"Yes, yes, just like that, lift your hand higher, arch your back..."
Feng Yi stood in front, demonstrating and guiding Kamisato Ayaka's movements to ensure they were correct.
"Feng Yi, is... is it like this?"
Kamisato Ayaka arched her back diligently, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She hadn't expected Mondstadt's festival dance to be so... unrestrained!
Feng Yi stood beside her, comparing her movements to those Eula had shown him, frowning occasionally.
When Eula danced for him, it was in the bathroom, unclothed, so her movements were easy to discern.
But Kamisato Ayaka was now wearing a loose festival gown, and Feng Yi couldn't accurately gauge the precision of her movements with a single glance.
"Please bear with me a little longer, I need to test it!"
Since he couldn't observe with his eyes, he would have to measure with his hands.
He had meticulously measured Eula's every movement with his hands back then, and the impression was deep. He could tell if Kamisato Ayaka's movements were standard just by touching them.
"Feng Yi... measure? How will you measure?"
Kamisato Ayaka hadn't yet grasped the gravity of the situation when she saw Feng Yi reach out his "pig's trotters" towards her backside.
"Feng Yi, please don't... here..."
Kamisato Ayaka panicked, backing away repeatedly as Feng Yi pressed closer.
As a result... splash!
Kamisato Ayaka, with her back to the stream, stepped into empty air and fell into the water with a splash, her pristine white festival gown completely soaked.
The festival gown was exquisitely made from high-quality fabric, and when wet, it became semi-transparent.
Under the moonlight, Kamisato Ayaka's fair skin was faintly visible.
Moreover, it seemed her upper body was... unclad.
Feng Yi swallowed, and quickly reached out to help Kamisato Ayaka out of the stream.
"Ayaka, your clothes are soaked. If you go home now, people might see you. How about... staying at my place for the night? You can change into clean clothes and go back tomorrow."
Feng Yi indicated that his residence was nearby.
"Then I'll be imposing!"
Kamisato Ayaka lowered her head and softly agreed. She hadn't been to Feng Yi's residence before and was a little curious.
However, spending the night at a man's house in the dark was truly... a blow to her reputation.
But Kamisato Ayaka had already clarified her feelings, so she no longer cared about such things.
Feng Yi took off his jacket and draped it over Kamisato Ayaka. They then walked towards his residence.
Having been so interrupted by Feng Yi, Kamisato Ayaka had already forgotten that she had left another set of clothes to be stored in Feng Yi's Serenitea Pot...
The journey was short, and they soon arrived at the residence.
Feng Yi entrusted his butler to heat two buckets of water for Kamisato Ayaka to bathe.
"The room is a bit simple, I hope you don't mind. You can rest here tonight, alright?"
Feng Yi led Kamisato Ayaka to the guest room, the same room Yae Miko had stayed in before.
"Mm-hmm, it's fine, Feng Yi. Where will you sleep?"
"I'll be right next door!"
Feng Yi nodded and went to prepare bedding for Kamisato Ayaka.
Kamisato Ayaka observed the sparsely furnished room. Apart from a bed, a tea table, and a cabinet, there was essentially nothing else.
Such furnishings undoubtedly indicated that few people stayed here.
Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but feel a flicker of joy. Being acknowledged and brought back by Feng Yi to stay the night meant she held some importance in his heart.
"Ayaka, the butler has heated the water. You can go wash up first!"
Feng Yi returned with the bedding and smiled at Ayaka.
"Ah? Okay! Okay!"
Kamisato Ayaka shook her head, pushing away stray thoughts, and followed Feng Yi's guidance to the bathroom.
She shed her damp festival gown and then sank into the steaming hot water. Recalling the joyful moments of the festival day, Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but break into an irrepressible smile.
Her fingers traced the flower petals floating on the water's surface—a cherry blossom bath prepared by Feng Yi for her.
Leaning against the tub, with a towel draped over her forehead, Kamisato Ayaka closed her eyes in comfort...
Meanwhile, Feng Yi sat in the courtyard outside the bathroom, drinking a pot of fine wine under the bright moon.
This was medicinal wine brewed from the kidneys of a god. Feng Yi was in a good mood today and had brought out a pot to try.
Unknowingly, half the pot was already gone. Feng Yi couldn't help but sigh, truly worthy of a god's kidneys; even a small amount had increased his spiritual power by more than half a month's arduous cultivation.
Arduous cultivation was impossible; he'd never cultivate arduously. He could only maintain his lifestyle by frequently drinking divine medicinal wine.
Feng Yi planned to find Zhongli again on his next trip to Liyue to trade for more god's kidneys.
More divine medicinal wine was always better!
"Feng Yi, I'm done washing. You can go next!"
Feng Yi had been so engrossed in his drinking that he hadn't noticed when Kamisato Ayaka, wrapped in a towel, appeared behind him.
"Ah, okay, okay. Then I'll go take a bath. Ayaka, if you're feeling sleepy, you can go back to your room and rest... Also, the medicinal wine on the table is a great tonic. You can try some, but remember not to drink too much!"
Feng Yi turned around and looked at Kamisato Ayaka, whose hair was now unbound. His eyes lit up. Compared to Kamisato Ayaka with her bangs, this version of her was even more captivating.
As Feng Yi walked towards the bathroom, he seemed to remember something and turned back to caution Kamisato Ayaka.
"Medicinal wine?"
After Feng Yi entered the bathroom, Kamisato Ayaka looked at the pot of wine on the stone table in the courtyard, filled with curiosity.
What kind of wine was this? Why would Feng Yi specifically emphasize it?
Kamisato Ayaka sat on the stone stool Feng Yi had just vacated; it still retained a residual warmth, preventing her from getting a cold bottom.
Glancing sideways, Kamisato Ayaka poured herself a cup. The transparent, clear liquor shimmered under the bright moonlight.
Kamisato Ayaka had never seen such wine before. Not only was its appearance extraordinary, but the aroma... it made one's heart sway.
Just a gentle sniff made her feel her elemental energy within her body trembling and boiling.
With a small sip, the bottleneck in her cultivation seemed to shatter like broken glass, easily broken through.
Was this the "great tonic" Feng Yi had spoken of?
It was truly miraculous!
Kamisato Ayaka had seen in the archives of her home that in the mysterious land of Liyue, there were many powerful Adepti. Some Adepti enjoyed tea, while others enjoyed brewing wine...
Whether it was immortal tea or immortal wine, they were fortunes that mortals could not hope to attain.
It was said that they could break through cultivation bottlenecks.
Could Feng Yi's medicinal wine be an immortal wine?
Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but speculate.
After a few more sips, Kamisato Ayaka felt a little dizzy and got up to go to her room to rest. However, she accidentally walked into the wrong door...