On a tranquil day in Mondstadt, a car arrived at mock speed, jumping over a nearby hill whilst blasting "Grease" by Frankie Valli at full volume, before slamming the side of said car to a nearby building and crushing an innocent bystander.
Coming out of the driving position was Angel, and coming out of the passenger seat were Cherri Bomb and Alastor, the latter quickly clearing any signs of the incident with his arcane arts.
« Ah, good ol' Mondstadt » Angel commented. « Still weird that Communist China bordered with the Fatherland…»
« Ah, the Germans. They brought such good fun over the decades! True, they have slow down recently, but one can only hope! » Alastor added.
« Seriously doubt THESE Germans are THAT kind of fun. For all I know, this seems to be the capital of the incompetents. » Angel replied, before a passing Knight flipped him off.
« The dumber, the better! We can get, like, a shit-ton of money here with basic fucking tasks! » Cherri exclaimed.
« Now, now, my dear. I am fully aware of you and your friend's addiction to coins, but we're not here for work! We're here to enjoy our stay at the Windblume Festival! » Alastor replied.
« It was nice of the Imps to invite us. Speaking of which, where are they- » Angel said, before he heard a voice from above.
« COMIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGG!» it was Blitzo, who was now diving at 8437658243756834756348 mph towards the ground with his glider, barely dodging Angel.
En suite followed Moxxie, screaming like a goat as he slammed himself against a building, and Millie, who let out a Tom and Jerry scream as she obliterated a nearby shop.
The two were followed by Anna, who gracefully landed on the ground. « Oh! Hello! You must be the demons Blitzo invited to the Festival! »
« That would be us. Not that we know that much about this shitshow, we're here just for shits and giggles. » Angel replied.
« The Windblume Festival is a Mondstadt tradition — a festival of love and freedom. It's a time of celebration and partying in the city. » Anna explained. « At this time of year, we offer Windblumes to the great Anemo Archon, Barbatos, as a sign of reverence and love. We also give flowers to our beloved... a very important tradition. »
« And everyone suddenly becomes competent, SOMEHOW. » Loona joined in, casually eating a mushroom and meat skewer.
« Yeah, it's kinda creepy. It's like they have a fucking metamorphosis or something…» Moxxie added.
« Which is why we decided that the only way to make money during the festivities is participating in these challenges. » Blitzo added, having recovered from the fall. « I mean we nailed the balloon shooting competition, but MAN we're failing the whole gliding thingie. Thank FUCK we have Anna to carry our assess…»
« I find it weird that you guys are having such difficulties with a glider. Did you get with an argument with Barbatos? » Anna asked.
« Oh yeah! The femboy! » Cherri exclaimed. « Anyway, that explains why the edgelord called this a "Valentine's Rip-off." »
« Guess the reason he didn't came was he isn't a romantic type, but what about the rest of the gang? » Millie asked.
« Too busy with the hotel. » Angel casually replied.
« Wait, even Husk? » Blitzo asked.
« I mean…kinda? » Angel replied. « On one hand, he's both busy with the bar and dumb fucks trying to cheat the system and get free drinks by playing TGC with him… »
« On the other hand, I do believe he suffers from chronic compulsive gambling disorder. » Alastor added.
« Poor bastard can't quit, can he? » Loona asked worried.
« Not that it matters, 'cause he keeps on winning! » Angel replied.
« So how has the capital of the incompetents treated you, my dear pest exterminators? » Alastor asked.
« Well, before the festivities arrived, forcing a Steam Update on the simulation and making everyone in Mondstadt more competent, we aided a maid for her upcoming knight exam so that she can join the knights, might have to fuck the judge after the exam, and we got a new member of the Imps, an unlucky boy! But since there's no work available for now, we just gave him a few days off until this shitshow is over. » Blitzo replied. « I think he's taking lessons from the femboy in poetry at the main Plaza. »
« Can you PLEASE stop calling our god that? » Anna asked exasperated.
