Genshin Impact: My roommate and I became funny Hilichurls

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"Ah! It's Sister Honor Knight and Paimon!"

Klee's big eyes lit up instantly. She dropped the checkers game she was playing and her little red figure rushed towards Ying like a gust of wind.

Ying skillfully caught the small cannonball and ruffled her fluffy blonde hair: "We meet again, Klee."

She glanced at the Hilichurls and Abyss Mages lying on the ground and added, "Looks like you've been 'working hard' today too."

Mona walked with difficulty to Klee, sizing up the little girl who reeked of gunpowder: "You're the heir..."

Her gaze swept over the still-smoking bomb craters around her.

"Her fighting style is nothing like a witch's, but her destructive power... is exactly the same as Alice's."

"Do you know my mother?!"

Klee suddenly jumped up as if she had been electrocuted, her little hands tightly gripping Mona's clothes, her eyes sparkling.

Mona was startled by this sudden enthusiasm and almost strained her back again: "Um... I was asked by my master..."

She rubbed her slightly aching tailbone.

"Here to retrieve that... box from the fifty-year promise?"

Klee tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly started rummaging through her little backpack.

All sorts of strange and wonderful things spewed out like a fountain: a dancing Dodo, an automatic ignition device, a half-finished bomb, and even a sleepy-eyed tuan-ju...

"That's not it......"

"It's not this one either..."

"No, no, this isn't it either..."

As Klee searched, the items on the ground quickly piled up into a small mountain.

Paimon curiously poked at a bubbling purple liquid, only to be grabbed by Qingyu: "Don't touch it! That's a concentrated elemental potion!"

"Ah! I remembered it!"

Klee suddenly slapped her forehead.

"I hid it where the wind rises!"

After saying that, he dashed out like a small cannonball, leaving only a series of cheerful footsteps behind.

"I'll go check it out, you guys wait here."

Zhang Chu chased after them, carrying the thunder hammer, and the weeds along the way automatically parted to make way.

The rest of the people looked at each other.

Mona looked at the scattered backpacks, books, and Dudu's toys on the ground and sighed helplessly, "Seeing how careless she is, I'm really worried something might happen to the suitcase..."

"Relax!"

Er Kang pulled out a vacuum cleaner from somewhere and started cleaning up the mess.

"Klee's skill at hiding things is top-notch! Last time, she hid the key to the solitary confinement cell in Captain Jean's teapot, and no one discovered it for a whole week..."

A loud "boom" came from afar, followed by Zhang Chu's changed voice: "Klee! That's a Slime and a Grass Slime! Not a box!"

Mona's water divination plate suddenly spun wildly, revealing a "very inauspicious" hexagram.

She looked trembling toward the direction of the explosion: "What...what was in that box...?"

Chapter 31 Mona's Good Friday

"We're back!"

Klee rushed back like a little red cannonball, clutching an old wooden box inlaid with star and moon patterns tightly in her arms.

The box still had the Dudu charm she had tied on herself hanging on it, swaying as she ran.

Zhang Chu followed behind, carrying the thunder hammer, which was entangled with several suspicious vines—it looked like they had been through a fierce battle in the Wind Rises Land.

"You're finally back! We were so bored while we were waiting."

Mona said without looking up, her slender fingers turning the pages of a leather diary with a gold-embossed cover.

Around her, Qingyu, Erkang, and Guqian were already playing Dou Dizhu (a card game), with Guqian's mask covered with slips of paper indicating who lost.

"I was originally planning to read a book to pass the time..."

Mona shook the book in her hand with disdain, her ankles under her star-patterned stockings twitching involuntarily.

"It turned out to be a bizarre diary, completely uninteresting."

"It clearly fell out of Klee's bag. I thought it contained some kind of ancient alchemy manual!"

"Never mind..."

Mona closed her book and prepared to get up, but the movement was too abrupt and aggravated her back injury.

She gasped, then silently sat back down, forcing an elegant expression as she asked, "So, where's the box?"

"The box is here."

Klee handed the wooden box to her.

"Great!"

Mona excitedly lifted the lid of the box—then froze as if she had been frozen in place.

"Huh? Why isn't the box locked? And why is it empty inside?"

The three people playing cards all turned their heads at the same time.

Qingyu dropped the royal flush in his hand to the ground, Erkang couldn't help but spit out the water he was drinking, and Gu Qian accidentally crushed the remaining half of the deck of cards.

Klee blinked her innocent big eyes and explained, "It's like this, because I borrowed this box to store the treasures I've collected."

"borrow!"

Mona's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, and the metal stars on her astrology hat jingled loudly.

"Such an important thing can actually be borrowed?!"

She pointed tremblingly at the empty box, her fingertips shaking.

"What happened to what was originally inside? That's what I want!"

"Oh, you should have said so earlier!"

Claire suddenly slapped her forehead, a look of sudden realization on her face, and pointed to the diary in Mona's hand.

"It's right in your hands."

Mona stared at the diary in her hand, not yet reacting, when—

"what!!!"

Mona's scream startled pigeons that flew for miles around.

Her hands trembled as she held the diary, her pupils contracted sharply to pinpoints, and she didn't even care about her back injury.

"So this book belonged to the old woman..."

Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, and her fingers trembled as she pointed to the gilded signature on the title page—[The Diary of Astomanser Barbiros Trismedigistus].

"Does it mean it's going to be recycled..."

Mona mechanically closed the diary, her face instantly turning deathly pale.

"Is it her embarrassing diary from fifty years ago!?"

"What we're trying to reclaim after fifty years... is her dark history from her teenage years!"

Mona knelt heavily on both knees, creating two small craters in the ground.

She held up the diary, trembling, and in the sunlight, the dangerous purple light shimmering along the edges of the pages was clearly visible.

"It's over..."

There was a cry in her voice.

"No wonder that old woman gritted her teeth and said... I must never look at this, or she'll tear me to pieces!"

"I...did I do something wrong...?"

Klee's face instantly lost all color, and even her little red cape faded slightly in fright.

She backed away, trembling, her little leather boots scraping against the ground with a harsh sound.

"It was my sister who said she wanted the box!"

Klee suddenly jolted awake, pointed her little finger at Mona, and cried out in a desperate attempt to survive, "They didn't mention anything about what's inside! I don't know anything!"

The small figure in red grabbed the schoolbag with lightning speed, not forgetting to stuff the scattered bombs back into her pocket: "I'm going to find Commander Qin to give my daily report!"

In the blink of an eye, it darted more than ten meters away, and the weeds along its escape route were blown into a half-part by the wind pressure.

The scene was deathly silent.

"It's over... I spent all my money to find the Knights of Honor of Mondstadt, but I didn't find the knowledge, and now I can't go back..."

Mona lay sprawled on the ground like a salted fish, her long blue hair covered in bits of grass.

"I'll be silenced by that old woman when I get back, how could things have turned out like this..."

She tried to prop herself up with her arms, but her waist suddenly made a sickeningly sharp "crack" sound.

The sound was so clear that even Qingyu, who was studying the diary, instinctively covered his lower back.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Mona's scream startled the white doves on the church roof.

She curled up like a shrimp, her forehead hitting the ground hard, and her astrology hat rolled far away.

The once elegant astrologer's robe was now wrinkled like a rag, making him look like a life-size doll that had been played with.

"Very good……"

Mona's voice was choked with sobs, and she had begun to speak ironically in a self-destructive manner.

"Plus my back injury... I'll be in bed for a month... which is perfect for escaping the old woman's pursuit..."