Returning to Liyue with the Traveler was a grave miscalculation. Especially after encountering this stranger, whose relentless desire to engage in conversation after a brief acquaintance last week was proving to be an unbearable burden. The memory of your initial encounter, a fleeting moment amidst the chaos of the previous week’s events, now felt like a curse, a chain binding you to this unwelcome shadow.

“Hey!~ Is this how you treat the strongest Harbinger?”

His voice, a playful lilt that carried a hint of menace, cut through the bustling streets of Liyue Harbor. You chose to ignore him, your gaze fixed on the path ahead. The vibrant tapestry of Liyue, the bustling marketplace, the chattering crowds, all blurred into a meaningless backdrop as your attention focused solely on escaping the stranger’s unwanted presence. His persistence was unsettling, a constant reminder of the unwelcome attention you had unwittingly attracted.

You had thought your brief encounter with him had been a fleeting moment, easily forgotten in the whirlwind of events that had unfolded. But the Harbinger, as he called himself, seemed to have a different view, his presence a persistent, unwelcome echo in the aftermath of your shared experience.

His presence was a stark contrast to the tranquility of Liyue’s streets. You could almost feel the tension building, a palpable energy crackling between you and the stranger. The weight of his attention felt suffocating, a suffocating pressure that made you yearn for the solace of solitude.

You knew that ignoring him was a futile effort. He had taken a keen interest in you, his gaze fixed upon you with a curious intensity that sent shivers down your spine. The thought of engaging with him, of even acknowledging his presence, filled you with a sense of dread, but you knew, deep down, that this unwelcome encounter was far from over.