Five intertwined fates were thrown into the gacha pool; the first three pulls were clear skies and white clouds, yielding only functional items:
Milk, which helps with sleep,
Delicious fried sweetfish,
And a 'Thousand Cups, Never Drunk' medicine recipe.
It wasn't until the fourth pull that a purple light appeared.
When the light faded, it revealed an element skill called 'Whirlwind of Petals'.
This is Collei's skill, where she throws a Floral Ring that returns after a certain period, dealing Dendro DMG to enemies along its path.
Speaking of Collei, if Makoto remembered correctly, that child had a tragic childhood.
Collei suffered from a strange illness since childhood and was later used as a test subject by the Fatui's the Doctor...
Makoto thought to himself, when he goes to Sumeru, he must change Xiao Collei's fate.
Recalling his thoughts, Makoto made his last pull.
This time, a rich golden light descended from the sky.
When the light dissipated, it was a chess-piece-like object: the Anemo Gnosis.
The moment Makoto obtained this Gnosis, he felt the Anemo element power within him surging.
No matter how subtle the Anemo element in the world, it could resonate with Makoto and be used by him.
Years ago, Venti used Anemo element power to blow away the snow in Mondstadt, and now Makoto could do the same.
...
Looking at the three Gnosis in his backpack, Makoto fell into contemplation.
If Snezhnaya knew about this, his life would surely never be peaceful again.
It's better not to expose them easily; occasionally slacking off like Barbatos is quite good.
Exiting the gacha interface, Makoto felt Ganyu beside him stir, as if she was groggily waking up.
"You still look very sleepy, don't you?" Makoto reached out and pinched Ganyu's face, saying softly.
Ganyu's cheeks were smooth and delicate, cool to the touch, and felt very nice.
"Mm..."
Sleepy-eyed Ganyu let out a soft murmur.
She tightly hugged Makoto's arm and continued to sleep; the scent of Makoto on him made her feel secure.
"Sleeping here isn't a solution; let's go back."
Makoto glanced at Ganyu, who had fallen asleep again, and carried Ganyu on his back.
Normally, Ganyu would definitely be too embarrassed to let Makoto carry her.
But now she was groggy, and coupled with Makoto's comfortable back, Ganyu gradually fell asleep.
When Makoto returned to the inn, he found that the Little Ones were already up, sitting on the sofa, idly wiggling their little feet.
Makoto had assigned Qiqi many tasks, one of which was to wake everyone up.
The little girls looked like they hadn't fully woken up; their socks were askew on their feet, and their hair was a bit messy from just waking up.
Normally, Makoto would comb their hair for them, and when Makoto wasn't around, their hair was always messy.
Shenhe and Ningguang could comb their own hair, but they felt that combing their own hair wasn't as comfortable as Makoto doing it, so they also wanted Makoto to help them comb their hair.
Seeing Makoto come home, the Little Ones immediately jumped off the sofa and ran towards him with pattering steps.
"Brother Makoto..."
The little girls acted coquettishly as usual.
However, Makoto immediately extended his finger, making a gesture for silence.
Then, he pointed to the sleeping Ganyu behind him.
The Little Ones, realizing, quickly covered their mouths and stopped talking, only their bright, sparkling eyes blinked, as if they could speak.
Looking at how cute the Little Cuties were, Makoto couldn't help but smile, "I'll take Gan Yu back to her room and then come help you comb your hair."
The little girls nodded obediently: "It's a deal!"
Before long, Makoto also fulfilled his promise.
After settling Ganyu, he returned to the living room to comb the Little Ones' hair.
Makoto first combed Ningguang's hair.
Ningguang's hair was long, fine, and silky smooth; a faint fragrance could be smelled as the wooden comb passed through her strands.
While combing her hair, Ningguang wasn't idle; she looked up and told Makoto about her entrepreneurial plans.
No matter where she went, the little rich girl's first thought was always making money; she saw business opportunities in this year's Windblume Festival.
Makoto naturally wouldn't interfere with Ningguang's business acumen but silently gave his support.
After combing Ningguang's hair, it was Beidou's, then Shenhe's...
When it was Sara's turn to have her hair combed, Makoto's expression was a bit dazed.
He remembered when he first met Sara, Little Sara still had refreshing short hair, and in a blink of an eye, Sara had already grown long hair.
Makoto couldn't help but sigh, realizing how fast time had passed.
Watching the little girls grow up day by day, Makoto felt a sense of relief like an old father.
When it was Kamisato Ayaka's turn to have her hair combed, Makoto noticed that Little Turtle was only wearing one sock, and the other sock on her foot was missing.
"Ayaka, where's your other sock?"
"Did you just throw it around and can't find it?"
Facing Makoto's inquiry, Little Ayaka shook her head repeatedly: "Brother Makoto, Ayaka didn't throw her sock around."
She pointed to the fish tank and explained: "I was worried the little goldfish would catch a cold, so I used the sock to keep it warm."
Following Kamisato Ayaka's finger, Makoto saw a goldfish in the fish tank wearing a small white sock.
He didn't know how Kamisato Ayaka managed to put clothes on the goldfish, he could only see the goldfish struggling to swim under the influence of the sock.
"Silly girl, goldfish don't catch colds."
"Besides, putting a sock on a goldfish actually hinders its breathing and movement..."
Makoto was amused by Little Ayaka's behavior; the Xiao Girl always had so many whimsical ideas.
"Is that so?" Kamisato Ayaka tilted her head, her big eyes blinking.
"If you don't believe me, watch..."
Makoto walked to the fish tank and took out Ayaka's small white sock.
After the goldfish was freed, it immediately swam very fast, as if expressing happiness.
Seeing this, Kamisato Ayaka finally understood that the little goldfish didn't want a warm sock.
"Brother Makoto, I'm sorry... Ayaka caused trouble again."
Kamisato Ayaka pouted her little mouth, her expression a bit dejected.
"Ayaka, you don't need to say sorry." Makoto squatted down and rubbed Kamisato Ayaka's head,
"Your intention was good; you did it because you were worried the little goldfish would get sick."
"No matter what, this kindness is worth praising."
Hearing Makoto's praise, Little Ayaka's mood brightened up again.
Makoto looked at the sock that had been in the fish tank and said: "This sock is soaked; there's no way you can wear it again for a while."
"I'll go to the room and get you a new pair of socks."
Before coming to Mondstadt, Makoto had already considered the possibility of the Little Ones causing trouble.
For this, he specifically prepared extra changes of clothes for the children.
"Quickly put on your little socks, if you catch a cold, you'll have to take very bitter medicine, you know."
Makoto handed the brand new socks to Kamisato Ayaka, his tone filled with a playful scare.
"Brother Makoto, will you help Ayaka put on her socks, please?"
Little Ayaka didn't take the new socks but said coquettishly.
She was still half-asleep and felt tired, not wanting to move at all.
Every time at this moment, Kamisato Ayaka would act coquettishly, asking Makoto for help.
Who would have thought that the dignified and elegant Frostflake Heron Princess was so good at acting spoiled when she was little?
Looking at Kamisato Ayaka acting cute in front of him, Makoto sighed helplessly; he really couldn't refuse.
Makoto deliberately put on a stern face, but his movements were very gentle: "Sit still, and stretch out your little feet."
Kamisato Ayaka sat obediently on the sofa, beaming: "I knew Brother Makoto was the best!"
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