Why Doesn't the Aquabus Go to Pinewood Town?

The Poisson was shrouded in damp mist late at night, and the dim streetlights cast hazy halos in layers.

Xingsu lay in bed, looking out the window at the dazzling starry sky that had always been with him.

But instead of the expected vast expanse of stars outside the window, there was only an impenetrable, thick darkness.

What's the point of looking at the starry sky inside a cave?

"Heh." Xingsu chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He stared with his eyes open at the dark shadows on the ceiling, his mind replaying Arlecchino's vague and wistful "Perhaps," and the lonely figure she left behind as she turned away.

After a long while, he let out a soft breath, carrying the weariness and melancholy unique to the late night, and spoke softly to Lin.

"Lin... are you there?"

"What's wrong, our lovely little Xingsu? Why are you being so emo in the middle of the night? Does Teyvat have a NetEase Cloud Music platform for feeling depressed?"

Ignoring the strange vocabulary Lin used, Xingsu said firmly, "I want to find my past memories."

Lin immediately responded, his tone tinged with a hint of delighted teasing.

"That's great! Oh, thank goodness, you finally remembered you have a mission to find the necklace. What, suddenly had a change of heart tonight? Aren't you lost in your sweet embrace anymore?"

Xingsu sighed helplessly and quickly offered an explanation.

"... She didn't become a womanizer; she just found a stable place to settle down and got a decent job."

Lin's teasing tone intensified; she wasn't about to let him off easily.

"Oh my, such a peaceful place, such a good job. And your boss's daughter, she's always chatting with you so happily, even your boss Callas himself, seems to be grooming you to be the successor of the Spina di Rosula."

"... Does Callas himself know about this? Besides, Navia and I are just friends."

"Oh, oh, oh~ Pure friendship, huh?" Lin's tone was full of knowing but not saying it, a kind of teasing. "Are you really stupid, or just naturally dense? Do you really think that girl would come and talk to you every day for no reason?"

"... If you keep teasing me like that, I'm not going to look for your lousy necklace anymore."

"Getting impatient? Ugh, so boring."

"..."

It got hard

The fist hardened

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." Lin's teasing tone turned serious. "So, what happened today? Why did you suddenly decide to try and regain your memories?"

"I met a woman today and we talked about some things. When I was with her, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity."

I've only ever felt this kind of heart-pounding feeling once in my life, and that was when I caught sight of that person ambush the water goddess Furina from behind.

He paused, his tone unusually firm.

"And I'm absolutely certain that they are the same person."

"Since you realized it was the same person, why didn't you go up and ask them, and directly test the waters by recognizing them?"

Xingsu pursed her lips helplessly, remained silent for a few seconds, and then told the truth.

"... I can't beat her, and I'm afraid I'll be killed to silence her if I expose her secret."

"... That's really true."

"Lin, can you sense roughly where the necklace is located?"

"Hmm... Anyway, it's definitely not in Poisson. My faint connection to the necklace here is nowhere near as strong as it was when I was in Court of Fontaine."

"So I have to go back to Court of Fontaine?"

"Hmm, keep searching!"

Lin's tone returned to its cheerful tone, tinged with encouragement.

Xingsu raised his hand and rubbed his temples. It seemed that returning to Court of Fontaine could no longer be delayed.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the morning mist still lingered in the waterfront streets and alleys of Poisson, carrying a faint, moist sea breeze.

Xingsu packed a simple bag, dressed casually, and made a special trip to the headquarters of the Spina di Rosula to formally bid farewell to Callas and Navia.

"Mr. Callas, Navia, I need to leave Poisson for a while to take care of some personal matters in Court of Fontaine. During this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to help the Spina di Rosula with its mechanical repair work."

Upon hearing this, a gentle yet secretly scheming smile immediately appeared in Callas' eyes. He nodded almost without hesitation, his tone exceptionally cheerful. "No problem, no problem! Young people should travel around and explore, they don't need to be confined to this small town. The affairs of the Spina di Rosula can be put on hold for now, you just focus on your own business."

Although the Spina di Rosula and Poisson are temporarily missing a skilled mechanic, at least I don't have to worry about my daughter being kidnapped!

The thought of this Callas ' lips curl into a slight smile again.

Navia, however, showed none of her father's magnanimity. Her beautiful eyebrows drooped instantly, filled with reluctance and longing as she looked at Xingsu: "How long are you going to be gone? When will you return to Poisson?"

Seeing her reluctant expression, Xingsu felt a warmth in his heart and gently comforted her, "It won't be long. At least four or five days, at most a month, and I'll be back."

Navia's eyes lit up slightly, and she immediately grasped the promise, earnestly and word by word instructing, "Then you must keep your word! My eighteenth birthday is in a month, and you must come back for my birthday party. You are not allowed to be absent!"

The moment the words left his mouth.

Just moments ago, Callas was all smiles and kindness, but his smile instantly froze.

The air fell silent for a moment, for no apparent reason.

Xingsu keenly sensed the subtle atmosphere on the scene, a chill inexplicably ran down his back, and his mind instantly became clear.

He dared not linger for even a moment, fearing that the protective president would give him a "solemn admonition" on the spot.

He quickly raised his hand to say goodbye, his tone light and hurried. "Then I'll be off now. I've already given a brief handover of the equipment matters in town. I wish you all the best!"

Before the father and daughter could say another word, Xingsu picked up her bag, turned around, and strode out of the Spina di Rosula's residence.

Behind him, Navia was still standing on tiptoe waving, whispering for him to keep his promise and return. Callas stood quietly in place, his expression deep, his gaze fixed on the boy's departing figure, his expression meaningful.

Xingsu dared not look back, her steps becoming lighter and lighter as she crossed the bridges that stretched across Poisson, where the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and climbed out of the Poisson.

After completely leaving the warm and humid sea breeze of Poisson, Xingsu stopped her hurried pace and took a deep breath of the clean, fresh air of the suburbs.

Hmm... air definitely smells better without the fishy smell.

The distant horizon was clear and transparent, unlike the stone walls of Poisson where the sky was never visible year-round; the view was open and boundless. Scattered birds flew across the sky, stretching freely, a stark contrast to the town behind them.

He gazed silently at the unfamiliar yet expansive landscape, the lingering attachment in his eyes gradually fading, while his yearning for the truth of the past burned ever brighter.

The fog has not yet lifted, and the road ahead is uncertain; past events remain hidden in the shadows.

With footsteps carried by the wind, I bid farewell to my distant home, my heart set on recalling the past.

Xingsu's journey in search of memories has officially begun.

So the first step

Why isn't there Aquabus to Poisson?