Genshin Impact: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable-Chapter 404: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable []

"You listen here! Some things can be joked about, but don't you dare spew nonsense!" Luo Qing suddenly tensed, his voice sharp. "Explain yourself! What do you mean by 'my wives'?!"

"Hmph, who else? Those women you've been involved with before," Furina replied, folding her arms smugly. "They've come to Fontaine looking for you. Let's see how long you can keep hiding in Meropide Fortress now."

"..."

Luo Qing fell silent.

If Furina had figured out the truth about his relationships with Makoto and the others, then she was probably telling the truth. Makoto and the rest of his... wives might very well have secretly traveled to Fontaine.

"I've got things to do. We'll talk later."

With that, Luo Qing's voice vanished from Furina's mind.

"Tch, this guy..."

Furina fumed, glaring at the oversized pillow she'd named after him. She couldn't resist kicking it a few times in frustration.

He barely talks to me for over two weeks, and now, after just a few words, he bolts the moment he hears his wives are here?!

What, they're more important than me?!

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On the other side, Luo Qing had severed the connection with Furina, though his heart raced with an inexplicable nervousness.

Initially, he hadn't wanted Makoto and the others to come to Fontaine because of the perceived risks posed by Neuvillette and Furina.

But now that he knew Furina was a harmless airhead and Neuvillette had a more peaceful disposition, those concerns no longer held water.

Even if Makoto and the others wanted to visit, he wouldn't stop them.

Still, what puzzled him was why Makoto would come unannounced—and with his entire harem in tow.

Could this be... a confrontation?

Focusing his thoughts, Luo Qing reached out through the Void Network.

"Hey, Nahida, are you there?"

Seconds later, the network shimmered with a soft green light, forming the silhouette of the petite Archon.

"Daddy?"

Back in his home, Nahida sat nestled in Bu'er's arms. Glancing at Makoto, who sat nearby, she hesitated for a moment before softly replying, "Daddy, is something wrong?"

"I heard from Furina that Makoto and the others have come to Fontaine. Is that true?"

"Well..."

Nahida glanced at Makoto for guidance. Makoto gave a subtle nod but said nothing.

"It's not just Auntie Makoto," Nahida admitted. "Mom and the others came too."

"What?!" Luo Qing gasped, his heart skipping a beat.

"Put Makoto on," he said after catching his breath.

"Alright," Nahida replied obediently. She turned to Makoto, who nodded again before stepping into view.

Moments later, the Void Network shimmered again, and Makoto's elegant figure materialized.

"Luo Qing," she greeted with a teasing smile, her projection immediately leaning into his embrace as if snuggling.

"It's been so long, husband~"

"..."

"Did you miss me?"

"..." Luo Qing sighed, gently wrapping an arm around Makoto's waist. No matter how many questions swirled in his mind, he couldn't bring himself to scold her.

"Why are you here?" he asked softly.

"Because I missed you," Makoto replied with a playful pout, her demeanor both girlishly sweet and maturely alluring. "So, we all decided to come."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Luo Qing asked, his tone carrying a faint hint of reproach.

Makoto nuzzled against his chest, her voice taking on a coy lilt. "Because if I told you, you'd just say something like, 'The situation in Fontaine is unstable. It's too dangerous for you to come,' wouldn't you?"

"..."

Luo Qing couldn't argue. She was absolutely right.

Spending too much time with Furina had made him almost forget what a sharp and capable god Makoto was. Compared to Furina's scatterbrained antics, Makoto's intellect and cunning were leagues ahead.

"Well, we're here now," Makoto said, looking up at him with a playful sparkle in her eyes. "You wouldn't send us back after all the trouble we went through to get here, would you? We're exhausted, you know~"

"..." Luo Qing found himself at a loss for words.

The way Makoto kept calling him husband—so sweetly and effortlessly—was throwing him off balance.

How has she gotten even better at this?! Is she secretly practicing ways to mess with me?!

"Alright, alright," Luo Qing sighed, his tone softening. "Since you're already here, there's no way I'd send you back. Let me finish up in Fontaine, and then I'll take you all on a proper vacation."

"Good~" Makoto nodded, her expression radiant. "We'll wait at home like good girls. Just don't keep us waiting too long, okay?"

"I'll need a little more time..." Luo Qing said, his thoughts drifting.

According to Wriothesley, the pressure under the mechanical valve containing the Primordial Water was steadily rising. Any day now, it could breach its seal.

With Lumine's penchant for causing chaos wherever she went, it wouldn't be surprising if her presence expedited the inevitable disaster. Luo Qing had no choice but to stay in Meropide Fortress a little longer.

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"Take your time," Makoto replied sweetly. "We'll be here, waiting for you~"

"Alright," Luo Qing said with a nod.

Just as he was about to remind her not to cause trouble or get too close to Furina, Makoto cut him off with a mischievous smile.

"Anyway, *husband~, it's bath time with my sisters now. We'll chat again later, okay~?"

With that, Makoto's projection vanished, leaving Luo Qing speechless.

"..."

For a moment, he stared blankly at the empty space, the words he'd been about to say stuck in his throat.

Beside him, Nahida had been waiting patiently the entire time. Seeing her sitting there so quietly, his heart warmed.

At least my daughter's always reliable.

"Come on, Nahida," he said, smiling gently. "Let's watch some cartoons together."

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Meanwhile

As soon as Makoto disconnected, her demeanor shifted entirely. The sweet, affectionate wife disappeared, replaced by the poised and authoritative leader of the household.

Looking around the room, she noticed her sisters—Theresa, Rosalyne, and Bu'er—all staring at her with wide-eyed disbelief.

"What?" Makoto asked, spreading her hands in mock innocence. "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"Makoto," Theresa finally said, her tone incredulous. "What was that?!"

"If I don't talk to him like that," Makoto replied matter-of-factly, "he'll scold me!"

"..."

For a moment, the room was silent.

Then, as if on cue, the sisters burst into laughter.

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T/N: played like a fiddle