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[That wasn't what she wasn't hear. She knew that she couldn't get a chance to meet up with her grandfather once he has passed on. But it hurt hearing it straight out of Zhongli.

Gripping the hat, she struggled not to cry and she found it difficult. Holding back a sob, she gave a nod.]

...I-I know. But I really had hoped....

[Was it really useless then? Was she really not going to find him at all?]

There will could be a chance, isn't there? His spirit still lingers around, it hasn't been too long since he passed so he could be at the border!

[Because she was desperate. All she wanted was to say her final goodbyes to him. Was that so much to ask for?]

[ Zhongli does not give form to the weary sigh that seeps deep into his core. Young as she was, he thought that surrounded by death from such a young age, Hu Tao would understand why the departed should not linger.

But that is a difficult pill to swallow when it's your most precious person wrested from your grasp through death's jaws. Even more so since Hu Tao had more affinity for communion with the dead even among the other parlor directors past. Naturally, she would be curious. Naturally, she would harbor the hope for a final parting. It would be a cruelty to dissuade her and a cruelty to let her go.

But sometimes the only way to learn the nature of the world was to experience it firsthand.

Zhongli folds his hands together, placing them neatly in his lap as he watches the fading light filter in above them through the dusty windows. ]

If his spirit still lingers, yes, it would be at the border. But that is only if he held any regrets and work unfinished in this life.

He has to have some, it's only normal for people to regret a couple of things when they're gone.

[From what she had experienced, family had expressed some level of regret that their loved one has. Werther it is from financial issues, marriage woes, or something, it was still regret. While she didn't know if her grandfather might have some, she was so hopeful that he does.

Immediately, her eyes widen as she leaned in closer toward him.]

You worked him closely, right? Do you think he had any regrets?

[As she said so, it was almost as if he was going to say yes. It would give her an excuse to go and see her grandfather's spirit. She just had to see him again.

Just one last time....!]

[ For a few moments, he avoids her eye contact — roles reversed from just a few moments before.

On one hand, the Directors of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor understood the boundaries of life and death more acutely than most. In normal circumstances, he would not expect to see any of them at the border. But these were not normal circumstances. One being that Hu Tao was left alone at such a young age. And second was due to the absence of who should have been the 76th director. ]

I'm afraid that we were not close enough for me to make such a judgement call. My apologies, Miss Hu.

[ And thus, he left the door neither opened or closed but up to her whether or not to pass through it. Perhaps it was too much responsibility to place on the shoulders of a child.

(But also, regardless of her choice, Zhongli would shadow her movements to make sure that she came to no immediate harm. ... Assuming that he could keep up with her.) ]

[How disappointing, those were not the words she wanted to hear. Feeling frustrating, she leaned back before sinking back into her spot. Mumbling to herself, there were already a few possibilities running through her mind.

If her new employee won't help out, it seems that she might have to take a few things into her own hands. Given the circumstances, her grandfather might be at the border. He died suddenly so he should have some unfinished business to attend to. Why would he leave when his poor granddaughter was by herself with little to no help?

There was no doubt that she already made up her mind.]

...I'm going to the border. I have to know if he's there.

I understand.

[ Even if Zhongli did not agree with her actions.

Terrible that a person who worked everyday attempting to alleviate the grief of others would handle the grief of his new employer so spectacularly poorly. But in this, Zhongli could offer no kind words that could ultimately lead to false hopes.

Perhaps, though, there was something else he might offer if Hu Tao was willing to accept it. ]

Would you allow me to escort you there? I will not interfere in what you feel you must do, but I also want to ensure your safety— both for your journey to the border and your safe return.

[And here, Hu Tao thought she would be listening to the rambles of her employee telling her not to. He would be telling her how dangerous it was and how a girl as young as herself shouldn't be going there. And yet, there were no such words.

As she slowly turned her head around and stare at him in awe, she was pleasantly surprised he agreed to her demands.]

...That's fine but you're not going to say no? Or even bother telling me how I shouldn't be doing this?

[With that, she stood up from her corner as she awaited his words.]

Oh?

[ Zhongli's brow furrows in thought for a moment. ]

I suppose I could. But if I do, would you not try to go there anyway? If I stopped you, would you not harbor that regret and grievance for many years to come?

[ Some experiences would always be an intimately personal processes. And while surely some of those choices could be forced upon a person, coming to a conclusion on one's own tended to be the most effective catalyst. A younger Morax might have tried to forcibly keep the young director here, arrogant enough to know what was best for her but not wise enough to see the ramifications of such a hard-handed action.

Still, he had to make one thing perfectly clear as he also rises to his feet: ]

I do not think you should go. This I believe you already understand. But I will not stop you. I only wish to see you safely returned here.

