After making an agreement with Makoto, the sensible Qiqi realized that Makoto needed rest.
She did not continue to disturb Makoto, but returned to her room to play with Little Sparrow.
As for Makoto, he was originally very sleepy, but after telling stories to the two little girls, he unexpectedly felt much more energized.
At this moment, Makoto was lying bored on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and began to contemplate life.
Currently, Ningguang and Qiqi's friendship levels with him had already reached the mid-stage.
If he wanted to continue to raise them to higher levels, it would require some time to settle.
During this process, he could try to increase the friendship of other female characters.
Makoto quickly thought of Ganyu and Yae Miko, who was about to arrive in Liyue.
Currently, the friendship levels of these two female characters with Makoto were low.
In fact, Yae Miko didn't even know Makoto yet, so there was no friendship to speak of.
This also meant that there was a lot of friendship that could be increased.
However, each female character had a different personality, and the methods for increasing friendship also varied.
Take Ganyu, for example.
She was the type of person who was slow to warm up and a bit dense when it came to emotions.
It wouldn't be easy to increase Ganyu's friendship.
A better way would be to help her share her work pressure, accompany her during overtime, and so on.
But as things stood, even if Makoto wanted to help Ganyu with her work, he was powerless to do so.
This was because he hadn't even familiarized himself with the vast terrain of Liyue.
If he forcibly tried to help Ganyu, he might end up making things worse.
He could only wait for an opportunity to help Ganyu share her burden in the future.
As for Yae Miko, she was a more suitable target for increasing friendship.
This was because Yae Miko had two rather obvious hobbies: reading novels and eating delicious food.
She especially loved reading novels.
As the chief editor of Yae Publishing House, Yae Miko spent her days passing the time by reading novels.
And Makoto also planned to use novels as a starting point.
One must know that as a transmigrator, Makoto had read no shortage of novels before his transmigration.
Although he couldn't remember the entire content of a novel, he could still recall some famous scenes.
No sooner said than done, Makoto immediately sat at the desk and began to write furiously.
The first paragraph he wrote was: "Makoto's college entrance examination results were not ideal."
Makoto paused slightly, thought carefully, and then crossed out the first line.
No, Yae Miko probably liked to read novels that could be published externally.
She might not necessarily like this kind of novel that was suitable for individual appreciation.
So what should he write?
Makoto thought for a moment and immediately had an idea, then lowered his head and quickly began to write.
...
As the first ray of morning sunlight streamed through the window onto the desk, Makoto slowly opened his eyes.
He forgot when he stopped writing the novel last night.
He only remembered that he wrote and wrote, then vaguely fell asleep lie on the desk.
When he woke up again, it was already dawn.
Makoto stretched a little, looking at the thick notebook filled with stories, he was very satisfied.
Makoto wrote a story about a girl named Lumine who unexpectedly came to Teyvat.
Along the way, she successively met the God of Wind, the God of Rock, and the God of Thunder.
Among them, Makoto also wrote the plot of 'the assassination of the Archon and the sealing of the scene' in great detail.
For no other reason than to walk the Archon's path and leave the Archon with no path to take.
Morax, that old sly fox, wanted to retire and slack off, but Makoto wouldn't allow it.
Soon, Makoto put away the novel and walked out of the room.
Perhaps because it was too early, Ningguang had not yet woken up.
As for Qiqi, the little girl was diligently doing flexibility exercises early in the morning.
No, to be precise, she had been doing flexibility exercises all night without stopping.
To be able to live like a normal person, Qiqi was truly working hard.
Makoto did not disturb her, but quietly exited the room.
Having stayed up late writing novels last night, plus waking up early this morning, Makoto was already starving and ready to eat breakfast to fill his stomach.
However, he did not go directly to a restaurant to buy ready-made breakfast.
Mainly, he was too lazy to go out early in the morning.
Actually, Makoto had another idea, which was to cook himself.
One must know that Makoto did not know how to cook before transmigrating.
The dishes he made, even the dog at home would shake its head after seeing them and then cook three dishes and a soup overnight.
From this, it was clear that Makoto's cooking was pure dark cuisine, comparable to the Raiden Shogun.
He wanted to try the effect of the Talent 'Mystic Enhancement' to see to what extent it could enhance items.
If this Talent could even save his cooking skills, then that would be truly amazing.
Fortunately, he didn't need to go out to buy groceries; there were already some ingredients left in the kitchen.
Those were bought by Yu Jin's mother earlier, and she had also told Makoto that he could use those ingredients freely.
Makoto also adhered to the principle of not wasting, so he picked up some ingredients, such as sweet flower and jueyun chili, and then threw them into the pot.
During the stir-frying process, he tried his best to make the dishes in the pot look like actual dishes.
Makoto originally thought this cooking attempt was a failure, but to his surprise, when the dish was served on the plate, it was unexpectedly delicious.
This had nothing to do with Makoto's cooking skills; it was entirely due to the Talent 'Mystic Enhancement' improving the taste of the dish.
It was no exaggeration to say that with this Talent, even Makoto could become a great chef.
After that, Makoto made several more breakfast dishes.
He tasted a little of each, and they were all unexpectedly delicious.
Soon, Makoto ran to Ningguang and Qiqi's rooms, calling the two little girls out for breakfast.
As for Ningguang's mother, she needed rest, so Makoto did not disturb her, but left a portion of breakfast for her.
He figured Ningguang's mother would likely see the breakfast when she woke up later.
Ningguang walked out of the room, rubbing her eyes.
She looked sleepy.
But when the little girl saw the dishes laid out on the dining table, she immediately perked up.
Ningguang looked up at Makoto and asked confusedly, "Brother Makoto, did you buy breakfast from Wanmin Restaurant?"
Makoto shook his head and replied with a light chuckle, "No, I made this myself. Try it and see how it tastes."
Ningguang took a spoonful of breakfast with her spoon and put it in her mouth, her eyes immediately lit up, and she said happily, "It's delicious! Brother Makoto is amazing, he can even cook!"
Qiqi, who was beside her, also tasted the breakfast, then softly said, "Qiqi... can't taste anything..."
"But... Makoto is amazing..."
Qiqi couldn't taste anything and didn't feel hungry, so she didn't eat breakfast and let Makoto and Ningguang eat instead.
She then took out the birdcage from her room, and afterwards, used the leftover breadcrumbs from Makoto's breakfast to feed the two Little Sparrows.
It was clear that Qiqi regarded the two Little Sparrows as very important friends, and her first thought was not to let the Little Sparrows go hungry.
Seeing the adorable appearance of the two Little One, Makoto couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, hurry up and wash up, breakfast is almost ready."
Ningguang nodded, then pulled Qiqi to wash up.
Makoto took this opportunity to push open the front door of the house, letting in some fresh air.
The two Little Sparrows in the birdcage also actively flapped their wings, making chirping sounds.
As soon as Makoto pushed open the door, he saw Ganyu directly in front of him.
Ganyu certainly wasn't just passing by; it seemed like she had been standing there for a long time.
Makoto guessed that Ganyu probably had something to find him for, but was afraid of disturbing his rest, so she had been waiting at the door, unsure how long she had been waiting.