As soon as he was ready, Venti left the Homayani Estate, teleporting away...
*Grateful for the hospitality, yet also glad he doesn't need to think back on the previous evening...
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Where, after the Parade and Play...That Banquet...
*And they really didn't mind that he left it midway,
Even though it was kind of rude of him to do and...
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He should stop thinking about it any longer, it's a new day now, after all...
*Instead, perhaps he should get them something as a small token of gratitude...?
But since the Homayanis were extremely wealthy...
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He should definitely make something with either his Anemo Power or Time Power,
But as to what, he had no idea at the moment...
*Checking the booths should give him some ideas, right...?
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ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
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Is that...A teenage girl(?) moving all over the place at inhuman speeds...?
*She seems to either be helping the people operate the stalls or taking care of security,
And the way she feels to him...
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She is clearly not a human, but she doesn't feel like a living being either.
*Nor does she felt similar to Scara...Kunikuzushi or even Emillia's Fellflowers,
Rather, she feels kind of weird...And somehow dangerous...
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In a "F*ck around and find out" kind of way.
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"Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Apologies, I just decided on creating something for tomorrow~
...It's nothing dangerous, so there is no need to worry, truly."
Right, the evening before, at the Banquet...
*And then, hours later...
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"We planned to do this earlier, but I had to make sure a certain person doesn't go overboard with his love for creating highly dangerous inventions."
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Could this perhaps be one of Samir's inventions...?
*It's no wonder she feels just like that specific quote, then!
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But where was Samir himself at right now...?
Or was she currently on..."Autopilot"...?
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-In case you are wondering, I just gave her a command to make this event fast and efficient. She is already clever enough to understand what must be done. -A familiar voice soon sounded from nearby, as Samir appeared in his line of sight, looking quite proud of himself. -Good afternoon to you, Venti. Did you sleep well...? Or was the "Nightly duty" too much to...?
-I just slept in a little longer than usual, so it's fine. Besides, I volunteered to help myself. -Venti interrupted him, looking and sounding reassuring, before turning to look at the zooming around "teenager". Was she some kind of robot or...? She is not actually really dangerous, right...? -...Samir, can you explain what I am seeing right now...? It should be safe, right...?
-...It is. Nahida made sure to watch me like a hawk while I made it, in order for it to "be perfectly safe". I planned to make it able to turn into a huge Mecha, but she stopped me, saying it was too dangerous and the city would get destroyed! -The other god soon answered in annoyance, as he crossed his arms and a pout appeared on his face. -...Even though I wasn't going to let this Prototype transform in the middle of the city...-He mumbled, feeling very wronged, before sighing to calm himself. It was not the time to act like a human child. -But to answer your question, Venti, after seeing the Adventure Guild's Katherine so many times, that Snezhnayan Android, I decided to make one of my own which is able to self-learn and self-update. It also has a "small bonus" of being able to fight, as it can use all kinds of elemental abilities and knows different types of martial arts...-He calmly started explaining, before his eyes suddenly shone in great enthusiasm. -...And it can even shoot lasers and other "harmful stuff", such as acid, from its eyes and other robotic limbs, making any fool who dares harm the people of Sumeru experience a literal living nightmare! Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!~ -He couldn't help but soon laugh like a complete maniac, upon imagining all those worthless-yet-overly-pompous people getting the punishment they deserve. If Azar was still here, he would have made a good guinea pig~ It would have been so fun to...~ He should continue his explanation, shouldn't he...? -...With that decided and with Nahida constantly watching me so it "doesn't get out of hand" I made this prototype (Temporary name: Mummy Girl) and had her help at this year's Wisdom Gala.
-For a Prototype, it already looks quite advanced. -Venti couldn't help but admit, as he was watching the android continue zooming past. From seeing the Android and Samir's explanation, just what the full version is going to be like...? Besides that, it was weird that...-The Akademiya has a school that specializes in Technology, right...? And no one asked you about this "Mummy Girl"...?
-...The Kshahrewar, yes. They definitely want to, but might still be either ashamed or afraid to ask me for help. -Samir admitted moments later, as he turned to glance towards a specific part of the Akademiya. -...And yet, they keep watching me and the Prototype, as if they have nothing better to do...-He soon added, before a small heavy sigh was heard. -...I planned to invite you and Nahida to the Orchard of Pairidaeza...Eternal Oasis, but...
"They definitely want me to teach them, at least a little bit. So much so that they have already started preparing some offerings.", was what he didn't add,
And yet he wasn't certain if he should, since this whole situation started feeling quite silly...
*Sure, they must now know well of his past and he was indeed still quite powerful, as well as less forgiving than Nahida,
But until they actually do something bad, he was not going to randomly get mad and make their lives complete hell!
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-Since I slept in, I still didn't even start checking those booths. And I also don't think Nahida would mind waiting a little, either. -Venti soon said in as much reassurance as he could muster, as he was now also looking in the direction of the Kshahrewar chambers, a small smile soon appearing on his face. -...You should go and talk to them, before they do something stupid, right...?
-...They just might. Which would be a big problem. -Samir soon agreed, looking and sounding quite serious, as well as a little amused. Instead of being dangerous, the trouble they could get to might turn quite amusing instead. Such as a machine trying to rebel by spanking someone's bottom. Something similar already happened in the past and it was hilarious~ -I will be finding you when I am free, Venti. Make sure to enjoy the Wisdom Gala until then.
And with these words, Samir waved goodbye and soon teleported away,
Leaving Venti, once more, to stand at the entrance to the event area.
*He should enjoy the event for now, right...?
Before another "Information Exchange" will surely happen.
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"Venti, this was just the start.
...This "Grand Adventure" with the Aranaras was just the start of my "Unforgettable Journey" in the chaotically tiring and headache-inducing place that is Sumeru."
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"So much has already happened during our time in Sumeru. And I get that it's the "Land of Knowledge", but still..."