[That was a surprise. She wasn't expecting that response either. As she continued to stare at him, she gave a small nod. Indeed, she would regret it if she didn't go for she had to know. Giving a sigh, she knew what she had to do.

With a smile on her face, she placed both her hands on her hips!]

Don't worry, I promise that I will come back safely! As a funeral director, I have to be prepared to go on adventures in search for what a client wants right?

[It felt odd knowing that was the first time she smiled for days. After spending so many days crying, it was refreshing to feel her face muscles stretch out as she giggled a bit.]

Shall we get ready? I will need a few things to get ready.

[ A smile from Hu Tao is worth a small smile in return. Zhongli also pushes himself off the wall and back to a standing position, smoothing out the wrinkles in his suit as he does so. ]

Of course. Please take all the time that you need.

I will meet you in the lobby when you are ready.

[ And true to his word, Zhongli will be waiting for the young Director in the lobby within a few minutes (or however long she needs to take to put her things in order). For his part, it seems the only preparation he needed was to fetch a black and gold spear decorated in the themes of the geo element and Rex Lapis. The vision he clasped to his back had to be good for something, after all. ]

[At the same time, as she marched out of the room, she started to look for items she would need. Gathering some food and some supplies, she knew her journey would not be easy. If anything, it was the opposite as she didn't know what might happen in the border. Giving a sigh to herself, she couldn't turn back now.

After an hour or two, she went straight to the lobby with her supplies on her back.]

And so, I think I'm ready to go! Do you think I need anything else? I have some food and a knife should anything happen!

[ Zhongli glances at how much food and water she plans to bring with her on her journey. Honestly, he is not too worried about the dangers that they may face if he is accompanying her. Even pretending to be a mere consultant with a geo Vision, that should handle most of the enemies that could cross their path.

And yet.

And yet... ]

Do not forget adequate water. How long do you plan to wait if you do not find him immediately?

[ It is a question that he is only half listening for an answer (as Zhongli would remove her forcibly and gently if she lingered too long) as he glances down at the knife. He would be enough. Surely. But also—

He heads to a cabinet not often used by the previous director but still well known to house some of his more personal items. ]

[The smile on her face falters a little. As much as she knew there was a chance that she wouldn't be able to find him, she didn't want to think about it. Her grandfather must have some regrets and had to linger around for just a bit.

Otherwise, she wouldn't really know what to think. She didn't say anything at first and instead?]

Don't worry I will! But I think I'll give it a 3 or 4 days. I shouldn't be too hard for my grandfather to find me. He wouldn't be a very nice person to keep me waiting for that long!

[Again, that was what she wanted to think. But she wouldn't afford to think of anything else. Not when she was so deep in her grief.

While he was headed the other way, she tilted her head to the side.] By the way, where are you going...?

[ Zhongli steps out of the cabinet, holding a very distinguished (and somewhat dusty) polearm in his hands. The end is tipped with a flare of red rather than the usual silver and golds that made up the blade of most Millelith weapons. It wasn't even the green jade of the more specialized weapon of Liyue. A curious artifact indeed - the Staff of Homa. It did not find its way into the hands of every Funeral Director, but—

"Only an unbound flame can purify the filth of this world."

It was quite obvious she was more suited for it than most.

Zhongli holds it out to Hu Tao, palms up in both hands that is reminiscent of the ceremony of a trainee finally joining the official ranks of the Millelith. ]

Might I suggest also arming yourself with something more sturdy than a knife. Three or four days is a long time in the border of this world and the next.

[ He makes no comment on whether he thinks the time is too short or too long. No director has ever lingered at the border, and he has not reason to think her grandfather will be any different. So the time allotted should be the time that Hu Tao thinks she needs to reach that conclusion for herself, too young for this task as she may be. ]

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[The moment she saw the polearm, her eyes widen. She was aware of what it was as she had seen her grandfather use it a handful of times. However, to know that Zhongli was giving it to her was a little surprising.

To know that she was holding something so special made her take a step back.

After all, she was only 13 and she dared not to use it so casually. When he handed it to her, she could only stare in awe.]

While I am aware that I am spending a fairly long time there, are you certain?

[It seems so exceptional for her to use it. Was she hearing things correctly?]

I am certain. You are more than worthy of it.

[ Zhongli waits before the weight of the staff is settled carefully into her hands before he lets go. It suits her, he thinks. Even at the young age of 13, Hu Tao had proven that she was wise and capable beyond her years. If her grandfather was not around to instill in her the small flame of confidence that she needed to reach her full potential, Zhongli would dutifully provide it in his stead. It was the least he could do for the long line of funeral parlor directors who gave so much to Liyue.

(And if she broke it, well, the blacksmiths in Liyue were also top-notch, and they were no strangers to restoration projects.)

After a short beat of silence: ]

But it is a family heirloom, so do treat it with the proper respect.

