"Jams, look, look! I caught a Silver-streaked Trout... Uh... Why aren't you saying anything?"
Rosalyne, the elegant and mature lady, was like an energetic little girl at that moment, but Jams, lying on her long, slender legs, remained silent.
After a while, Rosalyne sensed that something was wrong.
There seemed to be something pressing on her chest...
"Um!!!"
Jams, with his eyes covered by Rosalyne's ample bosom, made faint whimpering sounds, waving his arms in an attempt to get Rosalyne's attention.
The two soft masses would change shape with Jams' struggles, covering him tightly and denying him any chance to breathe!
"Mmm!"
Realizing what had happened, Rosalyne let out a cry and quickly pushed Jams, who was trapped beneath her, with force.
Plop!
Jams was roughly pushed out of the realm of tenderness and rolled on the ground.
But he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he took deep breaths while giving Rosalyne a thumbs-up and praising her in a hoarse voice.
"Amaz... amazing... Rosalyne... you understood me. This is exactly the kind of death I've been anticipating... cough, cough..."
Jams' charming face turned slightly purple due to lack of oxygen, but he managed to squeeze out a smile.
"You!"
Rosalyne wanted to scold him loudly, but seeing how Jams nearly suffocated, she could only shake her head helplessly.
She quickly approached Jams and supported his shoulders, apologizing, "I didn't mean to press you down. I just saw the fish biting and momentarily forgot that you were still sleeping on my legs... Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
"It's fine, just a little suffocation, nothing serious."
Jams weakly leaned against Rosalyne, speaking in a feeble voice, "If you had managed to knock me out, I wouldn't mind... cough, cough, cough..."
"What do you mean 'wouldn't mind'? Are you really that eager to die?!"
Unable to bear Jams' lack of seriousness even in such a state, Rosalyne couldn't help but reach out and pinch the soft flesh around his waist, scolding, "You said before that when I'm in danger, you'd come to my rescue on a rainbow cloud. But here you are, trying to die before me!"
"Hmph, I won't die so easily."
Jams sniffled lightly, smelling the fragrance of milk, and he felt utterly blissful.
"If you had knocked me out, you would have had to give me artificial respiration afterward, whether it saves me or not. I wouldn't mind... Ouch! Why did you pinch me again!"
Before Jams finished speaking, Rosalyne pinched him once more.
This time, Rosalyne didn't hold back, and Jams cried out in pain, tears welling up in his eyes!
"Ouch, it hurts... I know I was wrong! Thank you, Miss Rosalyne, for not killing me. Please, let go."
With this pinch, Rosalyne not only used her physical strength but also infused it with the power of ice and fire elements.
The scorching heat and extreme cold penetrated his skin, as if two armies were battling inside his body, providing a tingling sensation!
"What move is this? Could it be the legendary 'Song of Ice and Fire'... cough, cough, the Rime and Fire!?"
His waist throbbing with pain, Jams' flirty words eventually turned a bit more serious.
"The Rime and Fire?"
Rosalyne blinked, and the strength in her hand suddenly eased, as if she really liked this skill name.
"Can I use this name to title my own ice and fire elemental techniques?"
"No problem at all. The copyright holder probably won't bother with Teyvat. You can use that skill name however you like."
Jams nodded and tentatively patted Rosalyne's small hand, keeping those delicate jade-like hands away from his waist's soft flesh.
"What other beautiful skill names can you come up with? If you can think of two more, I'll let you off~"
Rosalyne smiled slightly, and several dozens of icy shards emanated from the palm of her hand, exuding a chilling aura.
"For the ice elemental technique... let's call it 'Frost's Lament.'"
Jams picked up a pea-sized icicle and licked it.
Crunch, crunch!
Hmm, it was cool and seemed to carry a hint of Rosalyne's unique fragrance.
"Frost's Lament..."
Rosalyne, immune to his perverted behavior by now, summoned a ball of flame as if she hadn't seen anything.
"What should we call the Pyro combat skill?"
"Do we even need to think about it? The Cryo combat skill is called 'Frost's Lament,' so the Pyro combat skill should be... 'Joy of Fire'!"
Boom!
The next second, that large 'Joy of Fire' came crashing down towards Jams!
Facing the approaching fireball, Jams remained calm and unfazed, still wearing a smile.
"Hmph, a small trick!"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
A layer of crimson mist emerged on Jams' body, and the scorching fireball, upon contact with the mist, instantly evaporated as if it had encountered its natural enemy!
In the blink of an eye, the huge fireball disappeared without a trace, leaving no mark behind!
"This..."
