"Ah!"
As Feng Yi's hand slid down her body's curves, Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, her eyes closed as she endured the tingling sensation that coursed through her.
Feng Yi: Ayaka, you wouldn't want the servants at the mansion to hear about us bathing together, would you?
Feng Yi's fingers were strong and powerful. Because they were imbued with spiritual energy, Kamisato Ayaka felt as if the fatigue that had been accumulating in her body was completely dispelled with Feng Yi's massage.
Just as Kamisato Ayaka was enjoying the tingly massage service and was about to fall asleep from the comfort, Feng Yi quietly untied her bath towel...
"Ayaka, do you remember last night's dance?"
Feng Yi asked, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky.
"Mhm, of course, I remember. Feng Yi, you're not thinking of practicing dancing in the hot spring, are you?"
Kamisato Ayaka opened her eyes and looked up at the bright moon in the courtyard sky. The moonlight tonight was as clear as it was last night.
"Just dancing isn't enough. With such a beautiful night, if we don't do something, wouldn't it be a waste of this moonlight?"
As he spoke, Feng Yi reached for Kamisato Ayaka's white panties.
"Ah... now? Should we prepare anything?"
Kamisato Ayaka covered her blushing face. Although it wasn't the first time they had done this, she couldn't help but feel very nervous.
"Prepare what? Let me cut in... "
Whether it was from shyness or the heat of the hot spring, Kamisato Ayaka's fair skin now had a faint pink hue, as tender as cherry blossoms.
Feng Yi preferred to get straight to the point!
Splash, splash, splash~
In the silent courtyard, the sound of the open-air hot spring water flowed clearly into Feng Yi's ears. In a daze, he felt as if he had arrived at a magnificent grand garden.
The hospitable host invited him to tour the exquisitely decorated garden.
Led by the host, Feng Yi moved through the courtyard, admiring the flowers and rocks that the host had meticulously cared for.
The arrangement within the garden was varied and full of charm.
Even within a small space, it could encompass everything, holding within it an exquisite and profound beauty.
Only by carefully observing could one discover its extraordinary mystery.
The host was hospitable, first leading Feng Yi to admire the exterior. In terms of color and material, the walls were mostly of light and subtle beauty, and the porcelain tiles were smooth and not greasy.
It was suitable for the morning sun and evening glow, with appropriate lighting.
Now, with the moon bright and the stars sparse, the radiance was like a white egret, giving it a unique charm.
Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the courtyard, his mind became even more peaceful. He then walked around the walls, smelling the fragrance within the garden, contemplating the marvels of this place, his heart stirred and his soul swayed...
Out of courtesy, it was not appropriate to do or say too much without the host's permission.
However, hosts were often inscrutable, and one needed to discern their deeper meaning with a calm mind. Feng Yi happened to be skilled in this.
He walked around to the courtyard gate, strolling on the shallow grass. He lightly tapped the door with his hand, touching the silver bells and golden rings, so as not to startle the birds, deer, insects, and fish within the garden. He entered only when the door creaked open on its own.
Upon entering, he first saw a narrow and winding corridor, where one should walk slowly and not be rash or impetuous. He listened to the sounds and observed the scene of the water ripples.
After walking dozens of steps, the corridor naturally opened up, revealing a shimmering pond by the water's edge, where he could enjoy the chirping of young deer.
Do not stop, but walk slowly, seeking the winding path that leads to the secluded.
The road gradually flattened. One walked faster or slower depending on the number of scenic spots. Perhaps they saw intertwined roots of trees in the corners of the courtyard, or perhaps they saw rockeries dotted with strange stones where immortals sat. The garden scenery was always different, with continuous music and a multitude of interesting sights, which could not be described in detail.
He walked until he was drenched in sweat. Suddenly, he heard the high-pitched cry of a qingluan, and a poetic mood arose.
Therefore, he softly whispered to the host, asking if he could compose a poem or an essay. If granted permission, he could then gather his poetic inspiration and craft fine verses, to be painted in the depths of the courtyard.
If one lived in the courtyard often, the internal scenery should be frequently changed. One should often converse and discuss with the host. Rockeries and strange stones should be purchased frequently, and flowers and trees should be pruned regularly, so as to always derive pleasure and relieve boredom.
It took more than twenty years for the garden to grow into a towering canopy. One should naturally cherish the flowers and plants in the garden while strolling.
Although strolling in the garden was enjoyable, one should not overdo it.
After the garden tour, to thank the hospitable host, Feng Yi reluctantly took out large sums of silver and made a modest contribution to the setup and maintenance of the courtyard's beautiful scenery.
Feng Yi held Kamisato Ayaka in his arms and slept in her boudoir.
The two were quite tired and fell asleep early, waking up leisurely only after the sun was high in the sky.
Feng Yi had some lunch at the Kamisato residence and tasted Thoma's cooking, which was indeed excellent.
After lunch, as he was leaving the Kamisato residence, he happened to meet Kamisato Ayato, who was returning to the mansion.
"Mr. Feng Yi, long time no see. I've been so busy with various matters lately that I've neglected to entertain you..."
Kamisato Ayato walked towards Feng Yi with a smile as warm as a spring breeze.
"Lord Kamisato is too kind. Ayaka has been very hospitable, and there has been no neglect!"
Feng Yi waved his hand, exchanged pleasantries with Kamisato Ayato, and then took his leave.
Kamisato Ayato watched Feng Yi's receding figure, feeling that something was a bit strange, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it.
He then shook his head and sighed, putting the matter aside for the time being. The old foxes of the Yashiro Commission and the Tenryou Commission would surely give him trouble.
He would be busy for a while!
Building a good relationship with Feng Yi would never be a bad thing.
Kamisato Ayato trusted Ayaka's judgment; she was no longer a child.
.............
Meanwhile, Feng Yi returned all the way to the milk tea shop.
As soon as he got back, he saw Arataki Itto sitting glumly on the stone steps nearby, leaving the work of attracting customers to the subordinates of the Arataki Gang.
Feng Yi let out a soft sound of surprise and walked over.
Arataki Itto, that simple and clueless fellow, usually used laughter to mask his dejection when facing troubles, but what was going on today?
What kind of difficulty could make even his laughter fail?
"Itto, given your excellent performance recently, I'll give you an extra 8,000 Mora as a bonus when you get paid at the end of the day this evening!"
Feng Yi sat next to Arataki Itto and smiled at him, trying to use the power of money to help him overcome his dejection.
"Thank you, Boss Feng Yi, that's great..."
Arataki Itto's eyes lit up, but he quickly became dejected again.
"Itto, have you encountered any difficulties? Is there anything you'd like to talk about? Perhaps I can help?"
Feng Yi was taken aback. Even the monetary offensive had failed. It seemed Arataki Itto was truly facing a problem.
"Boss Feng Yi, have you heard the story of the Red Oni and the Blue Oni? Legend has it that in the past..."
Arataki Itto sighed deeply, then nodded and told Feng Yi about his encounter with the Blue Oni.
He felt that Boss Feng Yi was smarter than him and would surely come up with a good idea he hadn't thought of.
"Blue Oni Takuya? Did he really appear early?"
Feng Yi murmured to himself. His influence as a small butterfly that had intruded upon the continent of Teyvat had indeed caused some events in Inazuma to happen ahead of schedule.