[As she felt the weight in her hands, it was rather big on her. Not to mention how heavy it was compared to her small frame. For a moment, she just stared at it as she couldn't believe what she was seeing. To hold such a precious heirloom was not only a great honor but it was also a way to make everything official. She really was the 77th funeral director, wasn't she?]

You make it sound like I would swing it around and break it.

[She said with a mumble or two before attempting to swing said polearm to get a good feel.]

What a rude to say to your boss...

[ Zhongli's eye twitches as said swing comes too close to his comfort from a priceless antique purchased by the 51st Funeral Director (who had an appraising eye for vases excavated from the Guili Plains), but it survives Hu Tao's curiosity unscathed. And he supposes her being distracted enough to pout is probably a step in the right direction.

...Maybe. Well, he will certainly see it as one anyway. ]

My apologies, Director. But that is exactly what I was implying.

[Hu Tao simply gave him a look. Not knowing what else to say, she just stared at him as she had the right mind to tell him off! But at the same time, she also knows that he was trying his best to cheer her up. As she gave another swing, she pouted.]

Rest easy, I do not plan to destroying such a precious gift! It is an heirloom that I do plan to treasure but if you have such little faith in me? Then perhaps I might accidentally damage it.

[Just saying.]

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[ The smile Zhongli returns is small but genuine, more at ease now that Hu Tao was acting more like her usual self even if he might be a temporary reaction to his teasing. Ah, perhaps he might self reflect later on why she was so fond of doing the same to him. ]

On the contrary, I have quite a bit of faith in you. But I also know that you do not want nor need such things sugar-coated for you.

[ He inclines his head in a bow before going to retrieve his own coat. No matter the season, Wuwang Hill was always chilly. And it was best that they were both prepared. ]

Shall we?

You are right, I would rather not. Better tell me now or else you might regret it...!

[Despite how much he could frustrate her with how much he reminds him of an old man, she was truly happy to know that he was there by her side. Even now as she continued to swing around the polearm to get a better grip on how to use it, she knew that he meant well.]

But let's get going!

[She said with a chuckle before buttoning up her coat. Now that she was off on this new adventure, she had to prepare herself. The moment she stepped outside, she took in a deep breath as if she was ready take on anything.] I hope you're watching grandpa because I'm coming your way!

[ Wuwang Hill is foggy and damp on any given day of the year, no matter how much sunshine graces the rest of the Liyue countryside. But today, it feels especially heavy. Wisps dance between the shadows of the pine trees, brave in their approach as they must know that both of these strange individuals that have wandered here in the dead of the night can see them. Even though Zhongli ignores their presence (appearances have to be kept after all), he keeps close to Hu Tao's right side, never letting her get more than two arm's lengths away from him as they go deeper and deeper into the trees.

He also talks incessantly on the way there. By now, Hu Tao has probably suffered through such thrilling topics as the history of Stone Gate, differences in meteorological patterns of northern and southern Liyue, and the multiple uses of pine cones in fragrances and incense. Whether it is to distract her or because Zhongli himself can not sit in silence, who can say?

As he is carefully examining one such pine cone that he made a slight detour to pick up along the way: ]

Being so close to Mondstadt, whose forests are much more rich with pine than our own, its also does invoke a sense of connection between our two nations. Though the trees in the northern Land of Freedom as much taller and thinner, their bark—

[The closer she approached the area, the more she wondered if she should have picked another day to go on this mission. However, as she shook her head, she couldn't allow herself to have any second thoughts. It was not or never as she walked closer in the forest. Mumbling to herself, she wondered what her grandfather would say with all of her doubts. While she know he wouldn't dare say anything rude, it did make her guess if she could handle such a task...

Or at least, her thoughts would have continued were it not for the ramblings of a certain old man next to her. Sighing to herself, she didn't know if she should be grateful that it served as a good distraction or not.]

Zhongli, must we talk about this? As thrilling as it is to talk about such wonderful things, I don't think now is the time to talk about it.

[Because really? Really?]

[ Zhongli turns to her mid-sentence, pine cone still precariously balanced in the palm of his hand. ]

Ah, my apologies. We need not talk about this at all.

[ And he pauses to nestle said pine cone near the roots of a nearby tree where it has the possibility to take root and grow into another magnificent pine. Should nature be willing.

And farther down the foggy winding path they travel. ]

Is there something else you wish to talk about instead?

[There was a moment of silence on her end. What did she want to talk about? There were a couple of things on her mind as she had to get the topic of her grandfather off of her mind. That said, she gave a small hum to herself.]

How do you feel about a little bit of poetry? Shall we have a poetry battle as we wander through the forest?

[Because that was much better than listening to what Zhongli had to say.]

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Truly it is Hu Tao who suffers in this employer-employee relationship

Indeed, she is

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