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It shouldn't be as bad as what happened to the Traveler back then, right...?
*As if an "Information Overload" didn't happen to him before…
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"Why do I and the Winds remember what happens in other nations only after Traveler has been there...?"
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"...ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔶𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢."
"Is this because there is something only the Traveler can do, so them knowing of it beforehand wouldn't make a difference...?"
"̸̝̟͛.̵̘̬̒͋.̶̭̫̀͂.̷̠̓T̴̫̚h̸̠̓a̸̯̯͆͛t̷̻̄ ̸͎̘͌i̴͍̽̚ṡ̴͍̂ ̴̨̩̏̿ṡ̴͖̠ǒ̴̳͂,̶̤͇͑ ̵̹͙̎̄t̶̲͎̃̽h̴̢̳̃ë̶͈̻̚ ̵͇̀͝T̵͈̉̔r̷͈͠ȁ̷̺̣v̶̳̫̈́͝e̶̾͌͜l̸̼̹͘ë̵͚̟́̄r̸̩̞͋ ̷̤͒h̶̰̜͐ḁ̶̂ŝ̴̤͑ ̶̘͖̌͐a̷̧͐͐ň̵̮͑ ̷̡̖̿ỉ̵̥̾͜m̸̼̚p̶̩̍ô̸̖̄r̶̳̣̅͆t̸̤͠a̷̭̣͗͘n̷͇̈̃t̶͔̅ ̸̙͍̓̚p̴̮̼͌a̶̺͊r̴̞̙͛t̷͕͊ ̶̧̆t̷̳̮̓o̷̹̤̓̎ ̷̰̉p̸̡͙̑̏l̶̙͕̆͘a̵͌ͅy̴̱͘ ̶͕̋i̸̞͉͗̓n̴̳̹̿ ̸̜̘̅̀t̸͕̦̃h̶͍̄͜e̶̝̻͆̆ ̶̙̭͗f̵̤̣̀ả̵̖ṱ̸̹̚e̸̖͝ͅ ̶̙͍́o̶̠̔͌ḟ̵̭̞ ̴̨͇͑͊T̶̢͍̔̈e̴̛̹̮̐y̸̖͒͘v̴͍̏a̸̖̱̓̂t̴̢͑.̷̡̹̅
̷̨̛
̴̣̈́Ä̶̻̘́n̵̯̜̕d̵͚͐ ̵̮̞͋s̷̲͍̎ò̶̬̌ ̴̡̪̀̓d̸̠̱́o̴̻̓ ̷̣̻̽̈́y̴͍̋ó̴̹͉͂u̵̲̦͗͝,̵̠̈́͑ ̷̙̜̈́̽B̵̨̖̋ạ̶̥̈́r̴̹̝̉b̸̨̂̈â̴̭t̷̩͇̋ö̴̡́̓s̶͚̉.̸͐͜
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̶̬̀̃
̴̪̙̀.̸̞̔͊.̸̦̰̆̉.̵͖̀̕A̶̲̰͌̈́n̷̫̠̂d̶̨̏̀ ̸̨̪͆ì̵̙͌͜f̸̓͆͜ ̵͖̖̌ẏ̶͔̣̐ǫ̸͙̏͝ǘ̸̲ ̷͔̝̔̈́s̴͓̀̈́t̸̙͉͋̐ḭ̷̜̅́ḻ̸͑͌ͅl̷̪̱̈́ ̸̨͑͊ͅḑ̸̧͝i̴͙̣̔d̵̻͚̀̏n̶̰̒̾'̴͇̿́t̶͇́͝,̷̣̂ ̷̯̟̋̆ẗ̸͍́̑h̶̪̾e̸͕͋̅n̵̹̹̋ ̵̲̂͋ͅi̴̗̠͒t̵͚͑͆ ̴͍̊i̵͇̱̋s̸̡̱̚ ̷͍̍̿n̷̨̩͋ö̵̰́̂ ̸̩̒̓p̸̜̔r̶̡̕o̵̢̹̽b̵̤̈͗l̷̖̤͂e̵͙̒͝m̵̞̺̀͝.̴̦̀̓ ̷̜̘͑̄Ẁ̸͓̼h̷̫̕e̷͍͊̇n̷̩̬͆͆ ̶̲͊̓t̵̳̅ḧ̵͔̭̆ẻ̴͕̞ ̵̢̼̆̀T̵̝͔̀̈I̵̬̱̐̆M̵̳̤̓͝E̵̛̠͇̅ ̸̖̚ĩ̵̘̟͠s̷͍̈́̂ ̶̮͍̉̓r̴͙̗͋i̴̥̞̒g̶͚͎͂̈́h̷̺̋t̶̜̊̓ͅ,̶̼̬̉ ̵̮̼̈́y̸͖̽͐o̶̡̓͛ư̴̺̖͝ ̸͠ͅẅ̶̟i̸̘̣̐l̴͎̚l̸̦̀̓ ̸̼̗͠͝š̸͎͜ǔ̶̧̥͝r̶͍̬̐e̶͙̕͝l̸̪̈ý̴̘̀ ̵̛̜͎̈́r̴̬̜̓͘e̴̬̤̽̈́ḿ̶̙̮e̶͈͔̅m̴̛͍b̵̻̘͌̊e̸̢͂̊r̶̳̫̿̾.̸̱́
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F̵̮̩̿o̵̫̖̞̍̄͗r̸̯͚̦̒ ̶̲̈́t̸̺̺̭͐h̵͕̠̭͒ę̴̬̹̏͐̓ ̷̲̣̟̈́̎͝p̷̺̑ḷ̵͙̙̓a̴͉̣̚n̴͔̓͌͋ͅ ̶͉̲͈̄ẗ̶̜̻͛͠ọ̶͔͆͠ ̵͔̠̻̈́̋͋w̵̙̗̅õ̵̥̾̕r̴̯̾̀k̸̤͐,̷̪͋̄ͅ ̷̤̰̃͆e̸̯͍͗͗̄ͅv̷͕̽͛̊e̵͎̝̾͛ŕ̵͚y̸͚̐t̶̨̫͒̋h̶͎̤̘͛͋i̷̱̍n̴̖͕͑͌́g̵͈̀̌ ̴̰̈́̊̋ș̴́̿h̶̞͛̉͋o̸͎͌ͅu̶͙̮̅̊l̷̖͚̘̑̆͂d̴̺̯̆ ̵̨̰͇̔̽̕b̶̺̤̩̆̄̚e̵̖̅ ̴̮̥̍d̴̹͠͝ọ̸̼̘̿n̴͈͈͌̆ë̵̦̣̻̓͋ ̶͙͑́͆i̸̗̹̲̔͐̕n̸̩̒̒̓ͅ ̴̥̰̤̄̈d̸̟̙̉̐͆u̷̠̥͒̈́̕ë̶̡̠͚́̈́ ̷͖͎͎̇t̶̗͕͑̈́̂i̴͉͖̹̓̈́̕m̴̢̌͝ẹ̶̥̻͝.̷̤̹͚̅͐.̶̜͉͆͋̚.̷̦͇̭͂̾̐
