Lovia stood before her new home, took a deep breath, and then, holding her large luggage, unlocked the door with her key.
The interior furnishings were simple and comfortable, with sunlight streaming through the window, warm and cozy.
She walked in, gently closed the door, and placed her luggage softly by the entrance before finally surveying this brand-new home that belonged to her in Fontaine.
Even now, she still felt a sense of unreality about everything that had happened today.
Had she really... entered Fontaine so easily, exposed herself so effortlessly in front of everyone, and effortlessly acquired a little home of her own?!
"Did I really... do it?" She lowered her head, looking at her slightly trembling hands, her fingertips still retaining the cool sensation of the key. "Ah, no, no, it should be... Neuvillette actually did it?"
Not long ago, she was still hiding in Liyue Harbor, concealing her figure with a wide cloak, carefully avoiding all curious or probing gazes, which had made her terrified.
But today, she had not only set foot on Fontaine's soil but also walked on sunlit streets and met other adorable members of her own kind!
Kiara's exclamation full of admiration—"So amazing!"—and Menthe's gentle yet earnest gaze now surfaced in her mind.
There was no fear, no rejection, only undisguised goodwill.
They had accepted her.
Not as an "aberration," but as a "special" member of their kind.
A surge of bittersweet, scalding warmth rushed up, instantly blurring her vision.
She blinked hard, but tears slid down uncontrollably, dripping onto the back of her hand, warm and wet.
These were not tears of sadness but of overwhelming joy and release after a burden that had been suppressed for far too long was suddenly lifted.
She remembered Lord Neuvillette, that tall and dignified Hydro Dragon King who had repeatedly shown her gentleness and tolerance.
It was he who personally went to Liyue, he who handled the procedures for her, he who led her through the streets, he who introduced her to her own kind, and it was also he who prepared such a safe corner for her to settle in. He spoke little, but every word he uttered, every action he took, could soothe the unease in her heart.
"It's very safe here; everyone is friendly." Kiara's words echoed once more.
"May you live happily here." Neuvillette had said this before leaving.
Safe, happy. These two words had once been so luxurious and distant to her.
She raised her arm, wiped away the tears roughly with her sleeve, took several deep breaths, trying to calm her excited heart.
She stood up and began to slowly explore this new home that belonged to her.
Starting with the first floor.
In sight was the large living room, spacious and bright, with a large window (probably a floor-to-ceiling one?) facing a small front yard, allowing sunlight to fill most of the little house unimpeded.
The floor was a clean, natural wood color, comfortable to step on, unlike her old house in Liyue, which would creak softly.
A set of sofas that looked very comfortable and a low table were placed in the center, with an empty shelf in the corner that could hold some decorations.
The overall color scheme was light blue, her favorite color. She hadn't expected Neuvillette to notice!
Lovia's tail flicked happily as she walked toward a small room nearby.
This seemed to be a guest room, simply furnished and not large, but sufficient for receiving one or two visitors, like the recently met Melusine, Kiara, and Menthe.
Walking up the stairs to the second floor, the first thing that caught her eye was a small yet fully functional kitchen.
Cabinets, a stove, a sink—all were complete. There was even a refrigerator for storing food. Lovia was surprised to find that they were all relatively small, like scaled-down versions, as if tailor-made for her.
She tried them out, opening the cabinets to find some basic tableware neatly placed inside. The bowls, plates, and cups were all delicate white porcelain with simple blue patterns along the edges.
The stove's ignition device was also easy to operate; with a gentle twist, a steady blue flame ignited, far more advanced than her previous crude little stove.
What touched Lovia the most was the refrigerator. It was much shorter than those in ordinary households, just the right height for her to reach the top effortlessly when taking or placing items.
Although this refrigerator was a scaled-down version, it still had enough space to store several days' worth of food, which was very practical for Lovia, who was used to preparing her own meals.
This feeling of being thoughtfully considered warmed her heart. Before coming to Fontaine, she hadn't even thought about getting herself a refrigerator.
This far exceeded the scope of "basic necessities."
After trying out the kitchen, Lovia continued her exploration.
Next was the bedroom. There were two bedrooms on the second floor: a master bedroom and a side bedroom.
