「 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑? 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓,
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐍? 」
Scaramouche was known to have a foul mouth that spat haughtily and eyes full of judgment. Now take someone like Y/n, and you'll have another sharp mouth, shrouded in mock submiss...
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The hiccups and dazed eyes within the mostly empty tavern ticked off the man who supervised them. Diluc sighed, pulling a new pair of gloves on tightly before pushing the wooden door. His shift as a bartender ended.
"Hic... oh my bar-bat-toes, do you see hats?! So many big hats...hehe..."
"You are drunk! I see wind spirits! So many wind spirits, blowing their cute tornadoes at me...hic..."
With a disgusted look, Diluc grabbed the two customers by the back of their collars and tossed them out the door like a stack of hay.
"Go home, you drunkards. The tavern is now closed," Diluc brushed his hands together, slaps echoing in the silent night midway. "It would be best if you two don't get ambushed on your way home."
"Aaah, my dear divine ass!" Y/n cried out, rubbing her bottom in tears. Meanwhile Venti laughed at her misfortune from above after using the power of the wind to lift himself in the air.
The benefits of being the Anemo Archon.
Diluc sighed before giving Y/n his hand and pulling her up. She proceeded to lean against the tall man, using him for support.
He had kicked her out of his tavern just to lend her a helping hand. He really wondered what made him act like this.
"Let's go!" she exclaimed with her blooming cheeks.
"Where do you live?"
"Just take me to Dawn Winery..." Y/n groaned, slapping his chest and stumbling a few steps. "I want...to see Kaeya..."
The more she spoke, the more suspicious Diluc became. Back in the tavern as well, the girl had mentioned things that were never said nor known by many, such as Venti's old friend. Even just now, this foreign visitor claims to know of Kaeya. They could be acquaintances but he would've known if she was related to Kaeya in any way.
"Who are you?" Diluc whispered, his grip tightened around her waist.
"Your mom..." Y/n burped right after.
Venti giggled a few feet away, half confused as to why he found her words funny. Was his sense of humor that poor?
"Forget it..." Diluc muttered and began walking out the city gates. Halfway in their journey, Y/n fell asleep while walking so he decided to carry her on his back, grunting as he walked miles home.
