Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 107 Return

"Welcome to the righteous city of Fontaine, a land of gastronomy and art. Step into Harbor of the Sea..."

As always, the cruise ship sailed through the waterways high above Fontainebleau, with the energetic voice of guide Albert echoing on board, while passengers on deck leisurely enjoyed the scenery along the route.

However, the café manager, who had been stared at by Abel's resentful gaze the whole way, didn't seem so happy.

"Um... Abel, would you like to have a drink and rest for a bit?"

While the cruise ship was docked, Mu Feng, feeling a little guilty from being stared at by the young tour guide, quietly approached Ai Beier and thoughtfully handed her a bottle of Fengda after she had been working all morning.

"Hmph, Brother Mufeng is a bad guy, Aibel doesn't want to talk to you right now."

Still resentful of someone's greedy behavior, Aibel pouted, hugged her little round hands, and deliberately turned her body away, pretending not to care about the soda in Mu Feng's hand.

However, the sound of the little one swallowing saliva and the slight shift in her gaze betrayed her.

"Hiss..."

The moment the metal cap was lifted, the orange-red soda inside the glass bottle seemed to boil, bubbling and crackling with an enticing sound.

"Oh well, I'll just drink this bottle of chilled Fonda that's still bubbling."

Mu Feng chuckled and brought the Fengda to his lips, making a gesture as if he was about to drink it all in one gulp.

"Mmm, I'll drink it! I'll drink it!"

Seeing the delicious treat about to slip away, the anxious Abel rushed to Mu Feng's side, snatched the soda bottle, and protectively held it in her arms.

"Little tsundere."

Having succeeded in his scheme, Mu Feng smiled and gently pinched Aibel's round, chubby cheeks, instantly earning the little guy a fierce yet adorable glare in return.

"Hmm... a bottle of Fonda won't be enough to bribe Abel!"

After gulping down a bottle of Fonda in a few mouthfuls, Abel shook her pink and blue little ears and weakly turned her little head to make amends.

"Those two bottles?"

"Okay... wait, no!"

Abel, who almost fell into the trap, quickly realized what was happening and angrily put her hands on her hips to condemn someone's despicable behavior.

"This isn't about a few bottles! This should be punishment for Brother Mufeng's greedy behavior!"

"We already don't have enough time to go around!"

However, the huffy Abel seemed to have forgotten her guided tour duties and probably forgot to lower her voice.

By the time Mu Feng realized something was wrong, it was too late.

Within seconds, everyone on the patrol ship cast strange glances in Mu Feng's direction.

My friend, one cannot, or at least should not.

"You."

Mu Feng chuckled and tapped Aibel's forehead, and the little guy seemed to realize he had said the wrong thing, sticking out his little tongue shyly and quietly retreating behind Mu Feng.

"Anytime, anywhere."

"Steambird reporting for duty!"

Just as the scene fell silent, Charlotte, the pink-haired little reporter, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, happily pointing her camera at Mu Feng's face, which was full of black lines.

She knew there would be big news today!

"Mr. Mu Feng, could you please describe your current mental state in detail?"

Charlotte's emerald green eyes sparkled as if she could already see a news article that would shock the entire city of Fontaineland fresh off the press in the Steambird newspaper.

Yes, the title should be "The Secrets a Coffee Shop Owner Has to Tell," it's sure to be a hit!

"Boom."

With a dark expression, Mu Feng gave Charlotte a sharp rap on the head. If he let this girl run wild, tomorrow's headlines would most likely be:

Shocking! The manager of a coffee shop in Fontainebleau died suddenly in the shop late at night. The case is currently under close investigation.

According to a man who filed the report but wished to remain anonymous, when he arrived at the scene by chance, the victim was already in pieces.

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, then you don't want to talk about it."

Charlotte covered her sore forehead and protested softly with teary eyes.

"Forget about it, I'll treat you to afternoon tea tomorrow."

"What? This is a journalist's professional ethics..."

Two meals!

"Okay, I didn't see anything!"

Charlotte, who was crying just a second ago, instantly changed her expression, put away the camera, and sat down next to Mu Feng with a smile.

She originally only intended to come up and help her friend who had provided the big news out of a tight spot, but she didn't expect to have the unexpected bonus of two afternoon teas.

After all, the desserts at Maple Dew Cafe were quite expensive. Although she really liked the desserts there, her meager salary as a junior reporter couldn't afford such high prices.

Just like her mother said, her stomach always leaves room for dessert!

Hmm, it's time to ask Editor-in-Chief Oufu for a raise!

Mu Feng glanced helplessly at the pink-haired reporter who was staring at them with shining eyes, and gently patted Aibel's head reassuringly.

"Okay, okay, I'll make dessert for Abel tonight. Don't be angry anymore, alright?"

"Hmph... then Abel wants to eat lots and lots of it!"

Abel clenched her little fist and grinned, as if she planned to eat Mu Feng out of house and home in one night.

However, the little guy's cute threat didn't sound very convincing.

"Hey buddy, are you a local from Fontainebleau?"

Behind the cruiser, a merchant dressed in Liyue attire nudged a Fontaine resident dressed as a chef and approached him to strike up a conversation.

The Fontaine chef, who was idly admiring the scenery, turned around and glanced at him, replying with a puzzled look:

"Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"

A Liyue merchant who had just arrived in Fontaine for business quietly pointed to the bow of the ship and asked in a low voice:

"I've heard that the unique creatures of Fontaine are not to be touched casually. Has your water god changed the laws again?"

In that case, hiring a lovely Melosin might bring unimaginable business to his shop.

The Liyue merchants were happily making their plans.

"You're from another country, aren't you?"

The Fontaineian, dressed as a chef, glanced at the merchant's Liyue attire, a look of sudden realization dawning on his face. He then earnestly advised:

"Take my advice: if you don't want to spend time in Mero Petersburg, you should get rid of all thoughts related to Melusin as soon as possible."

The merchant looked puzzled, his suspicious gaze shifting to Mu Feng, who was casually chatting with Abel and Charlotte at the bow of the ship, before turning back to the confident chef from Fontaine.

“That guy is an exception.”

The chef in Fontaine fell silent for a long time before finally uttering a few words with resignation.

Having stayed in Fontainebleau for so long, he had long since gone from being shocked at the beginning to being numb now.

As far as he knew, even their highest judge and the water god were not so close to the little Melushin's.

The Liyue merchant also fell silent, it seemed his profit-making plan had been shelved.

After a while, he looked up in confusion, staring at the rain that had suddenly begun to fall from the sky.

"Huh? Why is it raining?"

"Who knows? According to our fairy tales, maybe the water dragon is crying again."

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