Ganyu and the others also noticed Lumine and Paimon.
Since Ganyu and Shenhe had originally come to Sumeru with Lumine, they didn’t feel awkward or embarrassed in her presence.
Kamisato Ayaka and Ei, however, were a different story.
Ayaka had secretly slipped away from Inazuma, leaving all her responsibilities in the hands of Yae Miko. Ei had likewise fibbed to her brother about spending her days training her swordsmanship, only to use a teleportation toilet to sneak off to Sumeru.
Neither had informed anyone of their trip to Sumeru, and under Lumine and Paimon’s meaningful gazes, both turned their faces away in flustered embarrassment.
“Wow, there’s so many people here!”
Paimon floated over to the group as Lumine and Dunyarzad approached.
“Luo Qing… what’s all this about?” Lumine asked softly, casting a subtle look at him.
“Well, it’s the Sabzeruz Festival, so of course we’re out to enjoy the festivities together!” Makoto replied with a gentle smile. To avoid unnecessary attention, she still wore her simulated mask, giving her face a resemblance to Ei’s but with some noticeable differences.
“Thank you all for coming to celebrate the Sabzeruz Festival!” Dunyarzad said warmly. She didn’t think too deeply about the group’s makeup, assuming they were just a group of friends, with perhaps one or two couples mixed in.
After all, who would believe someone could juggle six girlfriends?
“I heard this year’s festival is one of the best in recent years, so we couldn’t miss it,” Makoto replied politely.
“Miss Ayaka, Lady Ei, what brings you two to Sumeru?” Paimon asked, hovering closer. “And why did you ask us to bring those gifts for Luo Qing if you were coming here yourselves…”
Halfway through her question, Paimon suddenly noticed the looks the other girls were giving her—sharp enough to silence her instantly.
“Oh? You had them deliver something?” Makoto said with a sly smile, turning her gaze toward Ei.
“It was just a little sachet, nothing worth mentioning,” Ei said, her cheeks tinged with pink as she pretended to admire the scenery.
The sachet, of course, contained the full power of her Musou no Hitotachi. If Luo Qing ever opened it, it could cleave Sumeru City in half, trees and all, rendering it uninhabitable for centuries.
Definitely nothing worth mentioning.
“And you, Ayaka?” Makoto’s gaze shifted to Ayaka, her expression playfully curious.
“I, uh…” Ayaka stammered, visibly panicking.
The gift she had sent was a photo album—filled with candid shots of herself modeling outfits designed by Luo Qing. They weren’t ordinary photos, though. The outfits Luo Qing had created were… a little too suggestive.
One outfit was racier than the next.
“Well, since you’re all here, you might as well give them to him in person,” Makoto said with a smile, skillfully changing the subject.
“Enough about that. I heard there’s a fantastic show at the Zubair Theater tonight. Lumine, do you know what it is?”
As the matron of the group, Makoto knew how to smooth over tension and avoid embarrassing her “sisters.” Fair treatment was a crucial skill for maintaining harmony among her family, especially when they all had similar tactics.
“I know!” Paimon raised her hand excitedly. “It’s Nilou’s dance performance! She’s been preparing for it for ages, and I bet it’s going to be amazing!”
“Really? Then we must see it. We should show our support,” Makoto said, turning to the rest of the group.
“It’s getting late. Let’s head inside and find seats. It’ll be hard to find good ones with so many people here tonight.”
“Mm.”
“Understood.”
The girls nodded in agreement.
“We’ll head in first, Luo Qing. You can catch up after you finish chatting with Lumine,” Makoto said, leading the group toward the theater.
That left Luo Qing alone with Lumine and Paimon.
“How in Teyvat did you manage this?!” Paimon blurted, her eyes wide with disbelief as soon as the others were out of earshot.
“That’s…” Luo Qing scratched his head, unsure how to answer.
Before that late-night discussion at Makoto’s, the women had been at each other’s throats—especially Shenhe and Ei, whose glares could’ve sparked a duel.
But somehow, after that night, the tension had vanished. Instead, the women seemed united, almost as if they were banding together against an unseen enemy.
He had no idea what Makoto had said to them.
“You’ll have to ask Makoto. I’m as clueless as you are,” Luo Qing said, shrugging.
“You’re the main character here!” Paimon stamped her little feet in frustration.
“The main character got kicked out of the house that night. I have no idea what happened,” Luo Qing replied with a resigned shake of his head.
“…Fine. Don’t tell me, then,” Paimon grumbled.
Lumine gave him a meaningful look. It was hard to believe that this man—beyond his good looks and cheeky attitude—was a Fatui Harbinger.
Where was the dignity? The gravitas? Instead, all he did was flirt.
“Here,” Lumine said, pulling out two items from her bag: a small sachet glowing faintly with a deep purple hue and a slim photo album.
“This is from Ei. She said it contains the power of her full-strength Musou no Hitotachi. If your life’s in danger, you can use your elemental power to open it. And this… this is from Ayaka.”
Lumine hesitated, unsure how to describe the contents of the album.
“Just take a look later.”
Remembering the scandalous outfits Ayaka had modeled in the photos, Lumine felt a mix of disbelief and resignation. Such a sweet, innocent girl—and yet she’d gone to such lengths for Luo Qing.
“Oh?” Luo Qing opened the album just a crack, peeking inside.
His eyes widened as he glimpsed Ayaka dressed in a three-piece swimsuit, sitting on a tatami mat and gazing shyly at the camera.
Tsk.
This was a treasure. Worth studying for “research” purposes to prepare for the real deal.
Sorry, big brother Kamisato. Your sister is just too tempting.
“How’s Sumeru treating you these past few days?” Luo Qing asked, casually tucking the items into his inventory.
“Not bad. Why?” Lumine replied, puzzled.
“Just curious.” Luo Qing waved her off. “Anyway, I should catch up with the others. Sleep well tonight.”
Without waiting for a response, he turned and strode toward the theater.
“Lumine, who are all those girls to Luo Qing? I feel like I’m missing something here…” Dunyarzad asked, watching his retreating figure with a puzzled expression.
At first, she’d thought Makoto was Luo Qing’s only partner, but now it seemed… more complicated.
“If you’re confused, that makes two of us,” Lumine sighed, glancing in the same direction.
“Whatever the case, those girls probably can’t imagine life without him anymore…”
“…”
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