« Nope! » Blitzo replied with a derpy face.
« Well, since we're here, might as well check out the femboy. I wonder how peggable the fucker is! » Angel commented.
« HA! No. » Alastor replied annoyed.
« Too bad, we're still checking him out. » Angel replied, as he headed towards the Plaza.
« That is acceptable. Happy meaningless labour, my dear Imps! » Alastor replied, as he joined Cherri and Angel.
« This isn't labour! We're doing this for-» Anna protested, before being interrupted by Blitzo, who said with creepy, grabby hands « M O N E Y! »
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After a while, the trio reached the main plaza, where they noticed Venti alongside other people.
« Oh, hello there! Interested in joining- » Venti said, as he noticed the three demons.
« God you look peggable…» Angel said.
« Urgh, friends with the Imps, are you? » an annoyed Venti asked.
« Friends would be too much for me. More akin to Master and Servants. » Alastor replied.
« Really? » Angel asked incredulous.
« Indeed! I merely grant them more freedom than most! I could enslave them at any moment! » Alastor replied.
« …What? » Venti asked confused.
« I watch them in their sleep…» Alastor casually replied, as the cry of the innocents echoed in the air.
«…What IS he? » a pale Venti murmured to himself.
« So femboy! Who the hell are these twerps? Your personal gang bang? » Angel asked.
« Students, as a matter of fact. » Venti replied.
« Kinky. » Angel joked.
« Not THAT kind of students. » Venti replied angrily.
« And how does one become your student? » Angel asked.
« How do you intend to join? » Venti raised an eyebrow.
« I can suck your dick! » Angel replied.
In response, Venti remained there smiling with wide eyes, before replaying « HA! No. »
« Your loss! » Angel casually replied.
« Anyway, let's change the subject. How are you guys finding Mondstadt in such a festive mood? Do you like it? » Venti asked.
« Kinda disappointed. I always thought this was supposed to be the capital of the incompetents, what, from what I could gather and what the Imps told me! » Angel replied.
« Something tells me that the Imps will meet quite the turbulence in their gliding challenges…» Venti replied angrily.
« Oh, come now, my effeminate fellow! What's a little teasing between companions? » Alastor asked.
« Well, since you specifically came for me, apparently, I think it's about time you three got a deeper understanding of Mondstadt's culture and customs. I need a couple of assistants. What do you say? » Venti proposed.
« What do ya need? » Angel asked.
« Ahahaha... See these anxious-looking folks here? They're looking to learn the secrets of love, so they came to me to learn how to compose love poems. I accepted, of course, because I was only too happy to charge a tuition fee. » Venti replied, as he pointed at his students. « Soon, they'll come to me in turn and pour their hearts out, telling me about their romantic trials and tribulations. Then, I'll give them suggestions based on their individual circumstances. At least, that's what I was going to do... But since the Imps are busy, and having seen you three so interested in me... I think I'll let you lot handle it instead. »
« A fellow coin enthusiast, I assume…» Alastor smirked evilly.
« There are limited-edition wines for sale during the Windblume Festival... I need every last Mora to make sure I get my fill. » Venti replied.
« And just like that, we found Husk's girlfriend…» Angel joked.
« Up yours, cocksucker. » Venti flipped the demon.
« So how does this shit work, anyway? » Cherri asked.
« I'll give you a few prompts, and you can make suggestions based on them. Hehe, not as taxing as you thought, right? » Venti replied.
« And what would the signals be, my effeminate fellow? » Alastor asked.
« If you see me make this gesture... it means I think they should forge ahead and seize the opportunity. But if you see me make this gesture... it means I think they should play it safe and avoid being hasty. And if I make this gesture... it means I think they should give up while they're ahead and avoid any emotional over-investment. » Venti explained. « You got that, you three? »
« Crystal. » Angel replied.
« Let's Cupid this shit! » Cherri exclaimed.