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.̸̩̩͚̮̀̄ͅ.̷̢̖͇̊͘.̷̫̒͠T̷̬̞̙͚̉̿͜͠͠h̵̛̩͓̯̣͔̓̚ḛ̵͎͍͐͌͒ ̷̦͋́p̴̡̻͎̝͚̅̓̍͝l̸̠͗ä̸̲̺͌ͅn̴̨͖̲̅̾ ̶͈͓̉t̷̟̻̟͚͚̾̏ơ̴̆ͅ ̴̢͖̦͔̽̔͜c̸̩̮̭͊͂̃h̴̹͍̲͊̓̽̈́ȁ̴̩̩͓̩͔͛̕n̸̰̹̬͉̈̏̈̕g̵̖̯͑̓̿ͅë̷̙͚́̈́̉̈́ ̵̞͈̊̂̚͜T̷͚͇͚͕̱͆̑͠ë̷̫̺͇́̔ỳ̷͕̰͚̥̹͒̏̋͌v̶̫͍͎̹̱̊̎̉̚͝a̵̮̘̾̑t̴̻̳͊̑͆̂'̸̼̗̓͠s̴̥͕͓̏͛͒̀ ̶̩̐̋̎f̸̢̯͖͌̂͑̒̕a̴̗͕̓͂ţ̷͉͛̐̇̎ë̸͈̖̯̦́.̷̞̝̙͕̳̓̔̉̾͝"̴̣̹͐
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"̵̢̒͐͒͊͂̆̄͂͛T̵̢̰̫̯͈͔̬̮͕̍͗h̵̯̘̍͛̎r̴̻̭̹̘̲̝̜̯̾̂̚ŏ̶̧̤̠̖͉̖͙̓͒̀̓̈̄ü̵͍̭̥̬̱͍̤͇̟̆g̸̮̝̬̙̖̞̋̿̾̎̌̿̇ḥ̶̛͔̲̙̋̄̊̀̽̾ ̸͔̝͔̋̄́̂̍̋͌̍̾͠a̵̧̨̟̟̫̬͚͊̾̀̈̎́̿ḷ̷̢̲̼͒̆͘͠l̵̡͉̰̻̻̞̞̳̱͒̀́̔́͋̑͝ ̵̢̭̤̗̜̟̻̖͍̔͂̍͠ͅt̴̢̧͕͓͇͎̱̗̖̒͐͐̓̅̚͜͠ḣ̸̨́̚͠͝e̷͚̭̗͒͗̑̾͊ ̶̢̨̻̝̠͖̑̈́͐h̴̠̞͈̲̖͙͇͓͆̂̈̐a̷͍̙̹̘̲̩͆͐̄̏̏ṟ̷̣̤͌͂́̕d̴̦̼̙̰̟̫̪̘̦͒̽̇̅̈́͗̀s̸̢̥̗̜̫͇͇̩̩̀̾̃̓̿̉͑̈́͝͠h̷̹̗͉̳̙̫̿͌̾̓̃́͘ī̶̫̱͎͙̱̂͋̐̂p̸̯̰̭̤̫͉̓̆͆̾̊̇͒̈̚ͅs̶͇̹̱̖̥͛͋̒̈́̈́̋̈́̍,̸̡̡͍̹̬̩͌̑̾̀̚͘͝ ̷͈͈̺̻̣̰̰́̾ý̷̨̦̪͚̜̦͔̺̹̄͆͊̊̕o̴̰̞̬̳͐͗̇̓̍̆͜͠ụ̴̢̬͎̞͐͛͐̉́͂̂͊́͝ŗ̷̳̱̟̺͂͛̅ ̴̨̝̲̈́ḇ̸̢̢́͑̀̌͝o̸̡̡̨͙̱̼̫̗̞̒ͅn̸̨̤̪͔͖̻̙̗̟̍́͛͆̌̆͊͆͝d̷̹̍̍̈́̾̄̚͝͝ ̷̥̙̝͇̮̺̖͂̌͐͗̽̎͐̅w̸̡̙̠̻͕̰̙͎͍̒͝͝į̸̡̛̥̟̙͚̲̟̗̈́́̓̆̌͌̾̕͠t̷̯͉̍̊͌͝ẖ̵̨̜̗͓̘̭̬͋̅͋́͒̓͆̅͌ ̸̧̰̺̹̀̀͌̀̎̀̽́ͅỷ̸̪̾̑̿̽̈́͠͝o̵̡̠̽̓̓͛͆͘ư̶̘̏͗̿̓́͌̚ŗ̶̡̘͇͚̱̮̫̄̄͊͋͜͜ ̶̨̛̞̱̤̹́̀̃̆̈́͊͌̆͒p̸̡̧̢͎̘̬̈͌̿͊͛͑ȩ̸̨̳̗̖̖̹̟͒̾̽ͅͅo̸͔̙̭̾̈̎̓͐̅͂̅͝͝p̵̱͉̖̙̼̭̞̘̥̒̑̉͌̐͠ḻ̸̀̆̅͛̓͒͗̿̉͒e̷̲̼̓͋̒̕̕͝͝͠ ̷͍̱̠̦̙͍͒̑͛̚͠g̶̤̫̠̰̗̩̽̐͆͂̋́̽̈r̶̫͖̼̲͇̫͙̺̐̈̏ḙ̴̲̹̹̪̯̻͛̈́̈̕̕ẃ̶͚͇̏̇̉͝ ̴̨̛̭͖͈̹̟̪͇̲̓̿͑̕̕̕͜ṱ̴̗̞̳͉̽ḣ̵̦̝͕̊͂̒͘̕ą̸̞̙̥̲͎͓̽́̀̇̓͜͠͝ͅt̴̢̨̫̲̣̤̜͑͐̀̾ͅ ̸̗͔̭͈̏̓̑̓͐̉̉͛͜m̴̧͋̀͆̈́̔͑̚͝u̶̢̧̲̯̲̩̺̮̗͛̈́̃̔̓͌͘c̷̤̹̖̣̏̉̈́̾̀h̵̜̓̀͆̓̀̅̽͝͝ ̷̫͈̰̽́͒̒̔̊̐̽͝͝s̴̭̟͔͍͇̩̝̻̮̃t̵̨̜̫͓͕̤͇̦̿̄̾̇r̸̺̼͈̮̩̎͆̾o̷̧͔͓̩̙̠͐͑n̸̨̼̼͚̺̺̪͂̈́͒͘g̴̛̱̲̹͚̀͊͝ȩ̴̳̰̟̗̺̘̎̌̈́ŗ̸̡̱̞̤̬̱̦͉͌͑̐̃͐͌̐̆.̴̧̨͖̦̦̼̫̻́͛͌̓̋ ̷̥͉̣͇͉̰̭͗͜Ḑ̵̬̪͔͍̿̎̐͆̀i̷̡̼̞̻͍͕̙̋̐͘͝͝d̶͎̜̬͚̲̿̐̌̄̇́̈͘ͅn̷̫̪̒͐̂̈́̇͊͒͆͠͝'̵̛͎͕̫͗̔̕t̸̡͎͇͕̜̋̽̍̾̏̈́͗́͘ ̷͙̠̙̗̼̹̯͕̀̃̊͐͠y̴̺͓̗̘̣̑̆̋́̒́͑ͅͅo̸̡̨̼̜̩̦͈̺̰͒͒͌̆͊̅̚͝ú̶̧̈́̎͛͑ ̴̙͈͉͎͑̿̎̆̒͛ň̴̛̹̃̓̌̄ô̸̻̫͎̯͙̟͌ṭ̵̉́͌̌̆̃̐͝i̴̛̱̓̎̔͌̇̋͝͝c̶̖̜͕̈́̈́̈́ĕ̸̩̞̘̝ ̸̢͎̦̑̊t̴̡̡̟̥̥̪͉̱͚͔̑h̵͔̹̩͈̓ą̶̬̤̖͚̆̃́̆͒̓̉͆͝t̶̛͎͖̜̘̮̏̌͐̓́̈́̀͠,̵̠̳͔͉́̈́̋̉̓́ ̴̡̛̙͇̦͇̺̹̭̖̩̃͑͆̉̋͝B̵͙̱̹̼̩͈̪̝̝͒̏̔̈́a̴̠̪̳̯͑͑̾͋̕͠r̸̮͓̝͇̔̈́̍́͒̓̈́͐b̵͍̳̦͕͉̬͐a̴̮̘̣̙͖̒̓̏͋̊̈́͜ţ̶̛̰̺̯̘̰̙͉̮̼͑̿̽̅̾̏̆̚͘o̸̤̒̃̍̓s̵͕̭̩͖͎͌̇̔̈̄͋̀̕͜.̷̞͙̈́͌̌͊̃̕.̵͎͖̳͈̲͂ͅ.̸̨̰̱̬̝̘͂͐̓̃̓̔̂̇̓?̴͎̣̓̐"̷̢͚͙̻̺̗̬͙̑̽͌ͅ