The master bedroom was spacious, continuing the color scheme of light blue and white. A bed with soft bedding was placed against the wall, with a wardrobe and a dressing table beside it. The wardrobe was empty, waiting for her to fill it, and there was also a small balcony overlooking the street.
Simple and cozy.
The side bedroom was smaller, with simpler furnishings, but equally tidy and cozy.
She imagined that if friends visited in the future, they could stay here.
Would there be such friends?
Finally, her steps stopped at the door of the room at the end of the second floor.
She gently pushed the door open.
With just one glance, her breath hitched slightly.
The afternoon sun happened to stream through the window, filling the entire room.
What first caught her eye was the massive wooden bookshelf occupying an entire wall. The bookshelf was exquisitely crafted, emitting a faint scent of wood, and for now, it was mostly empty, with only a few thick books sporadically placed.
Lovia approached and looked at them one by one.
"An Overview of Fontaine's Legal Code," "A Survey of Fontaine's Waterways," "The History of Fontaine"... (randomly made up)
The selection of books was clearly well-considered, helping her understand Fontaine.
This must have been prepared for her by Neuvillette; she couldn't think of anyone else besides that Hydro Dragon King.
In front of the bookshelf was a moderately sized desk and a chair with a backrest.
Lovia reached out to compare the height, her eyes widening slightly.
The height of the desk and chair was just right for her! She tried sitting in the chair and found her arms could rest naturally on the desk, and her feet could steadily touch the ground.
This was clearly custom-made, perfectly sized to fit her, allowing her to sit more comfortably for reading or writing.
But what surprised her the most was the exquisitely designed machine on the desk—a Fontaine typewriter.
Lovia: "!"
Her Mora pouch was in her luggage; she had originally planned to buy one herself! She hadn't expected Neuvillette to have already prepared one for her!
How wonderful!
Lovia was so excited that she couldn't help but bounce in place. The fluffy tail behind her completely betrayed her attempt to maintain a calm appearance, wagging even more vigorously, tracing joyful arcs in the air.
She was just too happy!
This gift, this study, this home... everything was more perfect than she could have imagined.
Neuvillette had not only noticed her favorite color and considered her height but had even gifted her a typewriter!
This feeling of being understood and cared for in such detail made her chest warm to the point of burning.
"Neuvillette is so wonderful!" This thought uncontrollably popped into her mind again, making her cheeks flush slightly.
Lovia couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the typewriter, then carefully pressed a key.
"Click."
A crisp, clean sound rang out. Her antennae trembled happily with the sound, and her tail even gave a cheerful "thump" against the ground.
Wow! It feels a bit like a blue switch keyboard!
Although it couldn't compare to the high-tech products from her previous life, this was Neuvillette's heartfelt gift! It was Lovia's long-cherished "writing tool"! Enough to make her cheer with joy.
Lovia slowly sat down at the desk, looking around this small space, gazing at the bookshelf waiting to be filled and the typewriter quietly waiting to be used. The last trace of unease and disbelief in her heart was finally replaced by a tangible sense of "belonging."
Outside the window, faint sounds from the distant streets could be heard, not seeming noisy.
After sitting for a while, Lovia returned to her small bedroom. She "plopped" directly onto the soft, large bed.
Instantly, her small figure sank into the soft bedding, the tip of her nose filled with the clean scent unique to sun-dried fabric. She contentedly rubbed against the pillow, like a small animal that had finally found a safe nest.
Moreover, this bed was much larger than any she had ever slept on!
So, Lovia hugged her small tail and rolled around freely on the bed for a long time before reluctantly standing up and pushing open the window, letting in the breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.
She went to the small balcony and looked out. In the tiny courtyard, the grass was lush and green, and there was even a small tree.
Everything was so perfect it felt unreal, yet it truly belonged to her.
Lovia returned to the bedroom and, facing the empty room, happily said to herself, "From today on, I no longer need to hide!"
Her blue little tail swayed happily behind her as she spoke.
From basic living needs to spiritual ones, Neuvillette had considered everything for her.
She was no longer the small, hiding figure in the shadows of Liyue Harbor but a Melusine in Fontaine, with her own home and a future to look forward to.
Her life in Fontaine was finally about to officially begin!
And her great undertaking of "Fictional Historiography" seemed to have found suitable soil to grow (with the help personally promised by Neuvillette).
Thinking of this, Lovia couldn't help but break into a big smile.
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