Let Klee and me become one

The sun was shining, and a gentle breeze blew by the shores of Cider Lake, where Jams and Lumine sat under a parasol.

Jams was enjoying the Sweet Flower Brewed Chicken made by Barbara and sipping on the cider Lumine had brought from Dawn Winery. He had a contented expression on his face.

"Mmm, this is good wine! It's smooth, with a touch of warmth, and a hint of sweetness and bitterness. It brings back memories of first love," Jams remarked.

"This Sweet Flower Brewed Chicken is delicious too. Well done, Barbara. I'll have to come over to your place more often for meals," Lumine complimented.

"Hmph, who said you could call me sister-in-law?" Barbara playfully tapped Jams on the shoulder. Although she scolded him, her beautiful face was adorned with a bright smile.

As both the bishop of the church and Mondstadt's idol, Barbara rarely had time to cook. But for Jams' sake, she had locked herself in the kitchen after finishing work yesterday. She had no idea how much poultry she had used to create this delicious Sweet Flower Brewed Chicken.

"I wish Jams wouldn't call me sister-in-law. It always leaves me with a sour feeling," Barbara said, her attitude towards the nickname "sister-in-law" changing as her relationship with Jams deepened.

Previously, Barbara had been indifferent to being called "sister-in-law." But now, she couldn't help but sense a hint of danger in Jams' use of the term. It seemed like he was determined to win over Jean, the leader of the orchestra.

"Barbara was not only willing to let Jams sleep in her embrace but also stole a kiss from him. If things continue like this, she might end up just like Klee!" Barbara imagined Jean, just like Klee, throwing herself into Jams' arms and sweetly calling him "brother."

How terrifying!

Barbara, being a serious person, couldn't imagine herself behaving so wantonly.

"..."

Klee, who was sitting in Jams' lap, seemed to sense something and turned her head to glance at Barbara, who was lost in thought.

"I always feel like Barbara is scolding Klee in her heart for being promiscuous."

"..."

Barbara's eye twitched slightly, and she quickly turned her head, pretending not to hear Klee's words.

Continuing to think about Jean and Jams, Barbara wondered when she would become a "real" sister-in-law.

"For the sake of the Anemo Archon, may that day never come!"

"What were you mumbling about? I've been hearing you murmuring for a while now," Jams curiously asked.

"Oh, it's nothing," Barbara coughed lightly, forcibly changing the subject. "By the way, are you sure you can catch more fish than Mr. Nantuck? He already caught one."

"Well, I'm not really sure. Fishing success is mostly a matter of luck," Jams shrugged and pointed at the shimmering lake. "When luck is on your side, you'll catch a fish as soon as you cast your line. But on unlucky days, you might not catch a single fish."

"You better get serious about fishing! It's a matter of honor for a fisher like you!" Paimon clenched her tiny fist and had a serious expression on her face. "Technically speaking, Lumine is also half a fisher, and she definitely doesn't want you to lose the competition."

"I want you to win, but there's no need to force yourself. After all, fishing success does depend a lot on luck," Lumine chimed in, pinching her fair and delicate chin, expressing her agreement with the luck-based approach to fishing.

"Klee also wants Jams big brother to win! Jams big brother is the strongest!" Klee exclaimed enthusiastically.

Klee nestled gently in Jams' arms, then folded her hands in front of her chest, earnestly praying, "Since fishing relies on luck, let's give all of Klee's luck to Big Brother Jams..."

As the girl prayed...

Splash!

Upon witnessing Klee's innocent demeanor, the onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Good news! Nantuck is currently leading Jams with a huge 1-0 advantage. At this rate, Jams is bound to lose the first round!"

"Klee is even resorting to praying now, clearly getting anxious. She's using superstitious methods, haha!"

A few of the onlookers who had long been dissatisfied with Jams burst into exaggerated laughter, as if afraid he wouldn't hear them.

"Hmph, what's wrong with these people? They don't even understand basic courtesy. Paimon will teach them a lesson!"

Paimon raised her fist, about the size of a lychee, ready to confront those mocking young people who were taunting Jams.

Just as she rolled up her sleeves, she heard Jams' calm and magnetic voice.

"Hold on!"

"Ugh, Fisher, can you endure this? They're becoming more and more offensive, even though you haven't done anything to provoke them!"

Paimon stomped her foot in frustration.

"There's no genius who won't arouse envy. While enjoying praise, one can't escape mockery and doubt. If I were to dwell on every little thing, I'd exhaust myself, wouldn't I?"

Jams cradled Paimon in his hands and gave her a gentle rub, gradually revealing a confident and haughty smile on his handsome face.

"However... it's about time I show them my true abilities. Don't worry, I'll make these fools understand what real fishing is all about!"

"Huh? Jams, why did your confidence suddenly become so intense... Eep! It's blinding! "

The girls who were just worried about Jams were taken aback, sensing a sudden change in his aura.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

As if a sacred golden four-leaf clover were slowly spinning behind Jams, he appeared incredibly dazzling, like a deity descending from heaven!

"Heh, it's because I received Klee's blessing," Jams pinched Klee's soft cheek and looked at the system prompt that appeared before his eyes, wearing a mischievous smile~

[Ding!]

[Notification: Detected Klee's desire to bestow luck upon the host. Accept?]

"What is there to consider? Accept! Quickly, let me and Klee... merge our luck together!"