Atop the mountain ford by Erinaceus's withered remains.
After ensuring there were no other living beings nearby, Luo Qing glanced at the Furina before him and gave a slight nod.
"It might hurt a little in a mont, Fu Fu. Bear with it."
"Mm..."
Furina couldn't help but lean forward, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. "Just how much is 'a little' pain?"
Luo Qing thought for a mont before replying, "Probably about the sa as that night."
"That much?"
Furina shrank back slightly, a trace of fear crossing her face.
"Then... then do it quickly."
"Alright."
Luo Qing nodded slightly and took a deep breath. He extended his right hand, placing it gently on Furina's forehead.
To give Focalors new life, he first needed to extract her consciousness from Furina's mind.
The two of them had once been a single entity, so separating them now wouldn't be easy.
The next mont, a vibrant green glow erged from Luo Qing's hand.
Furina's expression tensed, uncannily similar to her deanor on that very first night.
Soon, the tension turned into pain. Furina bit her lip, trying her best to endure the searing agony in her mind.
Finally, a thread of sky-blue light was drawn from Furina's forehead, like a delicate silk thread. Exhausted, she collapsed into Luo Qing's arms.
"You've done well, Furina..."
Luo Qing caught her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. With his other hand, he flung the thread of blue light into the air.
In an instant, the Authority of Life activated. Imnse vitality surged toward the blue thread, the erald-green glow radiating like a brilliant sun.
Gradually, the light dissipated. A girl's figure began to erge from within.
She had a porcelain-doll-like, delicate and adorable face. Her long, sky-blue hair cascaded down to her ankles, while her flat chest left little to the imagination.
"Hah..."
Luo Qing exhaled deeply.
It was his first ti creating a physical body for a soul directly, so the process was slightly unfamiliar to him. It had drained quite a bit of his ntal energy.
Soon, the green light faded.
The girl, entirely unclothed, descended slowly from midair. Her smooth, fair skin glead under the sunlight. Her petite feet touched the soft earth, where blades of grass poked through her toes.
"Here, your clothes."
Luo Qing handed a set of clothes to Focalors and then turned his head away, pretending to admire the surrounding scenery.
"You've seen it all before, and now you're pretending to be proper?"
Her body was identical to Furina's.
Every detail, every contour—if you'd seen one, you'd seen the other.
Not to ntion, long ago, she and Luo Qing...
"Well, you said it..."
Luo Qing actually turned back around, watching as Focalors dressed herself slowly from head to toe.
"How does the body feel? Any discomfort?"
"It's fine..."
Focalors adjusted her clothes before glancing down at her utterly flat chest. She frowned and asked, "Do you have so weird preferences, Luo Qing?"
Luo Qing looked confused. "What do you an?"
"Nothing..."
Focalors shook her head dismissively. "I'll just assu you do."
He could have easily altered her physical form to adjust its proportions. Why stick to the original blueprint?
Couldn't he have made certain areas... bigger?
Clearly, Luo Qing must have so peculiar preference. He must like them flat...
"Anyway, as long as your body's fine."
Luo Qing, uninterested in arguing with her, gave her a once-over to ensure nothing was missing or out of place. Satisfied, he nodded.
"So, what now? Do you want to explore Fontaine for a bit, or co ho with us?"
He glanced at the sleeping Furina in his arms and added, "If you're going to wander around Fontaine, rember to stay low-key. You look exactly like Furina, and people might mistake you for her."
"I don't feel like sightseeing..."
Focalors shook her head before continuing, "Let's head back so I can figure out which room I'll be using to warm your bed. That way, I can prepare in advance."
"..."
Luo Qing was at a loss for words.
Why hadn't he noticed earlier that Focalors was such a smooth talker?
"I just have one question..."
Luo Qing couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened between us before? Can you stop being so cryptic?"
"Oh?"
Focalors tilted her head, flashing a sly smile at him.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Figure it out yourself."
Crossing her arms, Focalors snorted.
"Maybe while you're guessing, you'll recall what you used to do to . Maybe even rember what you've already done."
"..."
Luo Qing fell silent.
He could sense it now.
Clearly, he and Focalors had so deep connection.
Could this be another trial?
"Alright, let's head back then."
Luo Qing shook his head, choosing not to dwell on it further. Instead, he began pondering how he would explain things when they got ho.
After all, this ant adding yet another person to the household. Whether or not he intended to do anything with Focalors, to his wives, bringing soone ho was just delaying the inevitable...
Back in Mondstadt, at ho
As evening approached, the won of the household returned from their respective nations, gathering in the living room to chat about their day while waiting for Luo Qing and Furina to return for dinner.
The conversation flowed lightly, with no particular urgency.
Suddenly, the door creaked open. Luo Qing stepped inside, carrying a sleeping Furina in his arms. Beside him stood another Furina.
For a mont, silence fell over the room. Aside from Makoto, the other won all stared in shock.
In the next mont, Focalors stepped forward, took a deep breath, and bowed slightly. She addressed the group in a loud, clear voice:
"Hello, sisters. I am Furina's twin, Focalors. From now on, I'll be living with her and becoming Luo Qing's par—ah, tool. Please take care of !"
"..."
A profound silence enveloped the room. The won were stunned.
How had Luo Qing managed to bring back another woman, one who looked exactly like Furina?
At this rate, wouldn't they run out of rooms?
"Um..."
Uncertain of what to do, the won looked to Makoto for guidance.
Makoto exchanged a brief glance with Focalors before giving a small nod. She turned to Rosalyne and instructed, "Rosalyne, prepare a new room for Focalors. Also, tell Kaveh to redesign the dining table. The current one is too small."
"Yes... First Lady," Rosalyne replied with a nod.
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