Jams pulled Paimon off his ear and tossed her back into Lumine's arms, annoyed. "My ears are quite sensitive, so no more biting. It's impolite."
"Hmph! I have to bite your sensitive spots to make sure you remember not to call me an emergency food anymore!"
Paimon crossed her arms and puffed up her cute face, trying to look fierce.
"Tsk, there are actually more sensitive spots on me, but you might not be able to handle it."
Jams smirked with a charming and suggestive smile on his handsome face.
"Paimon's not scared! Stop trying to scare people. Do you have any more sensitive spots other than your ears? Show me~"
Since Paimon had decided not to be a weak emergency food, she couldn't back down now.
As long as Jams dared to reveal his sensitive spots, she would take a bite without hesitation!
"Even if Paimon can't do anything to you, Lumine will help Paimon, right?"
Paimon turned to her "best partner," her starry eyes glistening with a hint of watery light, like a pitiful little kitten.
"Yes."
Lumine placed her hands on her hips and nodded slightly, deciding to stand with Paimon at this critical moment.
"No matter what Jams wants to do to Paimon, it doesn't matter because I will step in!"
"Hehe, Paimon's best partner indeed!"
Paimon sweetly smiled and happily jumped into Lumine's arms, restoring their plastic sisterly bond.
"Sigh."
Jams shook his head, ignoring the foolishly sweet duo, and turned to the fisherman Nantuck.
"Mr. Nantuck, let's start the competition. It's currently morning, and the competition will end at sunset. How about that?"
"No problem."
Nantuck adjusted his hat and his expression gradually became serious. "The fishing competition consists of two parts: 'quantity' and 'quality.'"
"Quantity is naturally about who catches more fish before the competition, while quality is about the taste of sashimi."
"If I win the competition, you can only go fishing with your sister on Thursdays."
"Fine."
Jams nodded slightly. "If I win the competition, your 'Wind Catcher' will be mine, and you won't be allowed to comment on me fishing with my sister anymore."
For Jams, losing the competition meant not only fishing with his sister only on Thursdays but also a penalty of "disabling online mode for 365 days" for failed missions.
Therefore, his expression was quite solemn at the moment.
When a lion pounces, it goes all out, and Jams wouldn't take his advantage in fish quality lightly!
"Hope you can keep your promise."
Nantuck lowered his hat a bit, the wind blowing against him by the lake, making his robe flutter, giving him an air of detachment from the world.
"Don't worry, I, Jams, am known as the honest and reliable Little Wave Lord. With so many people watching, I won't go back on my word, right?"
"Please!"
"Please!"
The fishing competition officially began!
Jams and Nantuck, the two contestants, sat about thirty meters apart, which wouldn't interfere with each other's fishing but allowed for monitoring any cheating attempts.
Baiting the hook, casting the line—it all flowed seamlessly!
Nantuck, being the seasoned fisherman and head of the Mondstadt Fishing Association, showed skillful and fluid movements, clearly an expert.
Swish!
However, Jams, known as the honest and reliable Little Wave Lord, lived up to his reputation with graceful and elegant movements. Several female spectators at the lakeside couldn't help but bite their lips and blush at his charming display.
Technique didn't matter as much as being handsome!
"Tch! Just average!"
A few young men who had long been displeased with Jams sneered, crossing their arms and shaking their legs, their chins almost reaching the sky, exuding a sour lemon scent from head to toe.
"When participating in a competition, he's surrounded by so many girls. What a pervert!"
"Barbara, Miss Noelle, Knight Amber, and Honorary Knight... sob, was that man an Archangel in his previous life? How many wings does he need to stop being so flirtatious!?"
...
Jams paid no attention to the gossiping crowd, leisurely sitting on a small stool, occasionally teasing Klee and Paimon, much to the envy of onlookers.
"Hey, Jams, are you really confident that you can beat that guy in fishing?"
Amber didn't expect to come here just to greet Jams and end up witnessing this spectacle. She felt a mix of excitement and concern.
"Not entirely, but I'd say about 99 percent confident."
Jams nudged the energetic young girl sitting next to him and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "As a Recon Knight, openly slacking off on fishing, aren't you afraid I'll report you to Jean?"
"Hehe, you're not the type to snitch on others. I'm pretty good at reading people."
Amber blinked at Jams, and the youthful vitality radiating from her made the surrounding air seem sweet.
"I have a friend, she's also a knight of the Knights of Favonius. She appears cold and always holds grudges, but she's never really held one against me."
Amber suddenly reached out and poked Jams' cheek, giggling, "You're kind of like her too. You always talk tough, but deep down, you're gentle..."
"Oh, you've figured me out."
Amber's words aroused a certain interest in Jams.
"About your friend, she is..."
"Her name is Eula Lawrence, also known as the Spindrift Knight. She's a super beauty, you know~"
"Eula..."
Upon hearing the name Eula, Jams remained expressionless, but his body betrayed him, "Lady Amber, um, are you thirsty? Is the stool uncomfortable?"
"Come on, tell me more about this Eula. I adore knights the most and love hearing their stories..."
"Ah, come on, stop it "
Amber raised her small, pink fist and lightly punched Jams' arm. The brown hues in her eyes were filled with playful annoyance, "Just because I mentioned a beautiful woman, you don't have to be like this."
Hmph!
Amber felt quite dissatisfied.
When she didn't mention Eula, Jams was eager to make her leave and get back to work. But as soon as Eula, the beauty, was mentioned, Jams immediately became all smiles.
He's even more hypocritical than the double standards in Mondstadt!
"I'm a beauty too... huh! Why can't you show a little enthusiasm towards me?"
"It's not like I'm not enthusiastic about you. Remember the pajama party we had at my place the other day? You... me... well, you know..."
"Aww, no more talking about it."
At the mention of that pajama party, Amber's fair and lovely face turned rosy, and she looked like an embarrassed kitten.
After all, that night everyone was wearing thin sleepwear, and there were inevitably some indecent exposures during playfulness.
It's better not to bring it up. Once mentioned, Amber couldn't help but blush.
Not only Amber, but Noelle, Barbara, and Lumine also had varying degrees of blushing on their faces.
Only little Klee, holding onto Jams' thigh, said in a childish voice, "Klee wants to have a party tonight too~"
"Uh..."
The onlookers were all puzzled, wearing expressions of confusion, "Why do they suddenly have such flirty looks? How lewd... Who knew fishing could be this fun?"