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"̷̻̏̌ͅ.̸̢̨̺̱͇͖͎̬̝͇͓̫̮̍̒̆͊̄̍̊́̎͌̈̓̈́.̸̡̨̛̠̫̳̘̙͍̣̫̮͍̫̓̓͂͋.̷̜̒̓̀͊̉͊̈́̐̅̑́̈͜͠Ṱ̵̡̢̪̫̘̖̗̦͓̝͚̎̽̄͐͊̍̈́̀̈́̾̆͗́̈́͝h̴̛̠̪̀̍̑͌̓͝a̷̢̻̫͉͍̖̤̒͊͋̀t̴̛͈͎͆͋̊͑̂̃̉̕͠ ̴̞͙̰͂̾͑̎̉̈́͌͋̀s̵̡̤͙̝͕͉͓͎̬͌̑̈͗͒ǔ̴͓̮̥̙̜̞̯͖͖̒́͑͋̓̏̉͘͘ͅr̴̨̢͙͎̤̳͓͎͚̦̻̫̜͉͎̈́͊̉̔̚p̵͔̖͇̮̈́̽͌͗͂̎̂̏̉̑͂̆͌͘ŗ̸̤͕͑̅̓̈̂̐͐͠i̷̤̥̿͒̏͋̒̂́̉̎ś̸̡̢͙̲̙͉̮̩̔̔̓̀̓͠ͅe̷̡͍̤̜̥̩̊̎̓͆̇̅̈́̀̀͆̀̄̕̚ͅd̵̡̘̗͓̙̬̩̦̗̰̺̤̻͚̣͑́̔͘.̵̡͕̺̼̏̕͜ ̷̛̬̬̼̹̳̭̙͔̞͌̿͘T̴͖̝͖̘̼̩͌̎̅̐̅̽͂̏́̍̏̆͑̚r̴̨̲̻̯̮̼̦̘̜̘̫̗̣͔̐̑̉̂̿͜ṵ̸̼̯͓̥̥̣̻̳̰̦̻̔͌͗͒̂̌̅̒̑̀͊̐̕͝l̵̢̧̛̞͙̤̱̝̮̮̹̟̣̭̓̿́͆̑͘ͅy̷̯͔̰͓̯͙̮̭͔̻͒̒̈̀́͌̀́̓̓̕,̷̢̥͚͇̼͈̤̦̞͚̄͗͝ ̴̡̳̦̠̹͔̥̱͙̦̲͖̞̂͛͋̏͂͗̾͘̚̕͝ÿ̷̬̗̻́̒̎͗̿̎̓̕̕ò̶̤͛͋͑̅̔u̷̧̗̮̇́̐̋̚̕ ̴̧̼̠̭̺̠̖͔̤̲͐̇́̃̚w̸̢͇̮̺̙͕̦̦̝̲̄̒̒̀̿̍́̒̈̒̓͒̂̕͘ḙ̴̢̧͎̞̫͍̰͎͎̲̮̠̤̓̈́̄̍͑̉̀̓́̃̏̅͝͝ͅr̶̖̼͆͑̽̍̉͊́e̶̟͓̺̩̱̤̜̽̋̀̚ ̴̨̨̛̭͈͓͈̫͚̭a̵̡̹̝̜̦̘̻͚̭̼̿̉͛̇̒̚l̴̡̬͊́̃́̾͂̾͋̿͒̊͝w̴̛̩̓́̎̌̾͛̚ä̵̮́̒̔̄ÿ̷̨̭̫̹̹́̾͐́s̷̢̡͇͙̫̗͇̻͐̄̅ ̸̢̛̘̣̯̏̈́́̀͒̓̕ͅs̶̳̠̦͂͗̓͊̎̏͒̋̚ͅu̵̹͖̘͚͔̫͙͓̪͗͋̀̌͗͆́͐̎̽͘c̷̢̧̛̜͙̰̟̻͍̦̣̣͈̪͊̍̊̑͆̽̇̓̑͝h̵̯̪̲̥̘̙̬̺̞̓̊̊͗̉͋͐͋̇ͅ ̵͍̙̩͇̿͂̈́̍̿̉̆̐͘͝a̸̢̺̤̖̞̝̼̹͉͗̂̈́̀͝ ̸̧̧̱̥͚̤̥͚̪͖͉͙͛̃́͋͑̐̂͘̚͠ͅc̶̹̰̋͊̐ͅṵ̷̢̩̩̣̩̪̼̲̮̗̞̑́͗͋̔ͅt̷͓̱͍͇̘̼̔̇̈̃̌̿ͅẹ̷̞̩̱̫̺̇͋͒̒̏͑̓͐̿͘ ̴̢̯̦̲̩͍͕̖̦̣̤̠̭̳̫͊̎̚c̸͍̜͚̤̘͉̝̼̝̆́́ḫ̴̘̄́͘ḭ̵̜͖̭̯̻̮̥̜̑͂̊̒̌͜͜l̸̢̡͔̗͚͕̭͕̻̈̒͛̀͗́͐̉̊͜ͅd̶͇͕̫̺̭̗̫̹̀̑̉͋̉̅́̐̒͗̓͘͝͝.̶̛̛̛̪̖̓̔̎̔͗̽͊̂͛̑͝"̵̨̨͕̫̰̺̝͔͙͍̹̖͑́͆͛̀͐̐̋̔̈́͒̊̑̕͝
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"̵̪̼̞̪͉̩͖̅̓̂͋̍̓͘ͅI̷̬͙̩̦̟̠͍̻̥̺̪͕̲͛̃͒̃̉̔͜ͅt̵̲͚̺̼̐͊͊ ̵̡̮̟̖̤͚̣͚̏w̶̧͎̠̯̯̥̲̼͓̲̭̒͌͐̚͠͝ą̷͔̘̹̮̟̟͑̈́̃̂̇̊͊̐̈̌̒͘s̵̤̻̮̝̙̳̉͆̈͂̑͋̒͋̓̔͝ͅ ̷̡̣̙͔̝̞̜̻͍̠͕̗̺̭̦͛̓͌͌̿͒̽̾̈́̆̔̋͘͝a̶̧̦͑̏͂͂̍̌ ̶̫̳̕n̵̢̜͉͚͔͗̿̒́̈́̔͆̏̒͋͂̈̀͋ě̸̪͉̱͍̘͚̯͖̖͌̄̊̈ͅc̶̨̳̪̔͊̈́ē̵̯̑̈s̷̞͙̙̜͖̣̥̋̂̇̓̊̎̊̔́̓̍͆̀͘̚ͅş̴̯͍̰̬̝͖̦̞̮̖̲͕͉̰̓͒̉̋̎̅͂̄͆̇͊̈́̌͘͠ȃ̴̡̗̺̲͛͗́̉̏͛̓̌͂̒̓̔ŕ̸̗͎̦̠̱̤̪̼̽͘y̷̨̛̛͓̜͍̙̰̯̖̞͆̾̿̓̈́͐̃̐̈́̔͝ ̸͎̯̠̻͔̞͖̱́̎̀̑̒̍̾͌̓̓ȩ̸͍̮̘̞̫̤̞͕̹̗̘͇̳̹̄̔v̵̨̧̜͖̣͓͍̮̗̭͌̾i̵͔͖̖̤̲̞͋͋̈̎̒̍̋̌͑̚l̶̢͈͂̑͐̉͐̕͘̕̕͝͝.̸̨̧̛͚̘̤͔͉̮̘͍̑̈́̈̈́͑
