[ Due to them no longer standing near the vault's door the sound of locks slowly coming undone doesn't reach his ears. Perhaps if they were aware that throughout their conversation the door was opening they could have discerned the method involved in getting out of the vault instead Xingqiu is leading them deeper inside toward his lockbox, and at last, they are standing before it.
Now all he has to do is fish the key out of his pocket and finally open the box. ] Well, I can't really say. We don't have too many opportunities to spend time together in Liyue. We're typically busy but when a holiday comes around we don't miss the opportunity to spend time together.
But as much as I would love for my casket of tomes to be waiting for me, I have a feeling that it is something else entirely. Well, I won't leave you in suspense any longer.
[ The time has come for him to open the lockbox. The key fits easily and after a turn, and a click the lockbox is open. Waiting inside is the stamp seal carved by Kazuha and designed by Albedo. He recalls that day and his struggle with his signature, working diligently through some nights in an attempt to make his readers happy. Yet it hadn't been enough, if it hadn't been for his friends then he isn't sure what the outcome would have been.
Slowly he reaches inside taking hold of the stamp. ] So it really wasn't cards...
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Now all he has to do is fish the key out of his pocket and finally open the box. ] Well, I can't really say. We don't have too many opportunities to spend time together in Liyue. We're typically busy but when a holiday comes around we don't miss the opportunity to spend time together.
But as much as I would love for my casket of tomes to be waiting for me, I have a feeling that it is something else entirely. Well, I won't leave you in suspense any longer.
[ The time has come for him to open the lockbox. The key fits easily and after a turn, and a click the lockbox is open. Waiting inside is the stamp seal carved by Kazuha and designed by Albedo. He recalls that day and his struggle with his signature, working diligently through some nights in an attempt to make his readers happy. Yet it hadn't been enough, if it hadn't been for his friends then he isn't sure what the outcome would have been.
Slowly he reaches inside taking hold of the stamp. ] So it really wasn't cards...