͔̼̺͑̒̊̆̈́́͆͊͂̆̎͌́̈́́͊̎̈̕͠á̷̧̢͔̗̙͚̝͑̃̆̉̃͐͗̀̅̆͝͝͝͝ͅr̷̤̫͛́͘͘͜b̵̡̘̱̫̩͉̪͉̠̝̙̱̙̻̩̖̪̱͈͉͓̖̬͍̿̃̀́͒͒̋̓̀̍͑̀͝ͅͅą̸̧̙̰͇͍̻̭͓͚̱̩̳͈̮̗̙̪͍̜̲̠͗̈́̈̂̎́̾̓̚ẗ̵̛͓͙̻̞̻́͑̾͗̔̍̅͐̓̽̾̎̑̋̃͑̆͐͝͝͝͝o̵̢̧̧͇̳̬̣̫̩͖̖̤̤̠̩͙̰̬̫̳͖̍̓͗̈̏́̎̀̀̕̚͜͜͝s̴̟̠̾͗́̄͐͊̽̊̉́̏̂̊̔͆̾̄̐̐̒̽̑͝͠͠.̵̧̛̫͕̥̻̯̟̙̮̪̖̬̰͎͖̣͙̻̝̟̠̯̫͙͎̑̎̔̓̊̒̂̀͋͐̑͌͌̑̅͋̒͗͗̾̕͜"̶̧̗̹͓̫͖̞̰̳͔͎̈̍͐́͂̆̋̍̊̇͊̏̓͗̂̔̌͗͊̂̏̄̌̕͠͠͝
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But were "THEY" really…?
"Barbatos, Deaconess Barbara has come to get you.", the Winds informed him a few minutes later, sounding a little sad, "...We also informed her about your current..."Dilemma". We didn't go into specifics, so it should be fine, but she is still understandably worried."
They added before becoming quiet once again,
Leaving Venti to ponder on what they just admitted...
*Of course they would notice and get worried,
And knowing how Barbara was, she would have noticed it regardless...
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Not just as a God and his Deaconess,
But they were now also close friends.
*But the "issue" with "Kairos"...
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Just what was he going to tell her...?
*Without THEM noticing it and starting to act,
And without feeling like he keeps secrets from her...
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Even though he still felt conflicted about his mother's admittance himself,
So he wasn't even sure what he was going to manage to tell without just emotiona...
"̶̭̑P̶͕͚̾̀l̷̫̔e̸̼̼̋ȁ̵̢̧́s̵͉̔͜ē̴͇̎,̸̰̳͝ ̶̗̼̏̑ḍ̷̟͌͐ö̸͖̭́͝n̶̝̳̅̉'̶͚̆̚t̵̜̹͝ ̶̢̱̌u̶̘͑n̶̠̽n̶͕̫̏é̴͕͓̓c̵̨̘͒̽e̸͈̭̋̚s̷̲̻͐ş̷̠͐͐a̷͜͠r̷͇̞̂i̷̢̨͂͠l̶͓̤̏͐y̸̧͌͐ ̵͗́͜d̸̡̔͋ẅ̴̨e̴̗͓͝͝l̸̯͎̈́̈́l̵̫̭̽ ̷̠̏̕o̸̱͑̚ņ̴̠̓ ̸̪̆̒t̴̹͛̈h̶̦̾i̷͙͎͊s̵͖̋ ̸̡̰̌͌i̷̲̼̐s̸͖͇̏s̵̭̹͋͋u̶̧͕̔̈́è̴̲͉͠,̴̺͂͛ ̸͕̫̿B̷͈̄̂ͅa̸̓͜͠ṟ̵̅.̷̖̈́͝.̴̟͍̂̋.̵̞͖́"̶̰͆M̶̠̖̏̀Y̴̪̭͊͠"̶͈̓ ̵̼̱̍s̷̤͒͝ǒ̶͔͘n̵̫̤̕.̵̩̓
̷͈͔͗͗Y̸͍͂͊o̵̜̔ų̴̙̚ ̴͍̔ș̵̗̾h̵̰͒o̸̩͓̒ū̵̹l̸̬͒͘ḓ̶͒ ̸̟̃̽b̷̨̜͗e̴͙̟̾̚ ̸̜̄ẹ̵̲̍n̸̮̦̿̊j̴̞͋̕o̵͍̔͑y̸̛̖̭í̵͉̚n̸̤̊͋g̸̝̺̑ ̴̻̂ẙ̷̱͚ỏ̸̟̈u̷̧͔͑r̷̨̎̀ ̷̺͗͘b̸̝͈͝i̴̯͋ŗ̴̅ṱ̶̉͒͜ḧ̴͈́d̴̜̀͝a̶̩͍͂͛y̴̦̖͊,̶̥̈̿ ̶̻̅t̸̛̮̣ö̷̥g̴͖͊ę̸̜͋t̶̝̭͌h̷̪́̊ë̵̜͓́r̴̨͍̈́ ̸̰̏͘w̵͉̕ȋ̵̛̝̺t̶̘̏̌ḧ̵̠͍́̄ ̷̱̃y̴̹̫̎ô̶̦̪ǘ̷̧̉r̷̋ͅ ̴̻̐̔p̸̨̫̿ĕ̷̳̃o̶̥͑̌p̵̲̥͗͗l̷̳̈e̸̬͕̓.̷̻͑̈"̵̯̍
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Easier said than done, but he will try to do what she pleads..."Asks" regardless...
*Even simply because his children surely worked hard to prepare him the best birthday party they could.
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And now he simply needed to wait for Barbara to knock on the door.
-Are you sure you are going to be alright, Venti...? -Barbara couldn't help but ask him in worry, as she was leading him to the "Birthday Party" area. -If you need some more time to think everything through, we can postpone the party from a few minutes to an hour.