« I'm afraid that I do not have the correct music for the mood ahead! The only music I unfortunately have available are the screams of agony of the innocents! » Alastor added.
Everyone looked at him terrified.
« It's from Chilli Churros…»
« Oh, yeah, that explains everything…» Venti, Angel and Cherri said in unison.
« No matter. Let's see our first contestant! You, my lad! What appears to be the issue? » Alastor asked one man.
« Here goes. Th—There is someone I like...» the man sighed. « Marla... She's cute and hardworking — always helping her family out with the farm work. And sometimes, she gets so tired, she takes a nap on a bench by the side of the road. »
« Where is she from? » Cherri asked.
« She lives in Springvale, quite a way from me. And... because of my family...» the man replied.
« Oh god fucking damn it, here it goes…» Angel groaned annoyed..
« Let's just say that our families are quite different. My father objects to us being together. » the man sighed. « But Marla and I have found a way to work around it! Whenever we want to meet, we go stargazing at Starsnatch Cliff. »
« By the looks of things, you sound like yer this close to fucking…»Angel noted.
« I mean we are… what I came to discuss today doesn't so much concern Marla... as my father.» the man replied.
« Do we look like the kind of people that know how to handle daddy issues? » Angel raised an eyebrow.
« Let's give this fellow a chance, shall we? » Alastor replied.
« …Go on, sir…» an annoyed Angel replied.
« My father is quite conservative and very strict. Still, it's my fault that I've never told him how I really feel. » the man replied. « I—I'm thinking, if I use this opportunity to offer a Windblume to my father, and formally ask for his approval at the same time... maybe he'll support us? »
« And what appears to be yer master plan? » Angel asked.
« I wanna tell him that, even though Marla doesn't come from a wealthy family, her kind heart and hardworking nature are things that Mora can't buy! » the man replied. « ...Does that sound too childish? I... I hope he doesn't yell at me... Uhh... »
In response, Venti made his first gesture.
« Go for it pal. And if he says no, tell 'im I said "Fuck you." » Angel crudely replied.
« I see... understood. Thank you. » the man replied.
« NEXT! » Angel yelled out.
In response, came a girl.
« I wanna offer some flowers to the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, Jean. » the girl replied. « She's an incredibly upright and diligent woman, talented and always gets the job done. Honest, kind, gentle, not to mention...»
« Oh, dirty girl, work the shaft! » Angel joked.
« Uh…excuse me? » the girl asked confused.
« Oh, I'm sorry, I just tend to dirty talk when I see someone sucking someone's else's dick! » Angel replied.
« T-the Acting Grandmaster has a-» the girl blushed hard, before being interrupted by Angel.
« No she has not! Or maybe she does. I dunno. It's still straight anyway. I think? » Angel replied. « Anyway, what I'm trying to say is get to the point. »
« Sorry, once I get talking about Master Jean, I get a bit excited... » the girl replied.
« Anyway, back on the subject at hand: the Grandmaster. » Angel replied.
« This time tomorrow, I'll finish composing my poem, pick a fresh dandelion bouquet, head over to the office, and hand the flowers to the guard. » the girl explained. « It's just... the bouquet, and the poem... I don't know. Hmm... best not sign them after all. »
« Other than you being a retard, is there a good reason for this? » Angel raised an eyebrow.
« Knowing Master Jean's conscientious nature, I'm afraid she'll send a gift in return if she sees my name... » the girl explained. « She's so busy, I wouldn't want my gift to create more work for her. If I can get this bouquet on her desk, that's enough for me. »
« And don't you think that's gonna cause more harm than good? For all we know, because of this she's gonna expect a horse head on her mattress! » Angel replied.
« That was a solid Godfather reference! » Alastor commented.
« Thanks! I've been waiting for a chance to use it! » Angel replied.