Rosalyne's pupils suddenly contracted, her sensual lips slightly parted, exuding a mix of charm and a hint of girlish innocence.
Although it was just an ordinary Pyro combat skill, it couldn't be easily resolved like this.
Jams was simply standing there doing nothing!
But what Rosalyne didn't know was that Jams had just successfully fished, gaining +100% Fire Elemental Resistance and +100% Cryo Elemental Resistance!
This boost in attributes directly transformed Jams' Fire Elemental Resistance!
Previously, when faced with Stormterror's breath, his clothes were completely destroyed.
But now his Fire Elemental Resistance had become strong enough to protect his clothes!
Finally, he no longer needed to worry about his clothes bursting!
...
The atmosphere became somewhat eerie for a moment. Jams had done nothing, yet he unintentionally showed off in front of Rosalyne.
This was the annoyance of the strong—showing off gradually turned from an active skill into a passive one.
"How did you do that? I haven't seen you training hard before..." Rosalyne's lilac eyes sparkled, revealing a seductive charm mixed with the excitement of a rich woman encountering a delicious young man.
"Heh."
Jams folded his hands behind his back, raised his head at a 45-degree angle, gazing at the rising sun, and let the emotions of a cold feeling in high places brew within his heart.
"If hard work could achieve results, why would there be geniuses?"
"Hmph, always putting on airs. I'm leaving!"
Rosalyne gave him a flirtatious eye roll, no longer dwelling on the matter, and turned to leave.
"You're just going to leave? Don't you want to watch the sunrise together?" Jams felt a bit reluctant.
"Forget it, let your little cotton... buddies accompany you."
Rosalyne gestured towards Mondstadt with a slight tilt of her mouth.
Suddenly, several figures, some cute and some elegant, ran towards the sunrise.
"Jams, big brother Jams!"
"Jams!"
"Fisher, we haven't seen you all day. Did you miss us?"
"..."
"I'm really leaving~" Rosalyne tugged at Jams' sleeve.
"Mhmm, you should go quickly. I'm afraid Klee, Lumine, Noelle, Barbara, and Amber will misunderstand..."
"Ugh! You scumbag!"
Rosalyne's bosom heaved dramatically as she stomped her foot and left, sulking.
After seeing off Rosalyne, Jams turned to his little angels, a bright smile on his face.
"Klee, come here, give me a hug~"
"Hehe, big brother Jams~~~"
"Brother Jams! I love you~"
Klee meowed and pounced into Jams' embrace.
"What love? Next time, say 'you were amazing last night'!"
Jams pinched Klee's soft face, his gentle smile filled with doting affection.
But soon, Jams couldn't maintain his smile.
It was because after Klee nuzzled against him, her little nose twitched, sniffing his scent like a puppy.
"Um..."
Klee's eyebrows furrowed, her expression growing serious.
"What's wrong?" Jams asked, feeling a bit guilty.
"Um... Brother Jams, there's someone else's scent on you, Captain Jean's... and that big sister from yesterday..."
Jams rubbed Klee's elfin ears and retorted, not pleased, "Don't make things up. There's no Captain Jean's scent, only the scent of that big sister from yesterday!"
"Hmph, no wonder you intentionally distracted Klee last night. You must have gone on a date with that big sister! Wahh!"
Klee pouted, her cute face turning teary, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"Oh, so you deliberately mentioned Captain Jean earlier to trick me into telling the truth?" Jams looked at Klee with disbelief.
This little girl Klee had actually learned the art of fishing for information!
"She seemed so innocent and pure, but how did she suddenly become so cunning? Who taught her?!"
Jams glanced at the other girls, his expression serious. "Was it... you, Paimon!"
"Hey hey hey! Paimon only met little Klee less than a day ago. How could I have taught her anything bad!" Paimon folded her arms and pointed at the others indignantly. "Besides, why only ask Paimon and not the others? Barbara, Amber, even Lumine, aren't they more suspicious than me?"
"I can't bear to!" Jams puffed up his chest, defending himself with all his might.
"You!!!"
Paimon was so angry that her face turned red, and she flew into Jams' embrace in a flash, raining down punches like a tiny storm!
"Mmm, that feels good. Hit harder, aim for my kidney reflex zone!"
Jams took the barrage of Paimon's punches, feeling refreshed as if he had opened up his meridians.
Those soft little hands, the moderate strength, and the sound of Paimon's breathing, it almost melted Jams' heart.
"Wahh, you bully! Lumine, aren't you going to do something? Emergency rations also deserve respect."
"Um..."
Lumine wanted to step in and help, but she sensed that the atmosphere between Jams and Paimon was actually quite good.
