Ganyu Did It Too

The three of them looked at one another.

Paimon spoke timidly. "She isn't sleeping with her eyes open, is she? Oh my god..."

Mu Yang shook his head. "She's probably meditating."

Lumine was curious. "Meditating?"

Sitrali muttered to herself, "Within this pitch-black curtain, unveil the chapter of hatred."

"Smoke... behind the smoke..."

Lumine and Paimon exclaimed, "She really is meditating?!"

Xia Anka, the tavern owner passing by, quietly explained.

That was Grandma Sitrali's specialty.

She might have been drunk now, but her mind was still working quickly.

No one else from the Smoke Riddle Master could do that.

"She could do almost anything others could, but what she could do was not necessarily something others had the chance to learn."

They were chatting away happily.

Mu Yang suddenly told them to be quiet.

Sitrali seemed to have received an extremely important revelation.

"...Alert... the red of alert... has risen, right within those eyes!"

The moment she finished speaking, she startled herself awake.

Lumine and Mu Yang immediately went on guard.

Red eyes—they both knew exactly what that meant.

Death Executer!

Could it be...

As expected of Obsidian Grandma—she had easily made contact with Death Executer.

Amazing.

However, just as everyone looked grave and prepared to wait for Sitrali's next words,

her face flushed red, and she covered her mouth.

"I... I think I'm going to throw up... urgh..."

At that moment, Xia Anka became the most vigilant person there.

She had no idea about any red eyes.

She only knew that cleaning up other people's "aftermath" at dawn was miserable.

"Hold it in! Hold it in, Grandma!"

Boss Buhao: It's coming at me.

Just catch it with a cup, and you've got a cup of passion fruit juice.

Password! I really am drinking passion fruit juice right now, aaaah!

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