Qin Yu cupped his hands, lost in thought for a moment.
In his eyes, the sleeping face of the girl in the white dress was reflected.
"..."
She was a delicate and petite girl, like a doll.
The sea breeze was soft and gentle.
She lay obediently in his palm like this.
Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly as she slept soundly.
Quiet and beautiful.
Making one want to cradle her in their hands with utmost care.
"My partner..."
The girl suddenly murmured.
The warmth in Qin Yu's palm caused the corners of her lips to curl up.
This was a feeling Sandrone had never experienced before.
Unlike Snezhnaya, which was perpetually covered in ice and snow.
Here, she didn't have to face the gaze of the Fatui.
Nor did she have to face the coldness of machinery.
Her world finally had some warmth.
It was the warmth of Qin Yu, the one she had chosen.
It was so reassuring, so comfortable.
It made her instinctively want to rely on it more.
"My partner... closer..."
Sandrone frowned slightly, murmuring as if being spoiled.
Qin Yu instinctively moved closer.
The sea breeze brushed past, bringing a ticklish sensation.
The girl's delicate sleeping face became even clearer.
Qin Yu gently extended a finger.
He instinctively wanted to poke her cheek.
"Reporting, Lord Qin Yu!"
Suddenly, a samurai ran up.
The serene atmosphere vanished instantly.
"What is it?"
Qin Yu frowned, clicking his tongue in annoyance.
The finger he was about to use to poke retracted.
"S-sorry!"
The samurai quickly lowered his head, looking nervous.
He was a little flustered.
He felt a terrifying killing intent flash by.
He somehow felt like the doll-like girl had glared at him...
Was it an illusion?
"The ship is about to reach the designated waters!"
"We can already see the encampment of the Millelith."
"Mm."
Qin Yu nodded slightly, signaling that he had heard the samurai.
He looked into the distance.
At the edge of his vision, the silhouette of an island appeared.
Keqing, I'm finally going to meet you.
"Mm..."
At this moment, the girl in his palm opened her eyes.
"My partner, is something wrong?"
Sandrone sat up gently, murmuring.
She still looked a bit groggy, having just woken up.
"Nothing."
Qin Yu's expression was calm as he spread his hands.
Did he really extend his finger to poke her cheek? Was there such a thing?
"Really, my partner?"
"I prefer the honest version of you."
Sandrone's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she smiled meaningfully.
If she hadn't been disturbed just now.
She would have been... by someone in her dream.
"After we disembark, don't say anything out of line."
"Already defending that woman so soon?"
Sandrone snorted upon hearing this.
She raised her pretty face and said seriously:
"Qin Yu, you are mine."
"?"
Qin Yu pouted, about to toss the girl into the sea.
Sandrone grabbed Qin Yu's finger, not backing down at all.
"Let go!"
"Hmph, why should I?"
Just as they were struggling.
"Lord Qin Yu, we have received the signal from the Millelith."
"We can land at any time!"
It was the same samurai again, running to report.
"Hm?"
Qin Yu and Sandrone turned their heads simultaneously, glaring at him.
Why is it you again.
"This..."
The samurai broke out in a sweat.
Why is it that every time I come, I catch Lord Qin Yu...
I need to think of a way to change this impression.
"Lord Qin Yu."
"What is it?"
"You and this lady... you have a really good relationship, hahaha."
"?"
Qin Yu's face darkened.
...
Finally, the fleet anchored.
"Lord Qin Yu!"
The fully armed samurai assembled, awaiting orders.
Only a certain unlucky samurai was still scrubbing the deck.
"We've finally arrived."
Qin Yu stepped onto the beach, sighing with emotion.
Facing the comfortable breeze and the cries of seagulls.
Suddenly stepping on the sand, he still felt a little unaccustomed.
His gaze swept into the distance.
On the island, a large military camp had already been established.
Banners fluttered, and order prevailed.
"Clink—"
The sound of armor clashing was heard.
"Are you perhaps an envoy from Inazuma?"
A large number of soldiers in armor, holding spears, rushed over.
Millelith steadfast, mountains unmoving.
These were the soldiers of Liyue, the Millelith.
Qin Yu approached the army formation and smiled:
"It is I, I hope for a pleasant cooperation."
"That's wonderful, welcome!"
The Millelith instructor smiled warmly and strode forward.
After a polite handshake and some pleasantries.
Qin Yu's gaze subtly scanned the surroundings.
Why couldn't he see that "Keqing cat" he was thinking of?
With this thought, he asked:
"Regarding the Yuheng mentioned in the letter?"
The Millelith instructor was taken aback, then smiled:
"Ah, Lady Yuheng she..."
Before he could finish speaking, a figure in purple appeared.
"Looking for the Yuheng? That's me."
Qin Yu instinctively looked over, his eyes lighting up.
A girl of extreme beauty, her gaze serious.
Her purple hair was tied into twin tails, swaying back and forth.
What caught the most attention were her long legs wrapped in black silk.
Wasn't this Keqing?
"Hello."
Qin Yu smiled and extended his hand.
My pen pal, we finally meet.
"Hello."
Keqing walked up to Qin Yu, appraising him.
Is this the envoy sent from Inazuma?
With this thought, she extended her hand and briefly shook Qin Yu's.
Then they parted.
"..."
Qin Yu felt a sense of helplessness. Was he politely rejected?
"Please wait a moment."
Seeing that Keqing was about to leave, Qin Yu called out.
"Is there something else? I'm only discussing work right now."
Keqing glanced at Qin Yu, who was approaching, and frowned.
She instinctively wanted to keep her distance from men who tried to get close to her.
She wanted to finish her work quickly so she could take leave to go to Inazuma.
Then, to Keqing's surprise.
The envoy from Inazuma actually leaned in closer.
"You...!"
Keqing's eyes turned cold, and she was about to draw her sword.
However, in the next moment, the girl paused slightly.
"Excuse me, are you a passing beef offal chef?"
The mysterious Inazuma envoy, also known as Qin Yu.
He approached Keqing and quietly revealed her pen name.
Keqing turned around in disbelief.
"You are..."
"My pen pal?!"