Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

Chapter 482 Notes and Hallucinations (Page 13)



The maple leaves in autumn are as red as fireworks. As long as the wind blows, they fall to the ground like a red rain of spring flowers.

But autumn itself is easily given the saddest meaning by humans.

——This is what six-year-old Manyo Maplehara thought when he saw the maple leaves falling in the wind.

*

The Maplehara family is a noble family that has fallen into decline. The family's strength is no longer what it used to be, but its heritage is still there to some extent.

The Maplehara family has a large collection of books. Occasionally, the young Maplehara Manyo is curious and looks through the collection of books left by her former family.

What was the rice wife like a hundred years ago, what was the custom, what was the family history, how glorious was it once...

Some things that are not often mentioned or even never heard of can be glimpsed in the family's collection of books.

but……

Just as my father often sighed in his ears.

"That's just the past."

The current family has declined to this point. My father still hires servants, barely maintains his dignity as a noble, and tries hard to think of ways to revitalize the family...

But maybe it was because he was young, or maybe because he was born with no idea about these things. In short... he didn't understand his father.

Maplehara Manyo closed the book.

Then he stood on tiptoe and put the book that recorded the past glory back on the high shelf.

"Pa-ta-!"

The shelf was too high, and it was too difficult for him to put his feet on it. He was not paying attention when he was placing the books. When he realized what he was doing, he was already sitting on the ground spinning.

The six-year-old child covered his head in confusion. His light-colored hair was a little messy, and a strand of natural red hair on the side of his face was raised uncomfortably. He looked funny and cute.

Maplehara Manyo has a pair of eyes that are exactly the same as the red color on the side of her face.

It's red, like a red maple on a mountain falling into the water, causing ripples.

...Master Wanye looked like he was about to cry.

When the servant came to pack things, he secretly glanced at Maplehara Manyo and thought to himself.

His head was hit hard. He probably hit something accidentally when he was putting the books back, and then he hurt himself.

Looking at the messy books on the floor, the servant consciously found the truth.

"Master Wanye, are you okay? Do you need to call a doctor?"

The other party covered his forehead, and his eyes were obviously filled with physiological mist, but he still shook his head and refused the suggestion of calling a doctor.

The servant felt relieved and stopped talking.

He lowered his head to collect the knocked-down books again, until after taking away a thick book, he found a wooden box that had been thrown open.

Judging from its age, no matter how old it is, it will not be something that the recent owner of the family put on it.

The servant looked at the scattered wooden boxes and the obviously old booklet that fell from the wooden box to the ground, and became confused for a moment. He stood there holding the corners of his clothes tightly with his hands, a little at a loss.

... Something that looks very expensive... shouldn't he be asked to pay for it?

It's over, it's over, he can't afford to pay.

Maplehara Manyo heard the movement and took a look from behind. The other person's expression was obviously worried about something. The little child was already calm enough after being taught by his family. He dismissed the servants and stood in front of the box.

The servants seemed to have been pardoned.

It's just a box. Maplehara Manyo doesn't think the box can be valuable, but the booklet treasured by this box...

He picked it up and saw that the writing on it was even very clear.

After flipping through a few pages, I realized that this booklet has quite a history.

Following the rustling of the book pages, Maplehara Manyo slowly opened her eyes.

This is... a notebook from a certain family head in family history?

*

There isn't much recorded in the notes.

The child turned over a few pages out of boredom to pass the time, and found that the head of the family's daily life was actually a bit dull.

[Today I will go to Narukami Grand Society to meet the shrine maiden. 】

[I got a magic weapon today. 】

[With nothing to do, invite friends for tea. 】

Most of the text that followed such openings was boring. He almost lost interest. Just as he was about to close the notebook, he caught a glimpse of another page out of the corner of his eye——

[Maple Forest, meeting a monster...]

and many more.

……what?

Maplehara Manyo suspected that she had read it wrong, and looked at the page again.

It really is.

The little child suddenly became curious.

monster?

His knowledge of monsters was very shallow. In his weak memory, he had only heard the name of monsters in Inazuma's many rumors about monsters.

As for reality...what do six-year-old children know?

So with some kind of inquiring heart, Maplehara Manyo continued to look down.

It seemed like I had read a wonderful story.

The ancestor wrote in his notes that he once saw monsters in the maple forest.

Looking deeper...whether it was a monster or not is another matter, but the ancestors were willing to use such words to describe the snow-white bird they met.

The bird's feathers are smooth and smooth, as white as fresh winter snow, with one exception - there are a few wisps of light blue on the tail, but it does not look out of place, and on the contrary, the ancestors can remember the bird's appearance at a glance.

Privately, he was willing to call the bird a monster. One day out of curiosity, when he was standing on the water where he met the bird, he saw the bird again.

Very spiritual.

It is more special than any bird I have seen before, and it has an indescribable feeling.

The ancestor's curiosity suddenly aroused, and he made a half-joking agreement with the white bird:

[I’m tired of looking at the maple leaves. If we are still destined to meet each other next time, let’s go to see the cherry blossoms at Narukami Taisha Shrine. 】

Turning to this point, Maplehara Manyo thought to himself - it seems that he has become associated with a monster.

Turning back again, the contents of the note came to an abrupt end.

The second half of the notebook is filled with blank spaces.

Maplehara Manyo read a story that had no beginning and no end. She was very interested in it at the beginning, but now her interest has waned.

He closed the notebook and put it on the bookshelf. Then he picked up the torn wooden box on the ground with his hands and took it to the place where garbage should go.

He closed the Japanese room where the books were stored, and what he saw today was quickly forgotten.

*

It seems that Daozuma people all have a strange "sorrow for things" aesthetic, especially the nobles.

The maple leaves in autumn cover the mountain tops, and the burning red of the prairie fire makes passers-by stop frequently.

It is obviously such a beautiful scene, but it seems that as long as it is autumn, people can find something "sorrowful".

As a declining noble, the current head of the Maplehara family wants to revitalize the Maplehara family. Because of his deep obsession, he plans to go to Narukami Taisha Shrine and pray to the God of Thunder for blessings under the sacred cherry tree.

Maplehara Manyo was taken there by his father for the first time. Although he didn't say anything or show any dissatisfaction on his face, his eyes wandered slightly and he seemed to be quite absent-minded.

Will it really work?


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