The morning air was crisp and refreshing, filled with the golden light of the rising sun. The landscape was warm, with rays of sunlight gently illuminating the dew-kissed grass and blooming flowers. The sky was a brilliant blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds, while birds sang melodious tunes, adding to the serene beauty of the day.
Then someone landed silently beside the tall man, his arrival unnoticed at first. The man testing the kite, deeply engrossed in a device he held, was a picture of calm contemplation, contrasting with the young man's ever-watchful vigilance.
"It's you? I thought you were ᦔ꠸᥅ꫀᥴꪻꪮ᥅ ꫝꪊ," the young man asked.
The Geo Archon, still holding the device, looked toward his visitor with a slight smile. "Ah, your arrival is most fortuitous. Do you want to try out this new gadget?" He held up the gadget, a small kite equipped with a mechanical device that hummed faintly. "The addition of the power source makes the takeoff more stable. It's just that..."
The dark medium-length hair with teal undertones observed the tall man's focused expression as he walked toward him, noting the faint crease of concern on his brow. He thought to himself, 'He seems quite immersed in the study of this device...'
The God of Contracts continued as he looked up into the sky where the kite was flying. "I fear it's almost too stable. It completely negates the pleasure of seeing one's kite sway with the wind. It's a bit of a shame." He sighed softly, his gaze lingering on the kite before turning to the Adeptus, the warmth of nostalgia in his eyes. "In truth, I'm here because ᦔ꠸᥅ꫀᥴꪻꪮ᥅ ꫝꪊ dispatched me to purchase some items in preparation for ꪶꪖꪀꪻꫀ᥅ꪀ ᥅꠸ꪻꫀ."
With a knowing nod, the young man replied, "I see. Much like she does every year, much like she'll do next year, I would imagine." Then both went quiet for a few seconds before the shorter one spoke again. "Am I wrong? Or has she once again sent you out to buy... what is it, sesame oil or something?" A rare, almost playful tone touched his voice, though his expression remained characteristically serious.
The Lord of Rock chuckled, a deep, resonant sound. "While we're on the subject, I do wonder why she is so obsessed with using sesame oil in the preparation of mixed vegetable dishes for Lantern Rite... A recommendation from ᥊꠸ꪖꪀᧁꪶ꠸ꪀᧁ, perhaps? What do you think, ᥊꠸ꪖꪮ?"
The Vigilant Yaksha, slightly taken aback but maintaining his composure, replied, "I've only met ᦔ꠸᥅ꫀᥴꪻꪮ᥅ ꫝꪊ a few times. I'm hardly the best person to ask..." He looked away, a flicker of discomfort crossing his face. But Zhongli's gentle persistence was hard to ignore.