« R—Really? You sound so sure! Well, I guess I better include my name...» the girl replied. « That's that taken care of, then. A thousand thanks for your advice, I'll remember it! »
« NEXT! » Angel exclaimed, and in response came another man.
« I—I'm just such a huge fan of Mondstadt's idol... Barbara-sama...! You must have heard of her? She's the super cute one at the Church of Favonius! » the man explained.
« Oh God you're the creepy fan, aren't ya? » a disgusted Angel asked.
« Not to mention gentle, and she always lifts the people of Mondstadt's spirits with her smile and songs. I'm such a big fan, I even got a few like-minded friends together, and well... what I mean to say is... » the man explained. « ...You guessed it! I'm the head of the Barbara Fan Club! »
« Wait, isn't Barbara the loli girl at the Church? Ya know, Jean's sister? » Cherri asked.
« I carry the hopes and expectations of every member of the fan club on my shoulders. At this special time of year, I've pledged to send our blessings to Barbara-sama herself! Of course, as a level-headed adult, I would never wanna cause her any disturbance. I'm just waiting for my time slot with the bard, so I can explain the plan...» the man explained. « Take all the flowers picked by our members and turn them into a huge, giant flower statue! Then, to give her a huge surprise, place it outside the rear entrance of the Church. As for the love poem, we don't need any help! We're planning to do it on our own and hang it on the statue itself. »
«…Dude, she's 16. » Angel commented annoyed.
« What the-NO! We would never-Why does everything have to end with lust with you demons!? » the man shot back angrily.
« HEY! At least with lust you get something productive! And trust me, creepiness always ends up with lust! I've seen your kind, you'll fall to the dark side! » Angel shot back.
« Wouldn't it be better to directly address the person in question regarding your admiration? » Alastor asked, as he summoned a tentacle and grabbed the girl, bringing her to the plaza, the poor sister screaming in panic.
« Help! Help! » she exclaimed.
« Hey! Let her go! » Bennett threatened the demon.
« Oh, come now, I'm not harming her- » Alastor tried to defuse the situation, before Barbara spoke once more.
« Help! Somebody wants to bury my sister alive! »
Everyone remained silent at the scene. « My dear, this is all so sudden…I-I don't know what to say! »
« Calm yer tits, kid. They won't get any bigger just because ya scream. What is going on? » Angel asked.
« I…I-I received a letter…» Barbara replied between sobs, before handing it over to Venti. « I've never received a letter like this before. »
« Hm... "Dear Barbara, I've stolen the thing most precious to you and buried it." Huh... Could this be an attempt at intimidation? » Venti pondered.
« It's awful... is it a joke? If so, we don't need to worry. But... » Bennett pondered.
« ...But... what if it's real...? » Barbara said pale
« There's a map in the back, so we should be able to find it… » Angel noted.
« I know where that place is! The Thousand Winds Temple! » Bennett explained, as he raced off.
« Kid! Wait-Oh, god damn it! » Angel cursed.
« Oh, the idiocy of youth! If only he looked at it a bit closer, he'd recognize it with no issue! I'll be right back! » Alastor said, as he opened a portal and stepped inside.
Five seconds later, Alastor returned, pissed, with a box in his hand. Inside said box was a beautiful Windwheel Aster Wreath, countless paper stars, and a note saying "So sorry to get your attention this way. Please accept this Windblume as a sign of my sincere admiration for your virtue and sweetness."
Everyone turned at the Barbara Fanclub headman. « Well someone is getting fucking expelled...» the man said pissed.
« Now, now. Be it for the gods or that special someone, flowers should be offered in utmost sincerity. It's the most important ceremony of the Windblume Festival. » Venti explained. « Flowers of love and blessing, sent on such a special occasion... No effort should be wasted to make it spectacular. Behind the questionable methodology... here we have a meticulously thought-out and heartfelt gift. »
« Fine. Whoever did this will not be expelled then. Still, I think the statue was a better idea. » the man replied.
