blogombal Chapter 811 The never-ending Flower Goddess Festival (3)
Chapter 811 The never-ending Flower Goddess Festival (3)
(Player perspective dialogue options:)
(1. As expected of A-nin, so reliable.)
(2. Paimon, you should learn from others.)
"Paimon, you should learn from others."
Ying teased Paimon.
[Same option for all servers.]
【Everyone is more of a guide than Paimon.】
【Official meme.】
【Don't tell the truth carelessly. 】
[Hey, Kuki Shinobu is Ichito's deputy, so it's only natural for her to help Ichito. But what about us? Paimon has always needed our care, so why should we always take care of him?]
[Paimon is our best friend, specializing in providing emotional value, but it is really useless in normal times.]
Taking care of Paimon? I was clearly taking care of my emergency food. The more she eats, the happier I am (doge)
“No personal attacks!”
Paimeng grinned at Ying angrily, his little face flushed red, like a burning cloud, venting his inner dissatisfaction and grievance without any concealment.
After all the children happily received the colorful candies, the stall owner turned to Dina Zede, his eyes full of gratitude, and thanked her sincerely:
"Ms. Dina Zedai, thank you so much for your generous sponsorship. It is because of your support that the children's innocent childhood can be engraved with such warm and interesting memories."
Dina Zedai shook her head gently, her smile as gentle as the wind blowing through the sea of flowers, her voice soft but firm:
"The Flower Goddess' Birthday Festival may have been so grand today, but it's definitely not my own achievement."
"Everyone has worked hard and poured their heart and soul into this celebration over this period of time. Everyone deserves respect. If we are to express our gratitude, we should thank every partner who has made silent contributions."
"Haha, as expected of Miss Dina Zedai!"
The stall owner laughed out loud, then turned to the interested crowd around him and greeted them warmly:
"Come on, come on, would you like to try our Flower Goddess Festival's specialty delicacy—Yalda Candy? It's sweet and delicious, with a unique flavor!"
He pointed to the dazzling array of candy stalls in front of him and added, "I happen to have some exquisite candy boxes ready. You can pick one and see how lucky you are."
"want!"
"want!"
Almost at the same moment, Paimon and Aratake Ichito shouted in unison, their voices filled with childlike joy and anticipation.
They both lowered their heads, their gazes fixed on the neatly arranged rows of candy boxes. Paimon's eyes widened, his face filled with shock as he questioned, "You mean some? You call these dozen boxes some?"
"Besides...don't these boxes look exactly the same? There's no way to tell the difference!"
The stall owner, beaming, revealed the answer mysteriously: "That's the fun part! Each candy box contains a random, unique flavor of candy. It's all up to fate which flavor you choose."
"There's a refreshing violet melon flavor, a slightly spicy spice fruit flavor, a sweet sunset fruit flavor...you never know what you're going to get."
Arata Ichito's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "It all sounds great! But..."
He glanced at Paimon with feigned worry: "I hope the spicy fruit flavor isn't too spicy, otherwise Paimon will probably choke and jump to his feet."
Paimon immediately narrowed his eyes, put his hands on his hips and glared, his tone full of provocation:
"Hmph! Cattle herder, you're the one who should be worried about not being able to handle spicy food, right? Be careful not to get so spicy that you start crying and lose face!"
"Hey!" Arata Ichito slammed the table and raised his chin proudly. "In this continent of Teyvat, there has never been a food that I dare not eat!"
"How can a mere spice fruit do anything to me?"
Come, Yidou, I'll treat you to Mapo Tofu.
[Is this true? I don't believe it. If you can, eat this bowl of soybeans!]
[That's impressive, my good brother! I've decided to treat you to a series of delicious dishes, including tofu pudding, pig's trotter stewed with soybeans, and homemade tofu.]
[It's just a joke, but with Yidou's personality, he might actually eat soybeans that he's allergic to...]
【Anin chose to accept this fact. 】
Kuki Shinobu nodded silently, her expression calm but profound. She knew full well: there was one thing Arataki Ichito never dared to touch: soybeans.
Because ghosts are severely allergic to beans, this is why Inazuma used to scatter beans to ward off evil spirits in ancient times.
However, Kuki Shinobu also knew that Arataki Ichito was not "daring not to eat" but "not able to eat".
If his stubbornness was truly aroused, this foolish and daring man might actually stuff a whole bowl of soybeans into his mouth, just to prove that he was fearless—even if he would be carried back to the house and lie down for three days in the next second.
Like now:
Araki Ichido waved his hand with a heroic gesture, his voice booming like thunder: "Boss! Give me a spicy fruity Yalda candy! I want to show this flying dwarf violet that there is nothing I, Araki Ichido, dare not try!"
