The theory of flowers

Thirteen

As he read the first few pages she recognized the words. She had read this a few years back when they had first tried to find the man. She remembered it was as if he had vanished from Teyvat. However, his son was spotted deep in a very secluded region of Sumeru. A few agents searched the area and saw a large estate deep in the woods. It was identified as the L/n household and it was believed that two of his children still resided with him Sky L/n and Silas L/n. Y/n L/n, the third child had run away before his fall from grace and had seemingly taken his luck as a businessman away with her. His ability to predict the market months or even years ahead seemed to have stopped working. A few years after his downfall, he had managed to clear some of his racked debt, predicting the market for a short period and it seemed like he was on the rise again. As if his luck had seemed to run out once more, he drowned himself in debt again.

There was no doubting something was off about this guy and Alrecchino was pissed merely hearing his name. She knew how much y/n despised her father, she didn't know the reason but she was sure the woman had a very valid reason for her hatred. She kept on reading about his lavish lifestyle and gambling tendencies and was never more disgusted with the man. She would teach him a lesson for sure, returning to him the harm he had caused y/n. The last thing it said in the report was a recurring phrase they all said. Wait until I get the money, wait until so and so pay me back, wait until my wife comes back, my son comes back, my daughter-all a load of bullshit to save their pitiful existence.

That night, she went to bed with a nagging feeling in her chest. She couldn't tell what that feeling was, deep in the back of her mind but she marked it off as merely disgust and hatred for Y/n's father.

The next day, Childe was in high spirits, ready to be done with the taxing job of debt collection but Alrecchino couldn't find it in herself to be relieved or happy. She wouldn't feel any amount of joy until she bashed Cyrus's head against a wall a few times, and that was if she was feeling generous.

"What's up with you, lighten up! We're almost done," The ginger harbinger said with a large smile on his face.

"Yeah, exactly we're not done yet, so don't forget that," she told the man, watching him roll his eyes at her statement.

"Yeah sure, today is gonna be such a beautiful day," he said sarcastically.

"Do you even know where we're going?" Alrecchino asked, knowing he wouldn't be acting like this if he knew where they were heading.

"No why would it be of any importance," he said before grabbing the file and reading the start of it. "-Hey that's Cyrus L/n! They finally found him. I met his daughter y/n, remember," Childe said, not seeing the way Arlecchino's gaze darkened at the mention of y/n's father.

Intrigued, Tartaglia spent the rest of the ride reading about Cyrus, throwing a few comments of disbelief here and there and Alrecchino understood his reasonings.

The moment they arrived, Alrecchino didn't even wait for the agents or Childe. She hurriedly walked to the doors of the large house and banged her fist very loudly on the door. It was after a few very hard knocks that a tall man with gray hair and glasses opened the door.

"Oh hello harbingers, I wasn't expecting you so soon. It seems you found me just before business started kicking again," he started the conversation, knowing what the two people in front of him needed.

"Well, we're here to collect the debt you have with our bank. Can you pay or not," Arlecchino told old the man firmly.

"Not at the moment but-" he tried to continue but was cut off by an annoyed Arlecchino.

"Then that's the end of it. You can't pay, we requisition what we want," she told him with no hesitation in her voice.

"-wait listen to me. You know how much money I can make. You see, my useless daughter finally came home and my business can get back on its feet-" he said with a smile, thinking this would make the harbingers happy.