« Can't believe I'm saying this, but a-fucking-men to that. » Angel replied annoyed.
« Well with that out of the way, who would be the next person in need? » Alastor asked, having calmed down.
« Mind if I get in on the action? » another man, Kaeya, replied.
« Kaeya! Are you also here for romantic guidance? Venti asked.
« Haha, it's the greatest bard in town. And now, the greatest romantic advisor in town, no doubt. » Kaeya laughed. « Still, don't you have other business to attend to? »
« Oh! You mean, teaching people how to compose love poems? » Venti asked.
« Exactly that. I heard you were teaching classes in the plaza, so I came right away. » Kaeya replied.
« Honey, the way I see it, people are gonna write love letters to YOU, handsome… » Angel purred.
« You overestimate my looks, my friend. Nevertheless, I'd like to register for the fast-track classes.» Kaeya replied.
« How come? You're a smooth talker, do you really need my guidance? » Venti asked.
« The real question is, are you willing to take me on as a student? » Kaeya asked back.
« Of course! When the Mora comes knocking, who am I to keep the door closed? » Venti replied.
« Haha... Well then, I guess I'm enrolled. » Kaeya replied. « And as your student, may I make some reasonable demands? »
« And here we go….» Angel groaned annoyed.
« Demands? Let's hear them. » Venti sighed.
« As students, aside from attending class, we also need homework exercises. » Kaeya explained. « Surely a well-designed course would require us to put our knowledge into practice, and then... have our teacher correct the poems we compose. »
« Now isn't this interesting…» Angel smirked.
« All in exchange for payment, naturally. These are my demands. » Kaeya finished.
« Or to put it another way, I'm actually gonna have to work for a living! » Venti exclaimed.
« Hahaha, is that so bad? I just think that with things like this, you should see them all the way through. » Kaeya laughed. « More fun for everyone involved, don't you think? What do you say? »
« Well, correcting homework... this is indeed a vital step. » Venti noted. « And I am curious to see the fruits of my students' labour... Hm. Congratulations, Kaeya, your demands have been accepted! »
« As I expected, a reasonable and down-to-earth teacher. » Kaeya replied.
« Hoooold your horses, I have a demand for you, too! » Venti exclaimed.
« Oh god fucking damn it, just get on with it! » Angel exclaimed angrily.
« I will pay special attention to your homework and guarantee that you will see improvement in your studies! But as for your tuition fee... some Windblume Festival-exclusive Applebloom Cider should do the trick. » Venti proposed. « Hehe, what with you and Master Diluc being on such good terms and all, that shouldn't be a problem, should it? »
« Look, can't you just take this bag of cocaine and fuck off? » Angel asked annoyed, before Venti grabbed Angel's arm, snapping it in two, and looked him dead in the eye, whilst the Five Nights at Freddy's blackout music played sped up.
In response to this, Angel burned the bag.
« Would three bottles do? » a terrified Kaeya asked.
« Deal! » Venti replied, as he let Angel go.
« Jokes on you, femboy! My arms don't hurt anymore! » Angel mocked the bard. « Not since Shenhe shattered them. And even then it didn't hurt at all. Something to do with the neuron system being damaged too fast to communicate the agony…»
Xxxxxxx
A while later, everyone had gathered to the main Plaza, so that Venti could check on their homework.
« First, I'd like to check on Kaeya's work, since it was his idea to have homework…» Venti said.
« Here you have it, teach! » Kaeya said, as he handed over his poem. The poem was as such:
"Mi muhe ye
Means I love you
In the language of the hilichurls."
A short silence followed. « And? »
« That's it. » Venti replied.
«…Are you fucking kidding me?! » Angel exclaimed angrily.
« Coherent and too the point. Plus, the length seems about right. » Kaeya replied.
« Okay, but why in the foul language of the Chilli Churros? Surely, you think better of yourself than a mere torture subject, right? » Alastor asked.