̶̧͕̙̝͈̮̠̙̠̬̺͈͖̘̭͔̂̅͋͊̈̏̊̽̂̈́͐͌̓̇͋͂͗̌́̌͛͐̒͆͘͜͠W̵̢̧̨͖̬̲̼̝̼͎͓̤̝̯̳̺̝̺̹͓̠͍̙̜̃̎̊͜ę̶͕̗̜͎̞̦͇̘̥̙͉̮̻̎̈̔̾͗̈̐͂͑͑͋̈́̆̈́͂͋͆̓̌̇̏͌̋̓̈́̃̈́͘̚͜͜ͅ ̵̡̨̢̪͈̳̣̗̫̥̯͖̰̺̪͕̭̣̲͖̘̗͍̼̣̙̩͌̈́͋͋̈́͛̊͆̿̔̊̀̑͑͒̔̾̇̃́́̐̀͗̄̕̕̕͘͜͜͜ạ̴̢̨̙̭̺̼̫̗̫̼͖̳͇̙̓̑̊͂̌̃̈͂̒̈́̍̊̂̅̀̽̅͗͌͊̓̌̕͜͝r̷̡̡̧̙͙̼̻̦͎͔͙̿̎̃̃͛̾̇̒̂͐͊͗͊̏̀͝͝è̷̥̼̤̩̼̈̀̍̃̊̀̈́̎͘͝ ̴̙͎͍̣͇͒͆̎̓̂̄͊̆̿́͛̂̕͠a̶̡̛͍̮̜̜̎̀͌͒̂̈́̕̕l̴̢̨̛̛̛̪̺̺̗̤̩͐̈́̈̀͆̄̂̓͊̔͆̾̌̌̕̚͜r̵̡̬͖̜͓̘͚͇̱̰̝̱̦̮̀̒̒̓͐̕̕͜͠͝ͅe̷͇̮̯̳̘̦͛͂̀ȁ̵̛̙̄̔͊̈́̑̍̂́̂̉̓́͊̑̍̽̑͐͝͝͝d̶̡̛͔̩̲̖̖̳̖̜̮͙̯̖͕̝̪͚̝́͛̎̈̉́̀̏̏͗̾͜͠ỳ̴̧̢̛̠̥̖̭̰̜͈͍̮͇̮͙̮̮͓̘̗̭͕͎͇̻̄̒̆̃̒̌̂́͊́̑̐̾̎̂͊̐̌̿̒͋̕͝ͅ ̴̛͓͙͒̉̃̃̎́̊̋̊͌́͋̈͌̅̄̾͝i̵̢͕̩̬̟̥͈͉̫͚̻̠̲̰͍̜͉̭̝͉̳͉͚̻͈̇͐̐͋̆̍͗̊ͅͅͅn̷̯̬̻̮̭̞̼͙̟̟͍̹̞̫̩͙̩͒̃̀̄̀̃͒̍̏͆͋̑͆̅͑́̃̈̍̊̋̒͘͠ͅ ̷̢̛̲͍̯͎̠̞̪̼̯͓̯̬̭̱̦̱̮͕͎̪̣͕͇̬̻̼̩͊͐̀̋̑̒̿̀̈́̉̈́̐̏̋͗̑͘͠͠͝t̷̡͈̤̝̖͔̖̦̜̥̩̦̖̺̋̍́͜ḣ̷̢̢̧̡̲͔̖̜̳̖̼̫̣̼̠̤̦̞̟̝̱̘̗̜̪̤̟̳̖̘̏͆̀̄́͋̅̀̈͘͠͝e̷̱͙͉̮̮̲̗̱̖̫͓͈̺̦̯̬̺̍͌͒̅̈́̔̀́͛̽̒̆͜͝ ̵̡̨̛̮̰̠̻͉͙̬̗̩̞͍̘̩̬̝̼̌͊̾̔̐̄͑̏̓̋͂̃̈́̍̔̊̒̀͐̽͑̊̈́̄͐͋̕͝ͅm̶̨̧̖̯̟͍̤̦̜͙̞̘̳̭͕̯̞̤͖̝̭͛͆́̉̒̈̐̽̊̈́̒͌́̐̉͌̾̐́͑̀̌̚̚͘͝͝ͅi̶͎̖͇̍̋͂̓͋͋̀̑̓̈́̔̔̀̑͛̈́̀͒͗͌̅̇̓͌̎͝͝͝ḑ̵̛̠̤̺̘͙̙͓̰̣̳̙̖͔̞̱͓̹͓͇̭̮̬̼̺̰͂̾̈́͊͋͜͜͜͠d̴͈̤́͌͂̂̓̓͋̇̄͐̇̌͒͒̈́͒̉͊̿͊̉̕̕l̵̡̛͍̯͚͖̬̣͈̼̮̝̼̪̰͎̬̜̟͎̟̱̱͇̙͈͎̜̼̼̉̈́̄͑̏͒̅̏͑̄̈́͐̀̚ͅḙ̸̡͇̞̙̪̪̤͚̦̃̈́͒͊ ̸̨̡̡̢̯̞͙̹̰̭͔̦̞̰̜̳̮͎̝̻͚̮̿̉͗̈͒̑̅̈́͑̆̔͐̄̎͌̕̚͜͝͝ö̶̜̼͉͉̹͓̜͓́́̏̏̉͒̅͌̍̚͝ͅf̷͖͎̗̯̝̫̺̠͔̙̭͈̟̭̯͓̜̩̪̳̦͎͕̙̅͆̀̅̀͐̂͆͌͑͋̐̓̾̉̐̕͜͜͝͠͝ͅ ̶̡̛͍̥̞̻͔̜̥͈̼̜͈̞̻̬̄̓͑͆̾̍̈̎̎͊̀̋́̈́͒̍́̾́̆̃̚͘͝͝ͅͅä̸̢̢̢̡̛̙̺̰͍̲̜́̋̈́͋́͗̃͑̀̓̚ ̸̡̨̨̬̙̯̰̟̺̝͕͎̥̭̤̠̠̳͚̘͔͕̺͈̈́̐̈̀̆̾͘͜ͅḡ̶̦̝̠̼̺̝͇͈̖͔̈̂̆̌͂ͅa̸̖̤̒͒́̉͐̌̂̀̀̔̆̀́͌͘ḿ̴̢̨̨̩̮̪̬̰̣̮̜̮̼͔̖͈͓͖͙̼̖͛͛́̓̓̽͌̕͜ͅͅͅȩ̶̩͇̖͖̻͔͇̳̱̞̙͍͑̍̓͂ ̸̡̡͈͇̤̥͈̤͖̦͍͖̥̙͔͍̳̳̪͈͂͐̂̎̆͛͗̾̅̀̽̆̉̀̈́̓̓̂́͘͝͝͝ͅơ̷̤̫̞̱̺̈́̈̃́̔̆́̎̋̏̇̌̊̏̓̇͛͗̀̍͂͆̕̚͠͝͝͝f̷͈̻̘̻̘̫͇͚͍͓̟̜̪͕́̄̓̔͝͝ ̷̡̛̱̬̝͎̣̬͍͇̖͖͈͊̾̎́̈̑́̿͑̚̕̕͠͝c̶̢̢̡̢̗͇̱̮̖̝̮̺̗̞̠̬̰͕͍̞̀͊̄̒̈́̀̅̔̈́̒ͅh̸̹̼̙͙͖͈͌͛̏̂̍ȇ̴̼͓̟͔̥̰̬̂͗͐͆̈́͜s̵̛̛̻͓̩͉͙̳͎͇̪̲̞͉̪͓̓̇͌̈́̅̀͆̆͒̿̈́̕͝͝s̵̢̱͚͙̖̰͙̝͙͕̮̩̲͚͈̈́͋̆́ ̶̢̧̢̣͎̻͙̱̣̜̙͓̹͍̯̩̰͔̺͖̈̈̃̈́̍͌͛̀̎̒͂̈́̂̒͌̂̿̉̌̃̓̂͘͠͝͝å̵̡̧̧̤͚̗̦͚̦̩͖͈̻̦͕̹͍̙͖̙̯̖̺͖̪̦͍̮̋̂̐̑̍̌̀̔̒̀̈́̽̑̓̇̉̃͋̾̆̐͝n̸̛͕͓̻͍͓̥͈̹͔̻̄̐̑́̃͛̾̔͆́̔̿̎̿̄̌͂̃̇̄̐̆͒͊̿̈́̑͝͠d̸͕̫̃͗͆̓̅͊̀̌̑͛̋́̾̋̄̋̇ ̷̢̥̟̳͔̞̹͋͒́́̿̒͛̈́̿̇̀͘͝ą̵̯̬̙̣̰̣̎͗̿̑͋͛̈́̓͊͂̀͌̒̉́́̓̔͒̎̄̊̇͑̉͗̽̕l̶̙̫͕̯̘͙̬̺͓̝̩̭͙̥͚̺̺̳̦̞̻̃́̓̽̈́͗̈́͝ͅl̴̡̧̡̢̛͍̹̣̥̳̞͉̱̟͈̲̹̞̺̲̯̳̺̮̰͆͂̈̽͑̎̈́́̿̾͒̈́̑̌̒́͊͂̔͆͒̐̿͐̚͠͝͝ͅ ̷̪͕̝̬͉̤̬͚̗̩̹͖͖͖͖̩̞̞͖̗͖̺̩̳̂͑̅̅̾̄̍̌̏͒̀̀́̀͑̿̈́͆̒̕͜͝ͅơ̸̛̠̙̘̩͖̳͈͉̦̥̬̙͇̗̭̝͉͉͍̙͊̅̆͑̐̃̽͛̃̉͒̍̌̽̂̈́͗̑̈́͝ͅf̵̧̜̣̤͍̼͔͆̊̾̓̎̇̓͐̈́͌̔̈́͝ ̵̛̼̣̰̞̮̻̩̪̣̙͔̘̤͉͕̝͕̈́̈͗̔͛͠T̴̢̖̖͉͉̰̲̭̤̮̥̣͈̺̎̽̑̽̿͂̓̅̉̓̈́͆̇́̓̀̌̀̓͝ͅȩ̷̧͎͍̗̟̗̙̯͓̈́̓͌̕͠ẏ̵̢̧̧̨̭̝̙̝̬̹̜̮̲̟̳̩̼̭̥̝̫̰͈͚̪͚̏̉́͑v̷͍̳̲̓̊̀̿̇̊̌͝ã̴̱̼̥̬̻̥̟̹͊͂̌̊͑̏̐̈́̍̄͗̀̔̚͘͝͠t̷̨̧̪̲̭͇͉̪̻͖̮͈͍̲̝̞̭̗̞͇͙͐̈ͅ ̷̧̡̢̛̛̘̗̻͎̠̹̖͕͍̱͓͓̫̰͈̦̯̹̤͎͊͊̓͑̄͆̎͗̆̀̀͐̄͊̉̕i̸̢̛̮̥̒̂̈́͋͊̋͗̎͐̓̆͛͗́͗̔̐͌̆͜ṡ̶̨͔̳͉͉͉̙͕̹ ̴̳͎̬͇͇̲̣̃̏̃̍̈́͒̋̉̈́͆̾̎̈́̾̊̓̚͠͠͠ţ̶̡̢̢̧̪͇͖̞̙̪̫͕̝͈̭̙̖͕̣̫̤̬̰̦̲͍͛̿͋̃͑͗̓͊̾̊̽͛̽͒̈́́̒̒̈́͜͜͜ḫ̴͇̝̦͇̙͛̀̈́͘͠e̴̻̪̟̭̯̐̀̽͑̅̋̊̅͘͜ ̴̨̛͍̃̓͒̌̐̋̈̓́̾̿̌͗͌̉̆̌̉̾͑̀̕̚͝͝c̸̨̢̨̡̥̰̬̣͎̫̰͕͍̠̺͙̖͎̔̓̊̄̏͑̃̒͘͜͜ḩ̶̧̧̡͓̤͍͕̞͉͍̹͎̞̝͚̝͇̰̻̩̽̎͋̏͛̆̔͊̃̈́̍͜͜͝ͅͅḛ̴̼̻͎̝̤̭̞͈̰̥͕͍̩͎͓̬̒͒͛͗̈́̀͘̕̚͘͜͠͠͝͠s̴̢̧̧̛̳̞̫̖̫̰͍̺͖̮̮̰͉̹̰̘̃̍̓̒͛̒̋͆̐̀̓̋̆͑̃̉̑͒̀̈͂̍̕s̷̡̢̰̣̞̤̮̎̋b̸̡̼͇̊̆͂͜o̶̡̗̹̹͔̱̬̭͑̋̋̌̊̎̆͂͋͘̚a̵̢̢̛̤͕̖̺͉͙̝̙̺̞͍̲̻̞̬̓̒͗̈́̋̐̈̉͆͗̓̂͌̆̐̐̍̽͜͠ŗ̴̡̧̳̰̗͓̥̗̤͓̹̝̥̮͇̯͎͇̣̝̺̈́͌̉̐̓̐̅̀͗ḑ̸̢͈͈͉̝͈͚͚̳̥̾ͅ.̸̢̧̧̫̥̖̖̟̫̲̜̦̺͈̗̮̖̺̗̺̫̳̫̤̌̎̉̇̑͆̀̈́̈͂̓͌͐̽̀̾̀̉̕͠"̸̡̛̖͙̗̮̜͚͖̮̩̥̻̠̙̺̗̥̓͊́̅̃̈̃͆̈́̿̏͋́̚̕͜͠
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Another of those "Visions", huh.
*Was he talking with Kairos or...?
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That Bright Red Hair simmering under the sun in the distance,
The familiar form standing near one of the booths...
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It must be something interesting for Vennessa to stop there for so long.
*He should definitely check out what it is~
-This is...Me...? -Vennessa couldn't help but say, as she was looking at a certain card with confusion. -There's not just my name, a drawing of me and a description about what the card does, but also...A small summary about my life...? -...Written on the right, lower and left borders of the card, no less. It felt as if...-...Are those cards not only part of a game, but also a way to learn small amounts of Teyvat's history...?
-That's right, Miss Vennessa. This is not simply a card game, but a way to learn about the past and those who lived during those times. -Gulab soon admitted upon looking at the card, his expression both warm and a little sad. -...To think that I was almost unable to experience this day myself...-He sadly mumbled, before sighing, as moments later he looked towards his friend. -I am alright, Garvipidam. I was simply imagining what could have happened if...
