Genshin Impact: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable

"There's... someone..."

Nahida's adorable little face carried a hint of confusion.

It seemed that Luo Qing knew many secrets about her, yet he kept them hidden, refusing to share.

"Yes, someone who's even closer to you."

Luo Qing gently patted Nahida's head, speaking softly. "Would you like to meet her?"

"Her…"

Nahida was momentarily speechless.

Her intuition had already revealed the answer Luo Qing was hinting at.

Could it be her...

But how could that be possible...

"Luo Qing..."

Nahida raised her head to look at him, her gaze resolute.

"I want to meet her."

"Alright..."

Luo Qing nodded, tenderly ruffling her hair before glancing over at Lumine.

"But before that, I'll need to head home and prepare a little. Lumine, could I trouble you to bring Nahida to my house this evening?"

"Your house?"

Lumine tilted her head, puzzled.

Unbidden, the image of Makoto as a perfect, virtuous wife popped into her mind.

Could this person also be...

Huh…

"Yes, my house."

Luo Qing nodded again, continuing. "Now that I've returned the Gnosis, I'll take my leave for now to get everything ready. Nahida, I'll see you tonight."

After finishing, Luo Qing fondly ruffled Nahida's hair once more before leaving the Sanctuary of Surasthana.

While he had claimed he was giving Nahida and the others time to prepare, in truth, it was more for himself.

He needed to go back and handle the two women vying for the title of his "main wife."

Otherwise, if Nahida were to visit his house, eager to have a heart-to-heart with someone she thought of as a maternal figure, only to walk in and find her "mother" embroiled in a fierce spat with another woman over the position of household authority…

That scene would surely leave an indelible mark on Nahida's memory.

Even if it was just for tonight, Luo Qing had to make them pause their inner rivalries.

Even if it was all an act, they needed to at least put on the appearance of a harmonious family.

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By the time Luo Qing returned home, it was already noon.

Usually, when Luo Qing wasn't busy, he'd come back to eat.

Before Bu'er arrived, Makoto had been in charge of most of the cooking, with Rosalyne occasionally helping out.

But that was before Bu'er's arrival.

After that…

Before stepping inside, Luo Qing never imagined that one day, his lunch would rival the grandeur of a palace feast in Snezhnaya.

The moment he entered, he was greeted by the sight of the dining table, covered with a dazzling array of dishes. From desserts and drinks to renowned delicacies, it was all there.

Luo Qing glanced toward the kitchen.

There, two figures—one dressed in deep purple, the other in silver—were each wearing aprons and immersed in a culinary battle.

Occasionally, they exchanged glances, like warriors sizing each other up before a duel.

"These two…"

Luo Qing didn't even know what to say.

He moved to the living room and found Ei calmly reading a light novel, feigning ignorance of the kitchen antics.

Sitting down on the sofa, Luo Qing gave another helpless glance toward the kitchen before asking softly, "When did they start this?"

"About ten minutes after you left."

"They said they're competing to see who gets to be the 'head of the house.' They're having a full-scale contest—whoever wins takes the title."

Ei flipped through her book, her tone indifferent.

She was just here to slack off, after all.

As long as Luo Qing didn't sneak into her room at night and mess with her, she couldn't care less about who ruled the backyard.

"..."

"And you're not going to stop your sister?" Luo Qing asked, exasperated, glancing toward the kitchen again.

"What does this have to do with me? Why should I stop them?"

Ei answered confidently. "Besides, it's your fault for bringing Bu'er back to life and bringing her here."

"..."

Her reasoning was so sound that Luo Qing couldn't argue.

So, he decided to change the subject.

"By the way, where's Theresa?"

"She went out."

"Out?" Luo Qing was baffled. "Where did she go?"

"Makoto and Bu'er finished a dish and asked me and Theresa to taste-test them to settle the score…"

Ei continued flipping through her novel, speaking nonchalantly. "She couldn't take it anymore and made up an excuse about meeting a colleague to sneak out."

"..."

"And you? Why didn't you sneak out?"

"Me?"

Ei set her novel down and gave Luo Qing a once-over, as if he'd just said something utterly ridiculous.

With a faint chuckle, she replied, "I can handle it."

"..."

Her response was so absurd that Luo Qing didn't even know how to retort.

Just then, the kitchen door swung open, and Makoto and Bu'er each emerged, carrying a new dish.

When they saw Luo Qing in the living room, their faces lit up with delight. Setting their plates down, they hurried over.

"Luo Qing, you're back!"

"You must be tired—should I give you a shoulder massage~?"

"..."

Luo Qing was momentarily speechless.

These two were absolute beauties. Back in his past life, if even one of them had spoken to him like this, he'd have felt like the luckiest man alive.

So why did it feel so exasperating now?

"You two…"

Luo Qing sighed internally, rubbing his temples before patting the space on the sofa beside him.

The two women understood the gesture, quickly removing their aprons and sitting down on either side of him.

"You don't need to do this," Luo Qing said softly, looking at the two.

"In my heart, you're both equally important. There's no need to compete like this…"

In other words:

I liked it better when you two were your usual, headstrong selves. Please revert back to that.

These two were women he had personally revived. Both were equally dear to him, and he couldn't bring himself to neglect one for the other.

If you're going to build a harem, fairness is key!

"I understand…"

Bu'er was the first to speak, nodding obediently. "I'm sorry, Luo Qing. I was being a bit childish. I won't do it again."

Makoto was stunned.

She realized she couldn't underestimate Bu'er—this woman was a force to be reckoned with.

One moment of carelessness, and Bu'er had already gained the upper hand!

"I won't do it again either, Luo Qing…" Makoto murmured softly, though she was inwardly dissatisfied.

Next time, she wouldn't let Bu'er outpace her.

"Good..."

Seeing how quickly the two admitted their faults, Luo Qing felt something was off but decided not to dwell on it.

He affectionately patted both their heads and continued.

"Oh, by the way, Bu'er, Nahida is coming over tonight. Be sure to prepare yourself."

"Nahida? She's coming to see me?!"

Bu'er looked startled.

"Yes, I told her I'd let her meet you…"

"This..."

Bu'er suddenly seemed nervous.

"Nahida…"

Seeing Bu'er's reaction, Makoto looked puzzled as well.

"You and Nahida…"

"Mm…"

Bu'er glanced at Makoto, her expression suddenly becoming shy.

She leaned against Luo Qing's shoulder and said softly,

"She's the child of Luo Qing and me…"

"?"

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