" its three fourty five ( am! ) and i just bit my tongue update me on your life and now you've found the one ,,
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THE THREE HAD BEEN ON THE MOVE ONCE AGAIN, MAKING THEIR WAY TO THE CLOSEST REX-LAPIS STATUE, ONE WHERE MISTER ZHONGLI, HAD ALREADY BEEN WAITING FOR THE TRIO. — " we've brought the perfumes, mister zhongli! " paimon exclaimed, waving her hands in the air slightly, though upon noticing the lack of reply, she spoke once more, attempting to catch the attention of the ex archon.
" did we take too long? " she queried, finally having caught his attention as he broke away his stare-down with the statue and turned it towards the trio that had arrived. " you were just staring up at the statue... " she drawled, frowning slightly.
zhongli gave an assuring smile as he voiced his thoughts. " oh — you're back. " he chuckled. " don't worry i haven't waited long. " he informed, causing the floating pixie to sigh in relief.
" compared to the watch that rex-lapis' statues have kept over liyue, this was but a brief moment. " paimon smiled a bit nervously at his saying, chuckling slightly. " haha, well, how can a person compete with a statue? "
" that is true, have you brought the perfumes? " his attention was quick to turn towards aether who nodded with a mere smile. " three sets and not one less! " paimon bubbled happily, waving her hand around slightly.
" thank you three, let us offer them up. " zhongli smiled that same assuring but warm smile. aether dug through his pouch, grabbing the three perfumes, he handed one to paimon, one to y/n, and held the other one himself.
paimon, had went first, spraying the one labeled as ' golden house maiden ', she began, smiling with a thought. " this is the first kind of perfume, miss ying'er said that it's sweet as a dream, and it's liked by younger ladies. " she explained turning to aether who soon offered the one he held.
the label read words of ' valley weaver. ' to which the golden-haired boy sprayed it, listening to paimon's explaination that she was repeating from ying'er. " this is the second kind, it's got an elegant smell, and the daughters of high society love it! "
next up was the last one, which y/n had seemingly held, instead of paimon explaining it, they had done so themselves, spraying it towards the statue they spoke. " this last one, has a gentle but lingering fragrance, something like the dusk mist and it's a favourite of mature ladies. "
they let their hand fall to their side, handing the perfume back to aether, they watched as the statue had glimmered and shone happily upon the scent of the last one, the soft lighting dancing and twirling around before faltering.
