There was a festival at Monstadt and you were drinking with the gang. Zhongli had to forcefully pull Venti away from the bar and go home.

You waved them goodbye with a chuckle, a light blush on your cheek as you realized how cute Venti was being.

Suddenly, you felt someone sitting next to you. It was Scaramouche... or Wanderer, as what he is known as. But for some reason, he still prefers you calling him Scara.

"...Do you like Venti?" he asked softly.