"Mr. Feng Yi, you've finally arrived! The head of the household and Miss Ayaka have been waiting for a long time!"
When Feng Yi arrived at the Kamisato estate, Thoma was already waiting at the entrance.
"My apologies, I was delayed preparing gifts for the Kamisato head and Miss Ayaka..."
Feng Yi apologized slightly and was then led by Thoma into the Kamisato family's living room.
"Hahaha, I knew Mr. Feng Yi would arrive soon. Ayaka, this is the Mr. Feng Yi I just mentioned to you..."
As soon as Feng Yi entered the living room, the head of the household, Kamisato Ayato, immediately stood up to greet him with his sister, Kamisato Ayaka.
"Lord Head of Household, this is a special blend of milk tea, brewed with spiritual tea leaves from the Adepti of Liyue. I hope you will like it."
Feng Yi noticed a flicker of unconcealed joy in Kamisato Ayato's eyes the moment he saw the milk tea.
"Mr. Feng Yi is too kind. You didn't need to bring such precious gifts just by coming."
Kamisato Ayato said this, but his movement in taking the milk tea was not hesitant at all.
"This must be the 'White Heron Princess' spoken of throughout Inazuma—Miss Kamisato Ayaka, right? I heard that Miss Ayaka enjoys elegant poetry collections, and by chance, I managed to find a rare collection. I hope Miss Ayaka will like it."
Feng Yi then looked at Kamisato Ayaka, who stood beside Kamisato Ayato, and handed her the prepared poetry collection.
Kamisato Ayaka's snow-white hair was tied into a high ponytail, complemented by a mole beneath her left eye, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
She wore a gradient blue haori and a dark blue pleated skirt, further accentuating Kamisato Ayaka's noble elegance.
Who wouldn't like such a pure, elegant, and beautiful kind-hearted maiden?
"Thank you for your trouble, sir!"
Kamisato Ayaka nodded slightly to thank Feng Yi. After receiving the gift, her gaze towards Feng Yi became even more favorable.
"Please, have a seat, Mr. Feng Yi. There's still some time before the banquet. How about a cup of tea and a chat?"
"You're the head of the household, you decide!"
"Hahahaha, Thoma, serve the tea!"
"Yes! Lord Head of Household!"
After they were all seated, Kamisato Ayaka simply sat on the side, quietly listening to the conversation between her brother and Feng Yi, and carefully observed Feng Yi's appearance. As expected, he was as handsome and distinguished as Ningguang had described in her letter.
"Mr. Feng Yi, I saw the Guuji Yae managing the milk tea shop with you the other day. May I ask what your relationship is with Guuji Yae?"
After a period of pleasantries, Kamisato Ayato finally returned to the main topic, probing Feng Yi's relationship with Guuji Yae.
"To be frank, Lord Head of Household, although I haven't known Guuji Yae for long, it feels like we met as old friends we haven't seen in years. Isn't that strange?"
Feng Yi's words were seven parts true and three parts fabricated, leaving Kamisato Ayato to ponder on his own.
"I see. That is truly Mr. Feng Yi's good fortune. Guuji Yae, as a favored subordinate of the Electro Archon, represents her will and holds an extremely high status throughout Inazuma. Becoming close friends with Guuji Yae is something countless people dream of..."
Kamisato Ayato said with a hint of envy.
As he had guessed, Feng Yi's relationship with Guuji Yae was indeed extraordinary. Therefore, the Kamisato family's attitude towards Feng Yi needed to prioritize forming a good relationship.
As Feng Yi chatted with Kamisato Ayato, he noticed a gaze lingering on him for a long time. Following the gaze, he met Kamisato Ayaka's pure eyes.
Kamisato Ayaka, as if caught red-handed, immediately averted her gaze, lowering her head and stopping her eye contact with Feng Yi.
'How interesting!'
Feng Yi looked at Kamisato Ayaka, who had buried her head in her chest. He didn't expect the legendary elegant and dignified White Heron Princess to have such a girlish moment.
Realizing he was currently a guest, he quickly cleared his throat, withdrew his gaze from Kamisato Ayaka, and resumed his conversation with the elder brother.
As noon approached, the housekeeper Thoma came to ask the head of the household what kind of banquet he wanted prepared. Kamisato Ayato, however, directly passed the question to Feng Yi.
"Mr. Feng Yi, what would you like to eat? Authentic Inazuman aristocratic cuisine, or street snacks like fried skewers? Don't feel constrained by formality, just say what you want, and Thoma will prepare it for you!"
Kamisato Ayato smiled gently. Although he was a noble of a prominent Inazuman family, he was not bound by such tedious rules.
"Hmm... I heard Thoma invented a hot pot game. It sounds quite interesting. What do you two think?"
Feng Yi had brought many special ingredients precisely for this game.
"I have no problem. Ayaka, what about you? Ayaka?"
Kamisato Ayato often played this game with Thoma and his sister; it was indeed very fun. He turned to ask his sister for her opinion.
To his surprise, Ayaka was daydreaming. It wasn't until he raised his voice that he managed to wake her up.
"I, I don't have any problems!"
Kamisato Ayaka shook her head. She had been lost in thought about Ningguang's letter and had been absent-minded in front of a guest, which was truly impolite.
"Very well, Thoma, I'll leave the hot pot to you!"
Kamisato Ayato glanced faintly at his sister, who was not fully present, and said nothing more. He believed Ayaka knew what she was doing.
"Hahahaha, a hot pot game? Leave it to me! Since it's Mr. Feng Yi's first time participating, please allow me to briefly explain the rules of the game:
The participating players will put secret ingredients, known only to themselves, into the hot pot. Then, they will take turns closing their eyes and scooping out ingredients from the hot pot. Based on the ingredients they eat, they guess whose ingredient it is.
If they guess correctly, they can continue eating. Whoever eats the most wins first place. Mr. Feng Yi, do you understand?"
Thoma chuckled slyly. This game was his forte, and he had few rivals.
He truly was a man favored by the God of Hot Pot!
"Of course, I've already prepared the ingredients for the game!"
Feng Yi smiled excitedly. His sack of Jueyun Chilis would finally be put to good use.
Half an hour later, with everyone having found their ingredients, they gathered around the steaming hot pot. After secretly placing their ingredients, the hot pot game officially began.
The first player was Thoma. As the organizer of the hot pot game, he felt it was his responsibility to set an example for Feng Yi.
"Great God of Hot Pot, please bless me!"
Thoma prayed strangely, then closed his eyes and picked up a chopstickful from the hot pot.
"This, this chili, it looks so spicy..."
Thoma looked at the bright red chili in his bowl. Just looking at it, he could feel the immense pressure emanating from the chili.
Thoma closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and put the chili into his mouth to eat it.
It was a rule of the game that one had to eat the ingredient picked up.
The next moment, Thoma started spitting fire...