The coastline outside Liyue Harbor shimmered with fine golden light under the afternoon sun, as the waves gently lapped against the reefs.
Lovia squatted on the beach, her oversized Hood almost completely covering her head. She was intently poking at the wet sand with a small stick, searching for beautiful conches washed up by the tide.
This was one of the few pastimes that brought her peace and joy after she had transmigrated here.
Thus, after finishing a sweet love story about a certain Liyue intelligence officer, Lovia felt lighthearted and had come to enjoy the scenery—(strike that) play in the water.
She placed a small blue conch with spiral patterns into her cloth pouch, feeling a bit more relaxed. However, just as she straightened up to continue her "treasure hunt" elsewhere, she caught sight of a figure standing on a reef not far away out of the corner of her eye.
That figure was tall with snow-white hair, clothes fluttering in the salty sea breeze, exuding an Adeptus aura that was completely out of place with the bustling coast.
Lovia's movements instantly froze.
Shen... Shenhe?!
Her mind went "buzz."
How could she run into her here?! Hadn't "for whom the love trap is set" just been released?!
No, no, no one knows she wrote it, so why panic?
That story, featuring Nickname and Arlan as the protagonists and mixed with her personal understanding of the characters and a little bit of... well, selfish creativity, was actually quite interesting.
But that was written by Hanabi; what does it have to do with Lovia?
The words "guilty conscience" had practically been plastered across her forehead, but they gradually faded away under Lovia's self-consolation.
No guilt, no guilt. She was a writer of unofficial history anyway, and with so few people in Liyue, she was bound to write about everyone sooner or later.
Lovia pulled her Hood down further, trying to disguise herself as an inconspicuous "beach scavenger," and continued to pick up shells with a stiff upper lip... forget it, she couldn't focus at all; she should just run.
However, things didn't go as planned. Perhaps Lovia's figure was too conspicuous on the beach, or perhaps Shenhe was naturally sensitive to auras.
That cold gaze landed precisely in her direction.
Hmm?!
The antennae on her head twitched violently, and Lovia lowered her head even further.
Yet Shenhe just watched her quietly, her eyes devoid of inquiry or curiosity, holding only a clear, profound calm.
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