At this moment, Amber walked into the room, carrying a steaming bowl of hangover soup.
Perhaps she had anticipated her grandfather would get drunk tonight, so the hangover soup, which usually took several hours to stew, was prepared by Little Amber in an instant.
Amber carefully approached, holding the hangover soup with both hands, afraid that the soup inside would spill.
"Makoto Gege, can you help me lift Grandpa up?"
"Let him drink the hangover soup before he sleeps, that way he won't feel uncomfortable in the latter half of the night."
"No problem."
Looking at Amber's worried expression, Makoto nodded gently.
He took the hangover soup from Amber's hands; the bowl was neither too hot nor too cold, just right to hold.
Although Little Amber usually seemed carefree, she was actually very thoughtful and knew how to take care of people.
"Uncle An, Uncle An, don't sleep, get up and take your sleeping pills before you sleep."
Makoto held the hangover soup in one hand and shook Uncle An's shoulder with the other.
The hangover soup was Uncle An's sleeping pill; if he didn't drink it, he would definitely throw up in the latter half of the night.
Uncle An groggily opened his eyes, his gaze somewhat bewildered.
His body was awake, but his soul wasn't yet.
This was a clear sign of drunkenness.
With Makoto's help, Uncle An drank the hangover soup and then lay back down.
Before long, thunderous snoring echoed in the room again.
It must be said, Amber's grandfather's sleep quality was truly excellent; he fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
Makoto even felt a little envious, unlike him, who stayed awake all night, losing the joy of sleep.
Seeing her grandfather drink the hangover soup and everything smoothly completed, Amber breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked up at Makoto, her clear eyes filled with joy: "Thank you, Makoto Gege~"
As if remembering something, she then hurriedly said, "How about we go to Windrise tomorrow afternoon to play?"
Because Makoto and his group were new to Mondstadt and unfamiliar with everything around them, Little Amber spontaneously took on the role of tour guide for this trip.
She chose Windrise as the first stop for their outing.
Makoto nodded gently: "Sounds good, then let's go see Windrise tomorrow afternoon."
The reason for choosing the afternoon was because he had to go to the library tomorrow morning to look up information about the treasure map.
"Mhm, it's a promise, see you there!" Little Amber nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with anticipation for tomorrow.
Makoto chatted with Amber for a few moments, then bid farewell, bringing the Little Ones and Ganyu with him.
The Little Ones seemed a bit reluctant, not wanting to part with their new friend so soon.
It wasn't until Makoto said they would go to Windrise to play tomorrow afternoon, and Amber would join them, that the Little Ones became happy and tugged at Makoto's clothes, heading home.
"Eh-heh, Mr. Faxun~"
Just as he walked out of Amber's house, Makoto encountered Venti.
To be precise, Venti hadn't left after the dinner party but had waited specifically for Makoto outside the door.
"Mr. Faxun, it's so cold tonight."
Venti shrank his neck and pulled up his collar, appearing to shiver.
"I heard you rented the entire inn, and the rooms inside are very warm, with soft and comfortable large beds, is that true?"
Hearing this, Makoto understood.
Venti not only wanted to freeload food and drinks, but now he also wanted to freeload lodging.
Do something proper, Barbatos.
People shouldn't, at least not...
Makoto didn't respond, as a series of footsteps in the distance caught his attention.
Under the bright moonlight, a blue-haired Damselette wearing a noble long dress appeared in Makoto's line of sight.
The girl seemed to have no clear destination, just aimlessly walking and stopping.
Isn't that Eula?
Not sleeping so late at night, where is she going?
Makoto quickly realized that Little Eula was out for a stroll.
Yes, strolling on a quiet, empty street late at night.
Perhaps it was because during the day, the common people looked at her with wary and distant expressions.
Little Eula disliked those people, which was why she waited until the dead of night to come out.
This was not a form of escape, but a silent rebellion.
A strong emotion could be seen in her eyes.
It probably meant: You want to isolate me? Then I'll isolate you first.
This was very Eula.
Eula, with her proud heart and strong personality.
At this moment, Eula also noticed Makoto and his group's presence, and her gaze met Makoto's.
The next second, she inexplicably said, "Hmph, I'll remember this grudge!"
After saying this, Eula turned and left.
Makoto:???
He hadn't even said a word, so why did Eula suddenly hold a grudge?
Makoto looked down at the Little Ones clinging tightly to him and vaguely understood.
Little Eula had no friends around her.
While Makoto had a whole bunch of Little Ones around him.
This made Eula mistakenly believe that Makoto had specially come to show off his many friends to her.
Looking at Eula's retreating figure, Makoto smiled.
This little girl, she's truly the Grudge-Remembering True Monarch.
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