-You are still alive and that's all that matters, my friend. And now we can promote this game together. -The other reassured him, upon warmly looking at the other, before he glanced between the cards. -But those cards, not simply a game, but a way to learn. It would surely become popular with all manner of people and...-His words suddenly trailed off, as his eyes widened upon noticing a certain card. -...'Friendship Eternal', this card is...
-It's to honor our friendship, Garvi. -Gulab soon happily told him, as he took the card in his right hand with a grateful expression. -Thanks to your friendship, even when I was hospitalized due to my Eleazar affliction...
He soon went on a whole speech about how much his friend's support helped him through those hard times,
One that was bound to take quite a while, seeing that the Eleazar Survivor was intent about detailing every single instance.
*Upon realizing this, Barbara and Jean soon started discussing about what to do next, stay here or move to another booth,
All the while Vennessa decided to not engage in their conversation, as she couldn't help but still look at the card of herself.
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This should have been not that much different from a certain book written about her,
And yet, something about it felt different...As well as slightly embarrassing...
*Could Venti have somehow infected her or...?
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Perhaps it was also due to the fact she was slightly tired from the nightly Patrol...?
Or it was due to the two sisters volunteering to accompany her on the event sightseeing...?
*She wasn't even sure about attending the Wisdom Gala, but after Jean and Barbara came to her...
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"Let me accompany and pay for you during your tour through the city, Lady Vennessa.
...Please, consider it as an apology for doubting your ability to protect us during our time in Sumeru City."
