Zeyan understood, his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Generally speaking, where are festivals held?"
Kamisato Ayaka replied, "On Kannazuka."
Zeyan smiled, flicked the fox mask in his hand, and then, without worrying if it was completely clean, directly put it on the left side of his head. He looked at Kamisato Ayaka and said, "Miss Kamisato, let's go to the festival."
Kamisato Ayaka said in surprise, "Eh? Participate in a festival? Just the two of us?"
Zeyan nodded seriously. "Of course, two people can definitely participate in a festival, right? I wonder if Miss Kamisato would be willing to go to the festival with me?"
Kamisato Ayaka hesitated. "But... but we clearly came to collect supplies. Suddenly running off to participate in a festival, that kind of thing..."
Zeyan said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if we collect the supplies a little later, does it? After all, the remaining supplies at the Hiiragi Estate are enough for us for quite a few days, so participating in the festival first isn't out of the question. Didn't Miss Kamisato say she's never truly participated in a festival before? Perhaps a festival for two won't be so complete, won't be as perfect as imagined, but at least I hope Miss Kamisato can participate in a festival as a guest and enjoy the fun that a festival should have."
Kamisato Ayaka stared blankly at Zeyan.
Participating in a festival, could she really do that?
Just as this thought arose, Kamisato Ayaka thought again that there were no other ordinary people around now. Even if she went to Kannazuka, she wouldn't be thought to be there on official business. So it seemed she could really participate in the festival?
But there were only the two of them. How could two people hold a festival?
As if hearing the doubt in Kamisato Ayaka's heart, Zeyan said softly, "Miss Kamisato, can you trust me? I want to give you a festival, today."
Hearing these sincere words, Kamisato Ayaka finally nodded.
Although she didn't know how Zeyan was going to give her a festival, she felt she had no reason to refuse.
Of course, in Kamisato Ayaka's view, it didn't matter if the festival wasn't perfect, because more than a festival, it was Zeyan's intention. She saw the seriousness in Zeyan's eyes, and she couldn't let down such an intention.
...
Kannazuka was located in the west of Byakko Plain, in the outskirts.
Kamisato Ayaka held her umbrella, stepping on the sand of Kannazuka beach, listening to the pitter-patter of rain on the umbrella, watching the ripples spreading in the sea, her thoughts were a jumble.
Zeyan had told her to come here first, while he himself had disappeared. She didn't know where Zeyan had gone, but she could guess that Zeyan must have gone to prepare for the festival.
But would a festival for two really be interesting?
"No matter what, I must praise this festival held for me later, otherwise it would be too impolite," Kamisato Ayaka whispered to herself.
A smile appeared on her delicate face. Someone was willing to hold a festival just for her. This intention really made her very happy. It could be said that this was the happiest thing she had felt since the incident in Inazuma.
Walking slowly, she finally arrived at the place where the festival was being held. Looking up, she could see cherry blossom trees shedding their petals. At this time, even the heavy rain seemed to have lessened a bit, so that after the scarlet cherry blossoms fell from the branches, they were not immediately washed away by the rain, but fluttered through the air, appearing so colorful and brilliant.
Kamisato Ayaka continued walking, seeing frames erected on both sides of the road ahead, with lanterns emitting bright light hanging on them.
"Huh? With the wind and rain these past few days, the stone lanterns and wooden lanterns in other places have basically been blown out. Can these ones still be lit?"
Kamisato Ayaka whispered in surprise, then looked to the side.
Then Kamisato Ayaka smiled knowingly.
She saw the carp streamers fluttering in the wind not far away. There were three carp on them, but there was a little mud on the carp, which seemed to explain something.
Kamisato Ayaka imagined a scene: a young man came here, picked up the carp streamers, shook them as clean as possible, and reattached them to the flagpole, erecting them here.
Seeing the lanterns and the carp streamers, Kamisato Ayaka actually felt a bit of anticipation for what would happen next.
She continued forward on the path covered with scarlet cherry blossom petals.
A merchandise rack appeared by the roadside ahead, with masks hanging on it. Because the rack had a roof-like structure on top, the masks were not wet by the rain.
Behind the merchandise rack stood a person wearing black clothes and holding an umbrella, with a fox mask on their face.
"Zeyan?" Kamisato Ayaka recognized the person.
"Not Zeyan, just an ordinary merchant," the person wearing the fox mask said. "Guest, there's usually a custom of wearing this fox mask when participating in the festival. But the mask isn't free. You have to answer me a question before I can give it to you."
Kamisato Ayaka found it quite interesting and asked with a smile, "Then what is the question?"
The person wearing the fox mask pretended to think for a moment before asking, "What is your favorite food?"
Kamisato Ayaka tilted her head and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm very interested in foreign cuisine, although I rarely have the opportunity to try it."
The person wearing the fox mask immediately picked up a mask and handed it out. "A very good answer. Then this mask is yours. Please put it on and enjoy the festival."
Kamisato Ayaka smiled and accepted the mask, then also put it on the left side of her head, still so beautiful and so moving.
After Kamisato Ayaka put on the mask, she found that the person behind the mask stall had disappeared. She turned her head and looked around, only to find that there was another person at the stall opposite, which seemed to be a food stall.
"Guests who have come to the festival, would you like to taste some foreign cuisine?" the person wearing the fox mask behind the food stall called out.
"Did you change from selling masks to selling food?" Kamisato Ayaka walked over.
"No, you misunderstood. That person and I are not the same person. Look, our masks are different," the person behind the food stall said seriously.
"Pfft." Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but chuckle softly.
However, upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the colors of the masks worn by the people behind the mask stall and the food stall were indeed different, one red and one yellow, only the clothes were the same, and the umbrellas they held were also the same... but knowing to change masks to pretend to be different people to create an atmosphere, that was also very good.
"Then, what foreign cuisine can I enjoy here?" Kamisato Ayaka said with a smile.
"Mondstadt Potato Pancakes, Grilled Fish with Mint, Fisherman's Toast from the land of wind... everything is available, please choose for yourself," the stall owner of the food stall introduced the many foods.
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