Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 108 Mu, the Sunny and Uplifting Novelist, Feng

"Then I'll be going now!"

The patrol ship arrived at Fontainebleau, and Charlotte, eager to submit her manuscript, rushed off toward the Steambird Newspaper Office, not forgetting to wink her emerald green eyes playfully at Mu Feng before leaving.

Don't forget my afternoon tea!

With that, the young reporter waved to Mu Feng and Ai Beier, then hurriedly disappeared into the crowd at the rail patrol ship station.

Hmm... That's strange, it seems like I've forgotten something?

Charlotte jogged toward the newspaper office, adjusting her gold monocle over her left eye as she tried to recall any details she might have forgotten.

what is it then?

However, when the young reporter arrived at the Steambird newspaper office, panting, she still couldn't quite recall what important thing she had forgotten.

"Charlotte!"

Ou Fu, the editor-in-chief of Steambird News, was waiting at the newspaper office entrance early in the morning. However, at this moment, the usually gentle and refined editor-in-chief seemed to have a hint of anger on her face.

"Um... Editor-in-Chief Ou Fu... Good evening?"

Miss O'F's clearly angry voice made the elated Charlotte shrink back. She nervously tugged at the camera at her waist and awkwardly handed over the manuscript.

Ove tossed the manuscript aside, her face serious as she stared into Charlotte's emerald eyes, her tone unusually stern:

"Charlotte, did you go off to some dangerous place on another covert investigation?"

"Haha, no... How could that be..."

Charlotte guiltily averted her gaze from Ou's, her eyes unconsciously glancing back the way they had come.

I guess... it hasn't been discovered yet.

"No? Miss Xia Wore just complained to me again about how you were almost thrown into the sea!"

"But this is an interview..."

Seeing that her deception had been ruthlessly exposed, Charlotte slumped down, pouted, and began to mutter under her breath, unwilling to accept it.

Unfortunately, her resentful grumbling seemed to have no effect on the editor-in-chief.

"Don't try to fool us this time with the 'the closer you get, the more truthful the report' argument. This is a matter of life and death."

Seeing that Ou Fu's serious expression did not soften because of her resentful look, Charlotte pouted and could only make a perfunctory promise that she would try her best to be careful during the interview, which made the editor-in-chief's expression ease a little.

I know I was wrong, but I will do it again next time!

"Ugh……"

Ou Fu glanced helplessly at Charlotte's indifferent expression. She had reason to suspect that the little reporter she both loved and hated hadn't listened to her at all.

"Come on in, everyone's waiting for you, the great reporter, to come back and celebrate."

Charlotte stuck out her tongue and obediently followed behind Oufu into the newspaper office, but the editor-in-chief, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around as if she had thought of something.

"By the way, Charlotte, have you notified that mysterious author to come and collect their royalties?"

"His novels are very popular. We were planning to discuss with him the possibility of collaborating with Yaedo to introduce Inazuma... Never mind, judging from your expression, you've probably forgotten all about it."

It wasn't until Ove reminded her that Charlotte finally remembered the task the editor-in-chief had instructed her to complete before she left.

However, once she got into interview mode, she quickly put it out of her mind.

"Hey."

It should be okay, perhaps?

……

The next day, at the Boufati Mansion, the House of Fireplaces.

Mu Feng pushed open the heavy solid wood door and immediately saw the three little ones from the fireplace family sitting under the big apple tree in the courtyard, huddled together and whispering to each other.

"What are you looking at?"

A sudden voice came from behind, startling the three little ones who were excitedly whispering something. Without thinking, they quickly hid something behind their backs.

"Ah, good evening, Lord Mufeng."

Linni wore his signature smile, but his hands behind his back subtly pushed the items behind him backward.

"Good evening, Mu Feng... Brother."

This time, it was the usually quiet Fimini who timidly greeted them first, his gaze weak as he looked at his brother, whom he remembered as having confronted his former "mother" head-on.

He doesn't seem to have changed at all.

Good evening, you three, and Fimini. You look great.

Mu Feng smiled and waved his hand, then curiously looked behind the three little ones.

It was rare to see the little fox Linni so flustered, which aroused his curiosity.

Upon receiving Mu Feng's response, Fimini breathed a long sigh of relief, as if saying that greeting had exhausted all his courage.

"It's a novel that's been very popular in the city lately."

For the first time ever, the expressionless Wind Cat switched to chat mode and answered.

Seemingly sensing the slight nervousness of the three children in his presence, Mu Feng reluctantly withdrew his curiosity and inquiry, while jokingly offering a reminder:

"Alright, but don't let your father find out you're not doing your job properly."

Mu Feng took three snacks from his lunchbox and handed them to the three little ones. With his mind on getting closer to the three parents of the Fireplace House, he didn't care too much about the children's little secrets. Soon, he walked into Peipei's office humming a cheerful little tune.

Children don't understand the fun adults have.

"So this is the kind of person he is?"

Linni watched Mu Feng's departing figure, then looked at the fresh little cake in her hand, and murmured to herself involuntarily.

Fimini cautiously took a bite of the small cake in her hand, silently flipping through the novel they had hidden, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

He was a child adopted by a previous generation of servants and also experienced that dark and hopeless nightmare.

He thought he would also perish in that nightmare, until the brother in his memory swung his sword at the brutal "mother" for the sake of his family.

Lynette's cat ears twitched, as if the delicious dessert had restored a lot of her energy.

However, there is one more thing.

There seemed to be an innate charm about that boy that was very attractive to her.

……

"Brother Mufeng! Want to read a novel with us?"

As soon as Mu Feng stepped into the office, Elodie and Clévy rushed in from outside, each carrying a brand-new novel, and simultaneously pulled him aside as he was lounging on the sofa.

What novel is it?

Mu Feng smiled and kissed Elodie and Clementine on the cheek, then asked the two excited girls questions.

"Hmph, the Steambird Newspaper was published, and we queued up for ages to finally get our hands on a copy."

Clementine proudly raised her slightly flushed face and solemnly showed off their "spoils of war".

"Let me see... A heartwarming, uplifting, and sweet story, the debut work of the up-and-coming author Mi Congbushuo—"

"The Song of Ashes".

"puff--"

Mu Feng spat out the tea he had just drunk. He snatched the novel from Clementine's hand with a strange look and silently looked at the advertisement written for the novel by Steambird Newspaper.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Brother Mufeng?"

Elodie's soft voice carried a hint of doubt, as if she didn't quite understand why Mu Feng, who had been perfectly normal just moments before, had suddenly lost his composure.

"Oh, it's okay."

"Take a good look."

Mu Feng handed the novel back to Elodie and Clementine, a strange smile on his face.

"Brother Mufeng, aren't you going to watch?"

"No, no, no... I think I probably did see it, just like the ad said, it's sweet."

……