As everyone knows, Ying'er is known as Liyue's King of Cars.
When Ying'er drives, it's as if her car wheels could run over your face.
However, Makoto felt something was strange.
When he was playing the game, Ying'er seemed very young, still a Damselette.
The current timeline is twenty years earlier than the game, so Ying'er should at most be a little girl.
What's going on here?
"Ying'er? This guest, it seems you know my daughter?"
At this moment, the inn owner spoke.
Daughter?
Makoto quickly understood upon hearing this.
The person in front of him, who looked very much like Ying'er, was Ying'er's mother.
Were this mother and daughter carved from the same mold?
If the owner hadn't spoken first, Makoto would have thought this was Ying'er.
Noticing the owner's suspicious gaze, Makoto could only nod and fabricate, "Yes, I know Ying'er, and we've become friends."
The owner showed a look of sudden realization: "So, you're the older brother Ying'er often talks about?"
"So, it was you who taught my Ying'er those things,"
"Like how to gently peel open flower buds, and that the pestle shouldn't be held too tightly..."
Makoto: "???"
"I didn't, I don't, impossible!"
Makoto was truly on the verge of tears.
These things were all taught to him by the Ying'er in the game.
Ying'er was the master; how dare Makoto show off his meager skills before her?
Makoto would not take this blame.
The owner in front of him covered her mouth, giggling, looking as if her prank had succeeded.
"Alright, I was just teasing you. Those things I said were all made up. Don't be so nervous."
"Young people should live a bit more relaxed; don't always be so tense, it's bad for your health."
"When it's time to relax, you should relax, understand? Little brother."
Makoto: "???"
So Ying'er's driving skills were inherited from her esteemed mother!
"Alright, you're here to stay at the inn, right?"
"Since you're Ying'er's friend, I'll give you a discount, five thousand Mora per night will do."
Five thousand Mora for a stay in Liyue was indeed not expensive.
After all, a single Mora Meat cost six hundred Mora.
Moreover, the inn's decor looked quite good.
Who could refuse an inn with good decor and an owner who's a veteran driver?
However, there was a small issue during registration.
"Little brother, judging by your attire, you must be a foreigner, right?"
"Recently, a group of Treasure Hoarders arrived in Liyue, so the scrutiny is very strict. We need your information for registration."
"Where are you from? Do you have anything to prove your identity?"
When Makoto heard the owner's questions, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
He was a transmigrator; where would he have anything to prove his identity?
But if he couldn't answer, it would only make him seem more suspicious.
Just as Makoto was about to casually fabricate a lie,
A soft, sweet voice came from behind him: "There's no need for scrutiny. We've already received news that the group of Treasure Hoarders has fled Liyue."
"Starting today, the cumbersome registration process will be canceled. Everything will be simplified."
Makoto turned his head and found that he also knew the person speaking.
Two goat horns adorned her blue hair, making her look somewhat playful and adorable.
Her delicate face exuded gentleness and dignity.
Her eyes were as clear as water, as if nothing in the world could taint their purity.
Most striking were the girl's long, slender, perfectly rounded legs, encased in black stockings.
Liyue's First Secretary!
Ganyu!
Makoto was a little surprised.
He didn't expect to meet his wife Ganyu so soon!
Who wouldn't love Cocogoat, with her coconut milk and her small, docile cuteness?
At this moment, the owner nodded and said with a smile: "So it's Lady Ganyu who has come."
"I understand. Thank you for coming to deliver the message."
"But, speaking of which, there's no need for Lady Ganyu to personally come and deliver messages; the Millelith could have just come and said something."
"After all, Lady Ganyu is so busy on weekdays. Liyue's stability over these years is all thanks to Lady Ganyu."
It was clear that the owner was very respectful towards Ganyu.
After all, Ganyu had always protected the nation of Liyue.
Not just the owner, but most residents of Liyue were basically warm and polite when they saw Ganyu,
Because Ganyu, as Liyue's First Secretary, was truly too dedicated and responsible.
With her, Liyue could be so prosperous.
"No, there's no need to be so polite." Hearing the owner's praise, Ganyu's pretty face flushed with shyness and a hint of panic.
She wasn't accustomed to such social situations; she preferred being busy with work rather than conversing with people.
"I, I need to investigate clues, and I happened to be passing by here, so I came to say something."
"The Millelith are also very hardworking on weekdays. I'm just doing what I can."
As she spoke, Ganyu couldn't help but glance at Makoto.
She was a little curious about this strangely dressed foreigner.
However, Ganyu noticed that Makoto was also observing her.
Ganyu didn't meet Makoto's gaze. She lowered her head, feeling a bit flustered and at a loss.
"Um, um, I'll be going now. There are still many things to attend to."
Ganyu, her face red, finished speaking and hurriedly walked away with her long strides.
"Lady Ganyu is always so busy, isn't she?" The owner couldn't help but sigh.
She paused, then looked at Makoto and said, "Little brother, since Lady Ganyu said those cumbersome regulations have been abolished, you can go upstairs and rest now."