"Better for the hall's coffins to gather dust than for farewells to exist in the human world…"
Hu Tao stroked her chin, repeating these two lines over and over in her mouth.
The more she savored them, the more profound the feelings they evoked.
Compared to slogans like 'Second Tombstone Half Price' or 'Many Discounts,' the slogan Mr. Faxun provided was undoubtedly more profound.
Hutao tilted her small head up, her plum blossom-like eyes blinking as she looked at Makoto.
"Makoto, I really like these two lines you said,"
"I want to use them as Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's new slogan. Is that okay?"
Makoto reached out and ruffled Hu Tao's head, chuckling as he said, "Of course, if you like them, that's all that matters."
Having completed the slogan task, Hutao let out a sigh of relief, feeling an indescribable lightness throughout her body.
In this regard, Hutao was very much like Venti.
Although she did nothing, she still worked hard. *Wipes sweat from brow.jpg*
After this, Hutao invited Makoto and his group to visit Wangsheng Funeral Parlor and have some tea.
However, Makoto shook his head and declined, because he felt that bringing too many Little One tonight, it was better not to cause trouble for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Hu Tao couldn't persuade Makoto, so she asked Makoto and his group to wait in place for a moment, saying she would be right back.
She wanted to tell her grandfather about the new slogan.
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Liyue, Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Faint candlelight illuminated the main hall, and a subtle scent of incense wafted through the room.
Within the quiet room, an occasional gust of wind could be heard, like the distant whispers of a god.
Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was the place in Liyue for conducting funerals.
Anyone who stepped through the doors of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, no matter how agitated their heart, would quickly calm down.
The reason was simple: this place delineated life and death, and anyone who came here would naturally feel a sense of reverence.
Tonight, Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was a bit lively.
The seventy-fifth generation Director, Master Hu, and Morax sat opposite each other, a pot of steaming tea placed on the wooden table.
Neither of them spoke, both just quietly looking at the teacups on the table.
Even without words, there was no awkwardness, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.
Master Hu had already forgotten when Morax joined Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
He only remembered that upon first meeting Morax, Master Hu felt that Morax was very talented, so he invited him to become a consultant for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Years passed, and Master Hu felt his body was not as it used to be; this was what people often called getting old.
But the young man named Morax sitting across from him seemed unaffected by the erode of time.
Over so many years, Morax seemed to have remained unchanged, and he wondered if it was just an illusion.
After a long silence, it was Master Hu who broke the quiet.
"That Hutao said she was going out to buy some boiled fish for inspiration and would be back soon."
"It's been quite a while now, and she's still not back. I hope she didn't encounter any trouble on the way."
"The public security in Liyue Harbor won't be an issue, you can rest assured about that."
Morax picked up his teacup and slowly spoke.
"Perhaps Hu Tao is just playing and temporarily forgot her main task; she should be back soon."
Hearing Morax's words, Master Hu nodded: "I think so too."
"That Little One… she never makes things easy for anyone."
Morax put down his teacup and looked at Master Hu opposite him: "Director, do you really plan to change Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's slogan?"
Changing the slogan was a small matter, but for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, which had been consistent for many years, it was a significant change.
Master Hu hummed softly.
He looked out the window and said thoughtfully, "Liyue is changing, and we at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor should also make adjustments accordingly."
"I just hope the slogan Hu Tao came up with will sound good."
Master Hu smiled wryly; his granddaughter's whimsical personality seemed completely unrelated to the serious nature of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
He was a little worried.
He worried about what Hu Tao would do after he was gone.
Could she take care of herself?
Morax slowly spoke: "Since the Director entrusted this matter to Hu Tao, you should trust that she can do it well."
Just as the two were talking, Hutao bounced back into Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
"Grandpa, I'm back!"
"Oh, Guest Zhongli is here today too? What a rare guest, indeed."
Looking at Morax sitting opposite Master Hu, Hutao was a bit surprised,
because she felt she rarely saw Morax on weekdays; most of the time, she only saw Morax's bills.
"Grandpa, I found Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's new slogan!"
"Better for the hall's coffins to gather dust than for farewells to exist in the human world."
"These are the words Makoto thought of for our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. What do you think?"
As her words fell, Master Hu and Morax exchanged glances.
This new slogan exceeded their expectations.
It was like tea, needing to be savored slowly, subtly nourishing everything.
"I didn't expect Mr. Faxun to have such an accomplishment in poetry."
Tonight, Morax gained another layer of understanding about Makoto.
Master Hu beside him looked at Morax: "Listening to Guest Zhongli's tone, do you know Mr. Faxun?"
Morax nodded, humming softly: "I have some dealings with Mr. Faxun; he is a good friend of mine."
Master Hu had never seen Morax's friends, and he suddenly became interested in Makoto.
"Then, Guest Zhongli, what kind of person is Mr. Faxun?"
Morax gave a four-character reply.
"Seeing his words is like seeing him."
The so-called words were the lines Hu Tao had just recited to them.
Master Hu stopped speaking, connecting Morax's and Hu Tao's evaluations.
He was wondering if Wangsheng Funeral Parlor could have another consultant?
It would depend on Makoto's intention.
Just then, Hutao said to Master Hu: "Grandpa, I'm going out now!"
She had only returned to tell Master Hu about the new slogan; after that, she was going out again.
Master Hu looked at Hu Tao's retreating back and then asked, "Little One, you just got home, where are you going now?"
Hu Tao said without turning her head, "Makoto is still waiting for me outside; I'm going out to play."
Watching Hu Tao disappear at the doorway, Master Hu shook his head with a smile.
He had long been accustomed to his granddaughter's personality of doing whatever she thought of.
However, this was the first time Hu Tao had gone out to play with a friend; it should be considered a good change.
Hu Tao had always had few friends...
"If she interacts with Mr. Faxun, it won't be bad for Hu Tao at all."
At this moment, Morax slowly spoke.
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