"Jams, calm down!" Barbara tightly held onto Jams' waist.
"Klee is unconscious. How can I stay calm? Let go, I need to perform CPR on her!"
Jams pulled Barbara along and walked slowly towards the unconscious little Klee, with a determined tone. "Right now, Klee needs me!"
Barbara was infuriated, her face turning red. "You idiot, how many times do I have to say it! Klee is fine! She's just mildly unconscious and will wake up soon..."
"I won't listen, I won't listen. I insist on giving Klee artificial respiration. It's reasonable and legal!"
Jams covered his ears, his eyes shimmering with a "divine" light.
"No, you're just exploiting a legal loophole!"
Barbara exerted all her strength to pull Jams, but found herself unable to budge his steps at all!
Is this the power of an old pervert? It's terrifying!
"Jams, don't be foolish. You're still so young. If you really kiss Klee, you'll become a wanted criminal!"
"What wanted criminal? I'm just trying to do a good deed."
Jams looked into Barbara's eyes, his face filled with innocence. "Besides, there's no one around here. You, me, and the heavens and the earth know it. As my little sister-in-law, you wouldn't want me to end up in jail, right?"
"You... you bastard!"
Barbara didn't know where to begin with her complaints for a moment, so she simply opened her mouth and bit Jams' arm.
"Ouch, are you a dog or something?"
Jams frowned slightly, but still didn't stop his advancing steps.
Even if the heavens were to intervene today, they couldn't stop me, Jams!
"Wuwu, I never expected you to be like this, Jams, a lolicon!" Barbara was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.
The current Jams seemed to be enchanted, unable to listen to anything, with only the lips of the unconscious little Klee... so attractive.
Is giving artificial respiration to little Klee really that enticing?
Barbara looked at the unconscious Klee, who lay quietly, her chest gently rising and falling, her delicate face blushing with health, her lips slightly pursed, like a ripe and charming peach.
Gululu...
As she kept looking, Barbara couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
It had to be admitted that little Klee indeed possessed a captivating charm.
Even someone as pure as Barbara couldn't help but be tempted.
"It must be because Klee is usually so lively that I never had a chance to see her calm and gentle side. And now she lies there so quietly, that pure and adorable feeling is instantly magnified countless times..."
In simple terms, Klee is incredibly cute, and if she doesn't move, she's even cuter!
"Barbara!"
Just as Barbara was lost in thought, she was suddenly startled by Jams' voice.
"Wuwu! Why are you shouting so loudly?"
"Hmph."
Jams reached out and lightly flicked Barbara's forehead, reprimanding her. "Could you please behave properly and stop staring at my little Klee with those lascivious eyes!"
"You!"
Upon hearing this, Barbara was instantly furious!
"You have the nerve to accuse me! I was just looking, while you're the one trying to kiss Klee!"
"What kiss? I'm performing artificial respiration, doing a good deed," Jams coughed lightly, stating confidently.
"You're just trying to cover up the truth!"
Barbara knew that persuading Jams was useless, so she decided to change her strategy and suggested, "Actually, you don't need to personally perform CPR on Klee. Let me do it. I'm the Archbishop of the Church of the Anemo Archon, and I'm a professional in first aid."
"Why should you do it? I was here first, don't think about cutting in line!"
Jams glanced at Barbara and said firmly, "What's the big deal about artificial respiration? As long as you have a mouth, you can do it, right? Don't worry, I won't hurt Klee."
Upon hearing these words, Barbara became even more worried.
"Oh... How can you be like this? There's no hope for you."
Barbara felt helpless.
She had managed to revive Jams through artificial respiration, but Jams didn't seem to value his own life and started acting recklessly again.
"Three years to start, three years to start, Jams..."
"I'm not afraid. I don't want her to go to jail. Why should I say I love her... cough... I already said I'm just doing a good deed, I don't understand this three years to start nonsense."
Jams stuck out his tongue and put on a playful expression, resembling Venti, the God of Wind. Heh~
"Oh my, Archon Barbatos, please use your divine power to make this lost lamb regain some sense..."
"Ugh..."
However, just as Jams dragged Barbara to Klee's side, Klee suddenly let out a low whimper, her eyelashes trembling lightly.
Klee slowly opened her eyes, revealing golden irises that resembled two transparent and pure gemstones. She silently looked at Jams and Barbara, who had frozen in place.
"Klee, you're awake?"
"Mmm... Good morning, Jams big brother, Barbara big sister~" Klee greeted the two of them with a sweet and innocent voice.
"Good morning."
Barbara, seeing Klee awake, immediately showed a delighted expression on her face. She let go of Jams' waist, as if she was watching a good show.
"Good morning? Next time, say 'I love you' to me."
Jams glared at Barbara, not mentioning anything about artificial respiration, and asked with concern, "Klee, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"I had a nice sleep and feel very comfortable, but I still feel a bit weak. Huh~"
Klee let out a little yawn, looking adorable with her sleepy eyes.
"Mmm... Klee is feeling weak and has no strength. Can Jams big brother carry Klee home?"
"It's no problem at all. Come on."
Jams ruffled her little head and turned around, allowing her to climb onto his back.
"Hehe, Jams big brother is the best. Mwah~"
Although she said she had no strength, Klee, who was agile in her movements, tightly embraced Jams' neck and lightly kissed his cheek, revealing a sweet smile on her cute face.
"Finally, things are back to normal..."
Barbara watched the heartwarming interaction between the two and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, wait for me!"
Seeing the two of them walk away, Barbara quickly caught up to Jams and teasingly said in her sweet and charming tone, "Jams... big brother, weren't you determined to give artificial respiration to little Klee no matter what? Where did that determination go? I actually prefer your unruly appearance..."
"I was doing it to save a life. Now that Klee is awake, why would I still do artificial respiration? I'm not a lolicon, hmph."
Jams glared at her and thought, If it weren't for you causing trouble, I would've done it already!
Although he felt unhappy, under Barbara's clear gaze, Jams couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"Cough, um, little sister-in-law, let me talk to you about something..."
Jams gently tugged on Barbara's sleeve and said with a hint of guilt, "Don't tell Jean about this when we get back. Only you, me, and the walls know about it."
"Hehe, I'll keep an eye on your performance."
Barbara blinked her eyes, her lips slightly curled, moving gracefully like an elf in the mountains.
"Hmm?"
Klee, who was piggybacking on Jams, tilted her head. She didn't know what they were talking about, but she felt like she had missed out on something exciting.
"By the way, where did Venti go? Is he in danger?"
"Don't worry, his blood is thicker than mine. He'll be fine."
...
After safely returning Klee and Barbara to Mondstadt, Jams waited until nightfall and ventured out of the city alone.
He arrived at the shore of the Cider Lake.
Jams lit a campfire, set up a small stool, and assembled his fishing rod, quietly waiting to catch a fish.
Rustle...
After an unknown amount of time, a graceful figure emerged from the forest behind him.
The silver hair of the young girl shimmered under the moonlight, her light green eyes filled with delight and shyness, and her delicate and sweet face blushed slightly.
She was like a white deer strolling through the woods, ready to be startled by the slightest movement.
"Jams... So you really are here."
"We promised I would teach you fishing, right?"
Jams patted the small stool beside him and smiled, "Good evening, Noelle."