"But the person we're looking for, the Yashiro Commission can't find them at all!" Xavier said, "I'm here to find Garan-sensei. Kuroda told me that you and Garan-sensei have an excellent relationship, so I thought I could ask you to introduce me."
"Garan no Dou? My relationship with her… is indeed quite good."
Yae Miko recalled her few instances of being outwitted. Hmm, "quite good relationship."
"So, can you please introduce me? Please, this is really important to me!" Xavier said earnestly, clasping his hands together.
"Hehe, didn't I just tell you the method? If you want to find someone, go to the Yashiro Commission."
"Yashiro Commission?"
The Traveler thought of something. As the Yashiro Commission, which managed civil affairs, they could indeed find people, but they certainly wouldn't help them search for someone whose identity was kept secret.
Then there was only one answer: Garan no Dou was a member of the Yashiro Commission!
Next, as long as they figured out who in the Yashiro Commission had a good relationship with Yae Miko, they would know the true identity of Garan no Dou.
"Xavier, let's go. I know how to find Garan-sensei now."
"Really?"
"Yes, but we need to ask Thoma first. He's the housekeeper in the Yashiro Commission and should know some things." The Traveler nodded, then teleported with Xavier to the front of Tenshukaku.
After the two disappeared, Yae Miko chuckled softly. This, she thought, couldn't be considered revealing an identity, merely a hint.
"Hmm, I'm looking forward to their expressions a little. After going around in circles for so long, only to find that the person they were looking for was someone they had already met from the start—that would be very amusing."
...
At this moment, a long queue had formed in front of the Thousand-Armed, Hundred-Eyed God Statue. All the Visions had been removed from the statue, and these people were those whose Visions had been confiscated earlier.
But it was only a portion. Many of those who lost their Visions had joined the Watatsumi Island resistance. The war had just ended, and it would take some time for them to return.
What was also gratifying was that all these Visions were glowing, which meant that no one had died during this period.
"One by one, please don't rush, everyone. I'm right here and won't run away!" Thoma placed the Visions, sorted by element, behind him, then spoke to the people in front of him.
"What element is your Vision?"
"Dendro."
"Okay." Thoma said, moving the basket containing the Dendro Visions in front of him: "Try to use your elemental power, not too much, and then just take the one that lights up."
"Oh, oh."
The person gently raised both hands, a green vine rose from the ground, and at the same time, one of the Visions in the basket lit up.
"It seems this one is yours. Here you go."
Thoma took out the Vision and handed it to the person. This job was much easier than disassembling them.
Actually, even if a Vision was lost, it would return on its own, but it seemed that because they were embedded in the statue, these Visions wouldn't automatically return to their owners.
It was like a Bluetooth earbud losing connection, and now using elemental power was re-establishing that connection.
"Thank you!"
The passerby clipped the Vision back to their waist, their lost memories returning, and walked away excitedly.
"Next!"
...
"Uh… Thoma seems so busy. Should we wait a bit before going?" Paimon scratched her head.
"Hmm? Paimon isn't asking me to help anymore, how rare!"
"Hehehe, after all, none of us have experience distributing Visions, so it would be terrible if we messed it up."
"True, but I do have experience maintaining order. Let's go and organize the queue properly."
The Traveler said, walking towards the Vision collection line, and then pulled all those who tried to cut in line to the very end.
The chaotic line suddenly became orderly, and Thoma was also a bit confused, but upon seeing the familiar golden-haired figure, he understood.
'So it's the Traveler and Paimon. As expected of the famous Traveler, the line immediately became orderly!'
Thoma secretly praised them in his heart, then sped up the Vision distribution task.
One by one, people's Visions were taken, and when the last person also received their Vision, Thoma finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew, it's finally over. Traveler, Paimon, thank you both for helping maintain order."
"You're welcome. We also need your help with something, and it seems there are still some Visions left here…"
"Oh, you might not know, but during the Vision Hunt Decree, many people whose Visions were confiscated went to Watatsumi Island. Now that the war is over, they'll probably come to claim their Visions tomorrow or the day after," Thoma explained.
"I see." The Traveler nodded.
"By the way, you just said you needed my help with something. What is it?"
"Actually, it's nothing big. Do you know Yae Miko?" the Traveler asked.
However, this simple question made the usually enthusiastic Thoma show a rare expression of fear.
"Uh… Yae Miko… Of course I know her, but that woman is terrifying. I'd rather go clear out Kairagi at Nazuchi Beach than say a single word to her."
"Ah, this…"
Souta was stunned. She really hadn't expected Thoma to have such a deep psychological shadow regarding Yae Miko.
"Because Yae Miko always likes to tease me with words, so I increasingly don't want to see her," Thoma sighed. To think, he, Inazuma's social butterfly, had managed to handle everyone, yet he was defeated only in front of Yae Miko.
"Mm, yes, indeed!" Paimon deeply empathized with Thoma's statement.
"Paimon just met her today, and she already teased me! It's settled, Paimon is going to give her an ugly nickname!"
"Hmm… I'll call her… the Fortune Teller!"
"Pfft, hahaha!"
"Hey, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I just think that title suits Guuji. As the administrator of Grand Narukami Shrine, Yae Miko has unique insights into fortune and can often use divination slips to predict a person's recent fortune."
Thoma found it amusing. The dignified Guuji of Grand Narukami Shrine being called a fortune teller? Wasn't that as ridiculous as the Anemo Archon, who is good at singing, being called a street performer?
"Hmph! Of course! Paimon's nickname-giving ability is the strongest in Teyvat!" Paimon proudly puffed out his chest.
"So, who have you given nicknames to? And they must have all offended you, right?"
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