-No, there is no need for this, Barbara. Not only am I feeling a little better now, but the work you all put into holding this birthday party for me...-Venti started in reassurance, looking and sounding grateful as he was glancing between different parts of the city. -...I can clearly see how much effort it must have taken you. The decorations alone are truly beautiful.
He truthfully admitted, taking the view in full:
The familiar city which now had many Glaze Lilies growing around it,
The additional golden decorations and Cecilia flowers making the place look more festive,
As the numerous Anemo Crystalflies fluttered through the place, giving the city a mysterious feeling...
*Seems like the people did it all during the night and early morning, when he was deeply asleep,
And now, even though it was currently near afternoon, the place still looked quite magical...
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It kind of reminded him of last year's birthday party,
Even though a lot of things were quite different this year...
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"My old friend! How have I missed you!
It has been ages since we last saw each other!
Did you miss me too, just as I did you...?
...Were you lonely without me...? Were you sad...? You were, weren't you, my cute little friend~"
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"...Bard, are you sure you are feeling alright...?
...You know...It's a tree...Right...?
...Don't you realize that this is...A little...?"
"It's MY TREE! MINE! And also one of my BEST FRIENDS!
...I can HUG, KISS and COO to it as much as I want and YOU AREN'T GOING TO STOP ME!"
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"It was quite a nice trip, wasn't it?
We should do this again sometime!"
...
First of all, while he was no longer cooped up in Mondstadt city,
He didn't flirt with the "Symbol of Mondstadt's Hero" this time,
In turn making Master Diluc and everyone else really worried...
*That was...A truly embarrassing time.
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Second of all, it didn't look like the party was going to take place at the Statue Plaza this time.
*Venti couldn't help but wonder where it's going to be now,
And more importantly, when he and Barbara are going to arrive there.
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Perhaps it would be better if he just teleported them there...?
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Walking through the city now and being reminded of last year's birthday party,
Certain and very embarrassing memories came to mind...
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"Where do you think you are going, "Venti"...?
You aren't thinking of running away, are you...?
...And after everyone worked so hard to prepare everything and decorate the place~"
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"...I-I...U-uh...
...I-I am thankful...F-for the gesture...E-even though decorating the statues during Windblume is quite enough and you already know what I think about that...!
...I-I...I-I am just going to...L-lie here...H-have a breather...Haha...! T-there's nothing to see here...! N-nothing at all...!"
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"...Is the tone-deaf bard embarrassed...?
Paimon would have never expected him to have stage fright!"
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"This is normal. When Barbatos is overly embarrassed, he tries to "vanish" without much success.
Last time this happened, he proceeded to bury himself in pillows.
Truthfully, it was quite endearing to watch."
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"Shouldn't we do something about this...?
Everyone went through so much trouble to prepare for the secret party, yet he is hiding.
So much work is going to waste."
"If you plan to lure him out, then Dandelion Wine should do the trick.
The bard is such a drunkard, I sometimes wonder how he ever became an Archon."
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Last time, he was so embarrassed he hid himself in the stack of presents,
Before turning into his "Wind Spirit" form and well...
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He was acting truly immaturely back then.
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"Happy Birthday, Venti!"
A banner was seen in the distance, located by a familiar tree...
*So this time, his birthday was being held at Windrise...
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It's not due to how he acted last year, is it...?
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-You really like the tree, Venti, so we decided to host it there. -Barbara soon answered his unasked question, as they continued walking towards it. -The Winds also said that you will be overjoyed if we held it there.
She added with a small warm smile on her face,
One that he soon returned with a fake one...
*He had a very strong urge to "Punish" certain...
"NOOOOO! BARBATOS, DON'T DO THAT TO US! DON'T OVERWORK US AGAIN!", the Winds suddenly yelled out in clear fright, "We are sorry! We are sorry! Last time it was so funny that we...!", their voice suddenly cut off, as silence reigned for a few long seconds, "Oh, you have almost approached the tree, Barbatos! Look, the children are about to sing you a birthday song! Isn't that great?!"
And after these panicky words, they became quiet once again,
But before the Archon could think more about this, said song soon started...
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"Happy Birthday, Venti!
Happy Birthday to you!
This day comes once a year,
And we are glad to spend it with you!
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This is the day of your birthday,
The day you were born into this world,
It might not be the same as our birth,
But you are still our family all the same!
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Happy Birthday, Venti!
Happy Birthday to you!
This day comes once a year,
And we are glad to spend it with you!
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We are glad to have you with us,
Here in Mondstadt, our beautiful home!
Not as our god, but our friend,
We all love you so much!
Let's play together later, okay?
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Happy Birthday, Venti!
Happy Birthday to you!
This day comes once a year,
And we are glad to spend it with you!
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Each day, of every week, of every month, of every year,
As long as we live, we would like to spend it with you!
Let's have fun together and make lots of memories!
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So no matter what happens,
No matter how much time passes,
You would never be alone, Venti!
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Because we will still be here, together with you."
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The song ended way too fast,
And yet, this warm feeling he now felt...
*Any moment now and he felt like he was about to cry,
If he wasn't already, as at the moment, it was really hard to tell...
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The children's cheerful song and the beautifully decorated tree,
With delicious looking food and drinks served on the nearby table,
As everyone gathered together in order to celebrate his birthday...
*It looks like even Morax was able to come,
Which he couldn't help but feel glad about...
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And of course, there was also the big cake and the many presents,
A whole pile of them, in fact, once again...
*Better not think much about it, or he might get embarrassed...
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Yes, this birthday party that everyone so lovingly prepared for him,
Venti was certain he was going to enjoy it in full~