After listening for a while, the old uncle only learned that the full title of this Konsen-shou was Shura Anyakonsen-shou.
What a chuunibyou name.
It gave off the feeling of an elementary school kid having a severe case of eighth-grade syndrome…
"You might not know this, but Lord Shura Anyakonsen-shou is actually a very gentle person. Even after taking the souls of those bastards, he still buries them and erects tombstones… and he even sticks their swords and blades into the graveyard…"
Huh? Erects tombstones? Isn't that what I've been doing?
Hiss…
This super chuunibyou and embarrassing name… it couldn't be mine, could it?
Not sure, maybe not…
Let me confirm a bit more. What if it isn't me and I take it seriously?
Screw that—this guy even sticks the swords in! Who else could it be but me!
"Big sis, has anyone ever seen what Lord Konsen-shou looks like?"
"No one has. After all, anyone who's seen Lord Konsen-shou's face is buried underground."
That's good. Though I do feel this name satisfies the chuunibyou part deep inside me.
But hearing it occasionally is fine—too much of it…
Even though the old uncle felt he had matured quite a bit, he still thought the name was way too chuunibyou.
His current titles were pretty good, weren't they?
In Mondstadt, he was the great adventurer from the land of snow.
In Liyue, he was the king of children among the Liyue kids.
Then when he came to Inazuma, he turned into Shura Anyakonsen-shou?
Hiss… The old uncle wouldn't automatically get a new title in every nation he visits, would he?
In the end, after chatting with the auntie for a long time, the old uncle returned fully loaded with information.
"Eula, it seems the old uncle has picked up another nickname. It's Shura Anyakonsen-shou."
What greeted the old uncle was little Eula's face—she clearly wanted to laugh but was holding it in.
"Ahem, isn't it pretty domineering…"
She hadn't planned to laugh, but seeing the old uncle's expression—clearly bothered yet pretending not to care, acting all open-minded—made little Eula want to burst out laughing.
"Hey! Eula! I can tell! You're laughing!"
"No, no! Kirara! Use Belly Attack!"
Little Eula directly plopped cat Kirara onto the old uncle's face, then let out a light laugh without any restraint.
The old uncle pretended to be helplessly furious, flailing his arms but deliberately not pulling Kirara off his face.
"So what's the story with this nickname? Tell me."
After she had laughed enough, little Eula finally rescued the old uncle from Kirara's cat seal.
"It's probably because we wiped out too many ronin on the way here and did too many good deeds for the people, so the folks in Inazuma gave me this affectionate nickname."
"I see… Then, speaking of which, those ronin should have bounties at the Adventurers' Guild, right? Old uncle, do you want to go collect them?"
"Nah, let's forget it. I feel like the title Konsen-shou isn't suited for a living person. Better to just keep it quietly hidden."
"Oh? The old uncle likes that mysterious vibe~"
"Yes. As long as I'm not the Konsen-shou, then when I hear people praising the Konsen-shou, I won't feel embarrassed—and I can even secretly feel good about someone praising him."
Eula clasped her hands together in fists and performed a devout prayer in the Lawrence family etiquette.
"May the great Lord Shura Anyakonsen-shou protect you…"
"Stop it. When someone who knows the truth says that, it scares me…"
Even with an extra title, the old uncle was still the same unreliable guy.
The two finally arrived at the city gate.
"You wouldn't want your wife to find out about that Sichuan opera thing, right?"
Behind this threat unique to Inazuma people lay the necessary means to save on the city entry fee.