Dear (Genshin Impact X Reader)

Sincere (Cyno)

He was just one of the many students within the Akademiya when he first met you.

And like all young scholars, when faced with a beautiful maiden, he makes a fool of himself by cracking a joke or two that had only ever gotten him exasperated sighs or awkward silence.

The last thing he expected was to actually have you in a fit of giggles while Tighnari, your senior and his own friend, rubbed his temples as his lips stretched into a thin straight line.

"I was a bit nervous about meeting you at first, but I'm glad I did." Your eyes seemed to sparkle as you looked him straight in the eye without an ounce of fear or nervousness.

It's...a breath of fresh air, to be honest.

Most people regarded him with wariness for some reason.

So having someone, particularly the 'Jewel of Amurta,' expressing such sincere gladness over meeting him was...nice.

"If senpai told me earlier how funny you could be, I'd have begged him to let me meet you sooner!"

And it was on that sunny day at the Akademiya grounds years ago when Cyno, the future General Mahamatra, would find himself as red as freshly boiled shrimp for the first time in his life.

"I'm going to marry her."

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The sight of General Mahamatra looming over you was one of the greatest fears of scholars, mercenaries, and even ordinary citizens alike. Nothing good ever came out of being his target, especially when no amount of begging, bribes, or resistance could truly get him off of your scent once he'd set his sights on you.

This is why most willingly surrender the moment they're caught. They'll receive their judgment regardless of how they tried to prolong the inevitable, so it's easier to just accept it.

With the rest of his team down and out for the count, the bandit could only throw away his scimitar, cursing internally as he got on his knees before submissively laying on the desert sand. He knew this was a losing battle, but at least he'd still have some of his dignity left after this—

"And that's how you subdue enemies in a desert. You can even say that they got their just DESERTS!"

"Da-buuuu!"

"That's my boy. Of course my son would inherit his father's tasteful appreciation of jokes♥"

"Ba-baaa..."

Unable to help his own curiosity, the bandit peeked up at General Mahamatra who leisurely made his way towards him. A small, chubby face peeked out from the matra's shoulder, possessing many of his sire's features. From the piercing vermillion shade of his eyes, the shade of his skin, and his ivory tresses.

The only major difference was the pair of floppy bunny ears at the top of his little head.

Had this been a different situation, the bandit might've paid his jailer a compliment for having such a precious-looking child.