After three rounds of drinks, the gathering was coming to an end.
The Little Ones ate a lot of delicious food tonight, and while they feasted, they forgot to eat in moderation, resulting in their bellies becoming round and full.
Ganyu, on the other hand, seemed distracted most of the time and didn't eat much.
Her gaze often fell upon Makoto, her expression somewhat worried.
Fearing that Makoto would drink too much and harm himself, she quietly put food on his plate, urging him to eat more to line his stomach.
The Conqueror of Demons, Xiao, had already passed out from drinking, sleeping on the table.
At first, Xiao had claimed that alcohol only affected mortals and had no effect on him.
But he was unconscious after just two cups; he's truly a lightweight.
In contrast, Morax and Venti both seemed to hold their liquor well.
However, Venti always wore a look of satisfaction when he drank.
Morax, whether drinking alcohol or tea, always maintained a calm, unruffled expression.
Eventually, Guizhong stopped Morax's cup, forbidding him from drinking any more.
Ganyu also held onto Makoto's arm, not letting Makoto drink anymore.
The two women seemed to have coordinated beforehand, bringing the drinking party to a timely end.
Venti pouted, achieving the 'World Where Only One Person Is Hurt' achievement.
Seriously, is it great to have a partner?
He wasn't envious at all.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, bitter wine down the throat, a pain in the heart.
Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Makoto looked at Venti and then asked, "Venti, what do you think of the taste of this sakura wine?"
Venti, sitting beside Makoto, was tipsy, reeking of alcohol, his face flushed.
"Mr. Faxun, this wine is excellent, it suits my taste very well!"
"It's been a long time since I've had such good wine. Don't laugh, but I'm a little reluctant to finish it."
Venti gently shook the cup in his hand; indeed, half of the sakura wine remained.
It wasn't that he couldn't drink anymore, but that he was afraid he would never taste such fine wine again once it was gone.
Makoto hadn't expected the drunken bard to give such a high evaluation to the sakura wine.
This also indirectly showed that Venti truly loved this sakura wine.
This made the matter Makoto wanted to accomplish much simpler.
Makoto slowly said, "Venti, I still have a bottle of sakura wine here. If you like it, it's yours."
As the words fell, Makoto could clearly feel the drunken bard's eyes light up, a light of genuine joy.
"Really? Mr. Faxun! Can this bottle of sakura wine really be given to me?"
"Of course, it's real. Would I lie to you?" Makoto nodded and took out the other bottle of sakura wine.
Venti hugged the sakura wine tightly, completely unwilling to let go, looking like he treasured it immensely.
He chuckled silly, then said to Makoto, "Listen to me say thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm..."
After getting the sakura wine, Venti directly pulled out the cork.
Instantly, a rich aroma of wine diffused from the bottle, filling the entire room.
Just smelling the aroma made Venti feel refreshed and cheerful.
Then, he gulped down the wine.
Seeing this, Makoto slowly said from the side, "Well, Venti, I heard you have some good quality bows over there?"
"Helping me get a bow shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Makoto had always remembered the matter of getting a weapon for Sara.
However, Makoto hadn't obtained a bow weapon yet and could only acquire one from other sources.
Undoubtedly, the most suitable candidate was Venti.
Because this unreliable Anemo Archon had many peerless bows in his possession.
So Makoto decided to trade sakura wine for Venti's bow.
As soon as he said this, Venti's brilliant smile from before vanished.
Oh no, I've been had!
Venti's expression changed, and he quickly tried to spit out the wine in his mouth.
His expression seemed to say, I won't drink your wine, and you shouldn't trick me either.
But Makoto didn't give him a chance, directly covering Venti's mouth with his hand.
Only when Venti swallowed the wine did Makoto release his hand.
Venti was on the verge of tears; he knew no drink came for free.
Mr. Faxun, do you know how much DMG you've inflicted on a young Anemo Sprite by doing this?
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Makoto paused, then continued, "Venti, you don't need to give me a bow of too good quality, really, it doesn't need to be too good, just any Skyward Harp will do."
"Why are you crying from being touched? With such a good relationship between us, it's only right for me to think of you!"
Venti: Listen to me say thank you, because of you...
In the end, Venti still reluctantly took out a bow and gave it to Makoto.
Seeing Venti's pained expression, Makoto also gave him the remaining two bottles of sakura wine in his backpack, as he had no use for them anyway.
This trick indeed worked well; after seeing the two bottles of sakura wine, Venti's mood seemed much better.
Sure enough, to defeat magic, you must use magic.
To deal with a drunken bard, you can only use wine.
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After staying up all night, the author's mental state was not good at all.
His head felt muddled all day, an indescribable discomfort.
Taking a day off today for one update, to adjust my state, and also to think about the subsequent plot and extra content.
Also, I want to say that these three days of four updates were written by the author working from dawn to dusk, but the income is not ideal.
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