Paimon's punching and kicking towards Jams didn't seem like venting anger, but more like a display of coquetry.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore."
As an experienced Genshin player, Jams understood Paimon's temperament very well.
He held Paimon's small and delicate body in his hands and gave her a gentle squeeze.
"I'll treat you to a big feast tonight. Can you forgive me?"
"A big feast..."
Upon hearing those words, Paimon's teardrops at the corner of her eyes immediately stopped, and a glistening tear fell from her lips.
"Make your decision quickly, or else you'll miss out." Jams furrowed his brows slightly, pretending to be willing to change his mind at any moment.
As expected, Paimon couldn't resist the temptation. She immediately grabbed Jams' arm, her voice full of grievance. "Alright, Paimon forgives you, but next time, no bullying Paimon!"
"Sure, next time for sure."
Jams chuckled and tousled Paimon's white hair.
"Jams, you haven't answered Klee's question yet!"
Klee poked Jams' face and asked in a sweet voice, "Did you go out with that big sister last night, the one with white hair and a slightly better figure than Klee? You have her scent on you, and it's quite strong~"
"Really? No matter how strong her scent is, it can't compare to the scent Klee left on me. Don't believe me? Take another sniff."
Jams didn't explain further; instead, he held Klee in his arms and nuzzled her.
Sometimes actions spoke louder than words. No matter how much you say, it's better to hold someone in your arms and comfort them.
Indeed, Klee immediately became well-behaved and affectionate. There was no trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes, only joy and attachment.
"..."
Watching this heartwarming scene, Amber quietly took out a flare:
"I think I should call the Knights to come and arrest this lolicon Jams."
"How many years would he get in a situation like this?" Barbara's expression turned serious.
"Um... Can you arrange a position for me as a jailer? I want to take care of him while he's in prison," Noelle softly suggested.
"Why not just execute him and let Klee follow me?" Lumine placed her hands on her hips, ready to strike Jams and snatch Klee.
"We're just having a normal emotional exchange, hugging and cuddling. What's wrong with that?" Jams remained calm, still holding Klee in his arms.
Klee in his left hand, Paimon in his right.
Left hand, right hand, slow-motion. Right hand, left hand, slow-motion replay... Ahem.
"In any case, we're just friends! Right, Paimon?"
"That's right! We're only in a relationship where we eat big feasts together!"
Paimon, who had been won over by the promise of a big feast, leaned against Jams in agreement, lacking any sense of shame.
"See, even Paimon, this clever little thing, has spoken. Who are you to say that our relationship has soured?"
Jams raised his eyebrows triumphantly and then curiously asked, "By the way, why did you all come to the shores of the wine lake so early to find me? Is something urgent?"
"Oh, right, we almost forgot about the main business!"
Paimon quickly flew out of Jams' arms and wore a serious expression. "Lumine and I have encountered some difficulties in our recent attempts to defeat Stormterror. We wanted to seek your advice on how to become stronger quickly!"
"Methods to become stronger quickly?"
Jams blinked, looking puzzled. "Am I really that strong?"
"Don't pretend! The entire Knights of Favonius already know that you're a super powerful man who can stand up against Stormterror!"
Zoom zoom!
Paimon made a punching motion, her eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Lumine also looked at Jams with an admiring gaze.
It wasn't the admiration of a weak person for a strong person, but rather the beautiful yearning of a younger sister for her older brother.
"I didn't expect to hide so well, and yet you all see through me. Truly, talent is like pregnancy—it cannot be hidden."
"Oh my, it's really difficult to be a low-key person..."
Jams adjusted his hairstyle, looked up at the sky with a mournful expression, and sighed.
"..."
The women fell silent, their eyes filled with displeasure toward Jams.
If they could overpower Jams, they would have kicked his ass with their little boots a long time ago!
This guy, Jams, either flirts and teases with the acting Grand Master of the Knights or exchanges tender feelings with the beautiful bishop of the Church of Favonius, or engages in romantic encounters with the popular maid...
As members of the Knights of Favonius and even unmarried men in all of Mondstadt, how could he have the audacity to claim that he's low-key?
Never had they seen such shameless audacity!
"Alright, alright, don't give me that look like you want to eat me. So, you want methods to become stronger quickly, right? I'll tell you, but you owe me!"
Jams beckoned to Lumine, "Come closer, I'll tell you quietly."
"Huh... Do I have to get closer? Okay..."
Lumine felt a bit shy, but still brought her delicate and cute ear closer to Jams' mouth, blushing, and said, "My... My ears are quite sensitive... Speak softly... when you talk."
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