« Hahaha, a love poem has to convey the style of its author, you know? » Kaeya replied.
« I'm not sure you took the exercise seriously. » Venti raised an eyebrow. « Anyway, next on the list is Timaeus! »
He then grabbed Timaeus poem, which read as such:
"Hand in hand with you before the furnace
The flames fail to rise
For they are burning in my heart."
« Ah, much better! » Angel commented.
« It makes me not want to torture you until the end of times! » Alastor added.
« Truly, a masterpiece beyond all expectation, Timaeus. You're a natural! »
« Really...? Wow! I had no idea that someone like me could write love poems of any merit. It must have been Professor Venti's excellent guidance. » Timaeus exclaimed. « Professor, as soon as I'm done here, I'll sort out my tuition fee! »
« Ahh, music to my ears, hehe! » Venti replied. « Now... that's job satisfaction. And I guess that's everyone's homework collected... no? »
A short silence followed.
« …OH SHIT THE BOY! » Angel exclaimed.
« The boy? » Venti asked confused, before widening his eyes in realization. « OH SHIT THE BOY! »
« Hohoho, yes! The boy indeed! In the Thousand Winds Temple, right? » Alastor laughed. « Not to worry! I'll recover him in a Jimmie! »
And with that, Alastor teleported away, returning five seconds later, carrying both Bennett and Razor on his arms.
« Hey guys! » Bennett said.
« Who the fuck is the other guy? » Angel asked.
« You wouldn't happen to be related to a guy named Xiao, would you? » Alastor asked as he held Razor like a puppy.
« Me not know Xiao. Me Razor. » Razor replied.
« No matter! You can be my Mondstadt son! » Alastor replied as he hugged the boy.
« Yee. »
« Okay, so what the hell happened? » Angel asked.
« Wait, what happened with that letter? » Bennett asked back.
« Barbara's fan club made it. » Cherri replied casually.
« What the...» Bennett widened his eyes in shock. « That' terrible, what kind of a person does that!? I've been locked up here a whole day thanks to them! »
« Well, apparently it's tradition, so not much we can do about it…» Angel shrugged.
« After I left the Cathedral, I came straight to the area around the Thousand Winds Temple. But there were monsters everywhere, not to mention Ruin Guards! You know — those huge things, I guess you've seen them before. » Bennett explained. « But as a first-rate adventurer, I was able to rely on my wits to evade them. Then I got to the temple itself. The moment I arrived here, I heard a monster's roar! »
« …Okay…» Angel raised an eyebrow.
« I remember thinking it must be some villainous trap the perpetrator had set for us. But was Bennett the adventurer, leader of Benny's Adventure Team about to back down? No way! » Bennett exclaimed. « So I charged straight in! ...That's when I found him inside. »
« And what the hell were you doing in that temple, chump? » Angel asked Razor.
« Wolvendom... many hunters. » Razor explained. « Too noisy, so... I leave... »
« So you came all the way to the Thousand Winds Temple, then what? You were trapped by the mechanism? » Venti asked, to which Razor simply nodded.
« Turns out it was no ordinary cell, what with the inner and outer sections. Of course, when I saw that Razor had been trapped inside, I had to rescue him... Then, all of a sudden...» Bennett continued. « ...There was a huge crash as the other cell door came down. »
« Meh. Makes sense… » was all Angel said.
« Anyway, thank you for saving me, Sir Demon! » Bennett thanked Alastor.
« Think nothing of it, my dear juvenile! Now, your homework, if you please. » Alastor replied.
« Oh! The love poem! Of course I didn't forget! » Bennett exclaimed. « It's not like I had much else to do, being stuck in this cell all day and all night, so at some point I just started working on it. It's all finished now, even Razor reviewed it. »
« And how did he do, my son? » Alastor asked Razor.
« Don't understand words. But feel... warm, tingly... » Razor replied. « Like... Wolfhook thorn... »
« Bennett, may I recite your work? » Venti asked.
