Uluru Town was a residential area adjacent to the port city, with a strong sense of community and well-developed infrastructure. It had everything needed for daily life.

Despite being only a day or two away, Uluru Town and Mondstadt Town, separated by several mountains, had completely different landscapes.

Sigurd and Kiana arrived at dusk.

Before entering the town, Sigurd and Kiana changed into clean clothes and each carried a backpack with necessary items. The donkey cart and the remaining supplies for emergencies in the snowy mountains were all hidden in the white woods on the outskirts.

Traveling light would attract less attention.

"Sigurd, where should we go first?"

"Let's take care of food and accommodation first, and then get a map."

Sigurd observed the surroundings on the street and casually replied to Kiana's question.

Kiana's big, bright eyes darted around. Rarely had she seen such a town with a strong cultural atmosphere, and she couldn't wait to explore everything.

"There must be lots of delicious food!"

Kiana unconsciously licked her lips.

Sigurd glanced at her and didn't even need to ask to know what Kiana was thinking.

I envy her carefree and straightforward way of thinking. As for Sigurd himself, he was worried about not having any identification documents for the two of them. He didn't know how strict the hotels in this town were about checking the guests' identities.

Half an hour later, Sigurd sat on the couch in the inn, listening to Kiana happily bouncing on the bed in the bedroom, and fell into silence.

"Well, although the living standards are completely different, being so close to Mondstadt Town and belonging to the same jurisdiction, in terms of government management, they should be similar."

Speaking of which, the relatively modern living environment of Uluru Town was only because it benefited from the nearby port city. Many urban workers settled here, and that was all.

Therefore, when they checked into the inn, apart from the curiosity about how two children were staying alone in a hotel, the reception didn't pay any extra attention and just took the money and gave them the key.

"Wow! This bed is amazing, it's so soft and not smelly! I can finally have a good night's sleep!"

"Don't you sleep well everywhere?"

"What are you talking about? The quality of the bed is closely related to the quality of sleep. Tonight, I'm going to make up for the sleep I didn't get before!"

Kiana said something inexplicable and couldn't help but laugh.

Sigurd couldn't help but admire her carefree attitude.

"Sigurd, I noticed something!"

While Sigurd was lost in thought, barefooted Kiana suddenly approached him, looking serious.

They were very close, and Kiana's breath made Sigurd feel a strange warmth on his face.

Sigurd maintained his expression and slightly leaned back, creating some distance, and said, "What's the problem?"

"We forgot to bring that stack of dollar bills. We don't have much money left now!"

"... "

Sigurd rolled his eyes.

"I thought you found something important. Is that it? Do you really think that currency from the other side of the ocean can be used normally here? Even if it can, do you think it's not conspicuous to use dollar bills in this town, which is so close to where we just killed those bad guys a couple of days ago?"

Kiana blinked her eyes and hit the palm of her hand.

"You intentionally didn't bring it, huh?"

"Yes."

"But..."

Kiana took out a small stack of new coins from her own backpack, fanned it out like an accordion, and waved it in front of Sigurd, saying, "You paid for the room, and now we only have this left! It's not much, really not much!"

"That's not something you need to worry about. I'll figure it out."

Sigurd replied calmly.

The local currency they obtained from those dead people wasn't much, but it wasn't too little either. They paid for ten days of accommodation, and with the money Kiana had, it would be enough for their living expenses.

Sigurd was confident that he could find a way to use those dollar bills normally within the next ten days.

"But what if it gets stolen when we leave it outside?"

"Then we'll earn more."

Sigurd answered nonchalantly, as if saying, "That little amount money is nothing!"

To be honest, with his superhuman abilities and even the power of Honkai, money was not a problem that Sigurd needed to worry about.

Kiana: "What are you talking about?"

After solving the issue, Kiana put her money back in her backpack and suddenly remembered something. She grabbed Sigurd's hand and said, "By the way, Sigurd, let's take a shower. Can you wash my hair for me?"

"Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't... get... undressed... in front of... boys?!"

With emphasis on each word, Sigurd already grabbed Kiana's soft little face.

"Ouch! It hurts! Let go, let go!"

"Remember it well!"

"Ouch!"

Five minutes later, Kiana sat on the floor in a kneeling position, her head bowed, silently shedding tears.

Sigurd raised his leg, maintaining a calm expression on his face but hesitating internally—did he go too far? When he thought about it carefully, she had only been in this world for a few years. Being too strict might not be a good thing, right?

Sobbing...

Sobbing...

"Alright, stop crying. Tomorrow, I'll help you find the best cake here."

"Is this about cake? We're friends, aren't we? It's just washing my hair, it won't hurt! Why... why are you so mean to me, Sigurd?"

The girl spoke with her head down.

However, Sigurd keenly sensed that something was off. He reached out and lifted Kiana's head, catching her off guard.

Sure enough, there were no tears, but she was even chuckling.

"You're quite the actor, pretending to cry and ask for compensation from me?"

"Well... um... you can't break your promise about the cake!"

Smack

Sigurd gently tapped Kiana's little head and sighed.

"Fine, go take a shower yourself."

"Can't you help me wash my hair? It's too long, and it's such a hassle to do it myself!"

"Then cut it."

"If I cut it, it won't look pretty!"

"... Why are you so troublesome?"

"Sigurd, you big idiot! You won't be able to find a wife like this in the future!"

Kiana made a silly face and then ran into the bathroom, making pitter-patter sounds.

Sigurd sat there, shaking his head helplessly.

Half an hour later, a little girl with damp hair, wearing an overly large bathrobe, dragged half of the robe on the floor, holding a towel, and came to Sigurd.

"Here, dry my hair."

"You can do it yourself... never mind, you really can't do it well."

Ignoring the large patch of white revealed by the bathrobe, Sigurd shook his head and resignedly started drying Kiana's hair.

After traveling to the Honkai Impact 3 world, the first thing he had to do was take care of a mischievous and simple-minded little girl. This kind of travel...

"Achoo!"

Seemingly tickled by her own hair, Kiana suddenly sneezed and instinctively shook her head like a freshly bathed puppy.

"Don't move, sit still!"

Sigurd quickly held her down, continuing his work of drying her hair.

This kind of travel, well, it's not bad.

Sigurd worked diligently, and amidst his helplessness, he didn't realize that the corners of his mouth had quietly curved upward.