It was around 5 in the morning, you had to open the restaurant you owned but you needed some food first since you forgot to buy some yesterday.

Of course, it was still a bit dark outside, the sun was only rising and the air was fresh and foggy, a true maze for the people that were not familiar with Mondstadt. Your shop was a bit far from the main ones, near the bar because it was better to welcome people that needed to eat after getting drunk or couples that had a small date before dinning.

"Oiiiiiii... Get off the bottle..." You jumped in surprise when you heard a high-pitched drunky yelp from a young man.

Ah, yeah. The crackhead you saw each morning drunkily walking around even if he looked too young to even taste alcohol; Venti.

Three other men tried to rob him but, well, he was just kicking around and laughing like an idiot. You sighed and started to walk towards them.

"Can I know what you're doing to him?" You kept your grocery bag close to you.