« Oh... Sure! A taste of Bennett's wordsmanship, hehe. » Bennett replied sheepishly.
His poem read as such:
"You and the Mare Jivari
So close and yet so far
One at the edge of the world
The other in the center of my heart
Wolfhook and dandelion
My Windblume offering to you."
« "Wolfhook?" Really? It's not even a fucking flower! » Angel complained.
« Still, a marvellous work. Unpretentious and honest, sincere and evocative. » Venti congratulated the boy.
« Thank you, thank you very much, Sir! » Bennett thanked the bard.
« Bennett did good poem! » Razor complimented the boy.
« Haha, thanks to you too, Razor! » Bennett thanked Razor.
« Well, it's still better than whatever Kaeya shat out. » Angel commented.
« Everyone, I have an announcement to make. » Venti exclaimed. « All the poems from the fast-track class have now been collected! »
« So now what? » Cherri asked.
« So to celebrate, let's go to the tavern and have a drink! » Venti declared.
« Now we're talking! » Angel grinned.
« I'm afraid Razor and I have to be going. He said he knows some relatively unknown areas worth exploring and wants to show them to me. Have a great time, though! » Bennett replied, as he and Razor ran off.
« Meh. They were underaged anyway. » Alastor commented casually.
Xxxxxxx
After a while, the group entered the Angel's Share.
« Grab up those alcohols, 'cause I sure am thirsty for-» Angel exclaimed, before being interrupted by the bartender.
« Welcome, have a seat wherever you like. » the man, Diluc, greeted them casually.
« Now isn't this a surprise. » Kaeya smirked.
« Sure looks like I have to deal with a lively crowd here…» Diluc commented.
« It is the Windblume Festival after all. No one in Mondstadt who has the time and Mora is going to miss out on a trip to the tavern. » Kaeya replied, before turning to the demons. « Demons, will you have a drink? »
« Something not too hard for me, my one-eyed fellow. I'm trying to quit. » Alastor replied.
« Oh, come on, smiley! What good has quitting ever done to someone? » Angel asked.
« Coming from a guy that had a dysfunctional relation with a demonic moth! » Alastor shot back.
« Ya know what? Fair enough. » Angel shrugged.
« Hey, where's is the bartender? How come Master Diluc's mixing the drinks? » Venti asked.
« If it's Charles you're after, he's out on delivery. » a woman, Rosaria, replied.
« Helloooooooooooooooooooooooo Nurse! » Angel exclaimed at the sight.
« Sister of Barbatos, actually. » Rosaria replied.
« Man, Barbara aside, the femboy sure picks the hot ones, doesn't he? » Angel joked.
« Well, give Barbara a couple of years, and I do believe she will be the beauty of Mondstadt itself! » Alastor replied.
« Well, it sure sucks that the Imps couldn't come- » Angel shrugged, before the main door of the tavern slammed open, revealing the Imps, tired looks on their faces.
« The strongest shit in stock, daddy. » Blitzo requested.
« Don't call me that. » Diluc replied.
« Whatever. » Blitzo shot back.
« Tough day, huh? » Venti asked with a smug smile.
« Eat a fat one, femboy! Long live the fucking Lantern Rite! » Blitzo shot back.
« In all honesty, I actually found the experience quite fun! » Anna, the only one of the Imps who didn't look tired, commented.
« We slammed our faces AND our dicks against every single fucking building in this god forsaken town! » Blitzo shot back.
« …Skill issues? » Anna joked.
« …Oh I'm too tired for this shit…» Blitzo replied, as he grabbed a huge bottle and gulped it down in one go.
« …That will be 90000 Mora. » Diluc said.
« Keep the change… » Blitzo tossed a huge bag at the man.
« Happy Windblume, everyone! » Venti raised a mug.
« And may God grant us a few mere moments of existence! » Alastor added.
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Many thanks to Inanna for many of the suggestions for this chapter.
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