"It's alright, Big Sister, I am certain that Miss Venessa already forgave you. Isn't that right...?
As for me, I am joining both to spend time with my Big Sister and to help her accompany our diligent protector...And also to wait until Venti joins us. The Winds said that since Miss Vennessa's hair is so bright and she is so tall, Venti will surely see it right away and...
...I-I mean no disrespect by this, Miss Vennessa. I actually like how tall you are and how beautiful and dazzling your hair is...! I-it's no wonder that Big Sister is such a huge fan of you, in addition to you having all the qualities that sister adores so much and...!"
After this, Dea...Barbara went on a whole speech on the matter,
Which took way too long for comfort and...
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And now she saw a card of herself...
*It was no wonder then, that she felt embarrassment.
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It was best to put the card back to its original place, the booth promoting the "Cradle of Learning" game.
*It was an interesting name change from "Genius Invokation TCG", which could still be temporary as...
-Good day to you, Vennessa! What are we looking at so inte...? Oh, a card...? -A familiar voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts, as a moment later she felt Venti standing behind her. -...Looks like you are really popular with the Sumeru people, Vennessa~
He added moments later in clear amusement, which only made her earlier embarrassment worse...
*Of course it would be Venti who will do this to her...While probably also enjoying seeing her react this way.
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Was this some kind of payback for what went on yesterday...?
Or was this payback for something that happened in the past...?
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Perhaps it was just Venti being Venti,
As he found her embarrassment to be "adorable" or something...