The stall owner bowed slightly, his tone respectful yet principled, "I'm sorry, sir. According to the traditional customs of the Flower Goddess Festival, the flavor of the candy must be selected by you personally."
——Yalda candy, random flavors.
Even when distributing the candies to the children, the vendor had always maintained fairness, randomly drawing them from different candy jars without favoritism. The flavor you got depended entirely on the turn of the wheel of fortune.
Upon hearing this, Arata Ichito was about to declare that he would have one candy from each candy box, but was interrupted by a casual yet precise remark: "One per customer only."
As if he had already seen through what he was thinking, the stall owner added slowly.
"Hiss... can I only choose once?" Araki Ichito frowned, his face showing difficulty. "If I don't win the Spice Fruit, wouldn't my courage and reputation be completely lost?"
The stall owner's lips curled up slightly, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. "Actually, dear customer, if you're lucky enough... then choosing another flavor might even better demonstrate your extraordinary courage."
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the two "guardians", Ying and Jiuqi Shinobu, changed. They looked at each other with complicated expressions, and an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.
"Excuse me," Ying cleared her throat and spoke cautiously, "Besides the flavors you just mentioned, are there any other...special flavors?"
The stall owner blinked, his smile almost innocent. "They are all very common flavors - the Xumi Rose is fragrant, the Dun Dun Peach is sweet, and the Tiantian Flower is fresh..."
"Wow, that all sounds delicious!" Paimon's eyes lit up and his saliva was almost dripping.
However, the stall owner's next words were like a bolt from the blue: "...and the smell of lizard tails, cement, and ghost beetles."
Before he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
[You were talking about the beetle, right?]
【Five words that broke Yidou's heart.】
[Phantom beetle enthusiasts, take a deep breath.]
[Ghost Beetle: If you don’t love me, please don’t hurt me.]
I can understand lizard tails and ghost beetles, but where does this cement smell come from? Have you Xumi people ever eaten cement?
Does it smell like stinky socks?
Paimon froze instantly, his face wrinkled. "These... just hearing the names makes me feel so disgusting!"
Arata Ichito's face turned pale, his eyes wide, and he pointed at the stall owner in anger: "The smell of ghost beetles?! How dare you do such a thing with cute ghost beetles? This is a heinous crime!"
——As a veteran fan of the beetle, his anger has reached its peak.
Faced with this indignant look, the stall owner still smiled calmly: "This customer has misunderstood. We are not using the ghost beetle itself..."
"Xumi and Inazuma have just resumed trade. Ghost beetles are now rare treasures in Xumi and are very expensive. How can they be easily imported?"
He said in a relaxed tone, "The real ingredient is the natural mucus secreted by the ghost beetle."
"Ugh..." Paimon shuddered, a look of disgust on his face, "Just imagining it makes me feel sick!"
[This is worse than eating the beetle directly.]
So, is the mucus secreted by this so-called ghost beetle saliva or...?
Dina Zedai, standing by, added with a slightly wicked smile, "By the way, the beetle-flavored Yalda candy is a bit spicier than the lizard tail flavor."
As the core of the preparations for the Flower Goddess' Birthday Festival, Dina Zedai is not only the planner, but also one of the first round of tasters, and has personally experienced the impact of each "unique flavor".
Paimon looked at Dina Zedai, swallowed his saliva, and said with a hint of disbelief in his voice: "Dina Zedai, you actually tried all these flavors... Is this true?"
"Hmm..." She frowned, her heart beating fast.
The strange and bizarre flavors introduced by the stall owner made her scalp tingle just by hearing about them, let alone trying them herself.
But she didn't want to gamble her luck.
What if I am really selected?
As she was hesitating, her eyes suddenly fell on Yiya who was standing quietly beside her. Her eyes flashed and she immediately flew over and said with a smile, "Then let Yiya help me choose! I want the sunset fruit flavor, the sweetest one!"
Yiya was slightly startled, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a voice as light as the wind blowing through the leaves: "I, I may not... may not be able to choose... the flavor that Sister Paimon wants..."
"It's okay, I believe you!" Paimon patted his shoulder vigorously, with a cunning and trusting light in his eyes.
——Just kidding, if even Phoenix can’t be lucky enough to choose the sunset fruit flavor, it only means that this stall doesn’t have this flavor at all!
Ying also smiled gently and nodded in agreement: "I think Iya will definitely be chosen."
Arata Ichito laughed heartily: "Hahaha, of course! Our little Phoenix Emperor is blessed with great luck. He can win the jackpot with his eyes closed! He will definitely be chosen right away."
After laughing, he suddenly turned around, looked at Jiuqi Shinobu, and asked curiously: "Shinobu, when we met last time, could the little Phoenix Emperor speak?"
Jiu Qi Ren held his forehead, his tone calm but with a hint of helplessness: "No. He must have learned to speak recently."