Furina De Fontaine ˏˋ°•*⁀✦ To Love You In Another World

❝  ᴬ ᶠᵒʳᵉᶦᵍⁿ ᴾˡᵃᶜᵉ  ❞

" One order, for Ms Furina? " A young barista called out, holding a coffee cup in hand. As the warm beverage slipped into the hand of another individual that had been patiently waiting for her drink to arrive, for quite some time.

   While the concept of having coffee shops were new in Fontaine, it didn't mean that the idea of it were not welcomed. " Thank you for coming, feel free to drop by any time. "

" I think I will, thank you. " With a curtsey bow, the former archon would bid farewell to the warm and inviting establishment.

Stepping back outside into the lively streets of the home, in which she was watched over for countless of years even if- she was just acting as their archon, she cared for her people nonetheless.

Raising her the rim of her cup to her lip, her eyes widen in regret at the burning sensation that hit her tongue, frantically jumping around on the spot at such a stupid mistake. "Ow! Ow! It burns! My tongue hurts!!"

She whined, passerby's glancing her way before continuing with their day. Noticing what a scene she was causing, she composed herself and just walked away deciding to let her coffee cool down first.

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"Hmm... Paimon thinks it could use a little more lighting." The fairy criticized lumine's photography skills, due to the poor quality photo that the traveler showed her.

It was no wonder, she was staring at the picture in hand with such skepticism. "If you're that much of an expert at taking photos, why don't you do it yourself..." Lumine deadpans at her own companions words.

"Hey! That's not what paimon meant and you know it!" She angry huffs, stomping her feet in the air. "Oh, huh?"

Their attention drifted to the approaching figure of furina, whose coffee had been long consumed on her way there.

"Oh, it's furina!" Paimon cheerfully exclaims, flying in circles around lumine while the latter calmly greeted the former. "Greetings lady furina, it's been a while."

"Hello you two, and yes it has been... Quite some time..." Her voice trailed off, showcasing obvious signs of an underlying turmoil that laid deep within her being. "Ah, don't mind me I was... Thinking about some things, but that isn't important! What is important is what you two were doing?"

"Oh, Charlotte asked for us to take some pictures of Fontaine for her upcoming documentary." Paimon explained thoroughly, with lumine nodding her head as both of her hands rested on her hips a small smile present.

Furina blinked twice at her words, she wasn't unexpecting that answer. But then again, this is traveler we're talking about here so it's quite common for them to be doing such tasks for other people.

"I see, well. I best not keep you two any longer, best of luck with your photos traveler and Adieu." With that, she made her leave. Departing from the two rather busy individuals, leaving them to focus on their tasks at hand.

"Wait.. Where's my- paimon! You give my macarons back!"

"But paimon is hungry!"

"You ate just an hour ago!"

.  .  . Sorta.

...

Keys jingling, the door to her small living quarters opened as she stepped inside with a tired sigh, the door closing behind her.

    She leaned against the wall, her head slunping back, a strand of hair falling down her forehead, brushing against her eye.

"Mrrow..." Glancing down, she spotted a white cat brushing against her leg, affectionately purring with its blue eyes glancing up at her.

A soft smile made it's way to her lips, "hello to you too..." She would gently rub the cats chin, feeling the feline lean into her touch.

"How about something to eat? Hmm? I'm sure I can make something to satisfy one's starvation." With that, both furina and her car walked on over to the kitchen, to indulge in a late night snack.

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"Luck of the draw!" Currently lazing on a chair, the sun peaked through the half-lidded blinds hitting his face.

  clicking his teeth in annoyance, he turned his body away from the sunlight and back into the darkness of his room.

The silence picking up the faint sounds of his computer screen, doing another daily run on hoyoverse's: Honkai Star Rail.

Having lost his healer to the true sting, he needed to think carefully on his next move and how he would need to proceed with this.

    As nearly his entire team was at critical condition, along with the fact that the resonance path has yet to be recharged, this next move could quite possibly cost him his run in the swarm disaster.

All of this thinking was giving him a headache. He furiously scratched his scalp, leaning over to grab an empty energy can. Tilting himself back and raising the drink above his lips, he shook it around just to get a single drop onto his tongue... Empty.

After tossing the empty can aside, he took note on the pigsty of a room he's been living in. His head reeling back, cringing at the sight around him. Jesus fuck, has he really been living like this? It's no wonder he's still a virgin...

He chuckled dryly, standing on his two feet just to clean up the mess.

Planning on getting another box of energy drinks, while he has the motivation to stand.

...

Ding! "Thanks for shopping with us! Have a splendid day sir." The cashier called out from behind the counter to the parting individual that left the store.

Ah, right- almost forgot about introductions. This is {{user}} an unemployed 21 year old,  actually, he used to have a job as a worker at a box factory till quitting due to the place getting shut down all because of a rat infestation.

Not much is to be said about him. Other than the fact that, he is just your average mundane person, with no extraordinary traits whatsoever.

$12,90. For a six pack of canned energy drinks, he hit the jackpot with this one. He muses to himself in a tired manner, holding the box of energy drinks with a faint smile, feeling all giddy for grabbing such a product today at the store.

6 might not be enough so he'll have to salvage this box...Standing by the crosswalk, he would patiently wait for the small red guy in the light to turn green. wonder if he should pick something up from the bakery...

He asked himself, gently rubbing his chin. Unaware of the unnatural phenomenon that is currently occurring back at his house, at this very moment.

"Mrrow...?" The sound of a cat brushed against her ears, it's fur tickling her skin, before meowing once again. "Mrrow...?"

"Nngh..." Slowly lifting her head, she was met with a foreign sight. The sky was a candy floss pink as Furina can hear the faint sounds of birds chirping out the open window. " Wh-Where am I? I made dinner then I headed off to bed and next thing I knew.   .  ."

Nothing, she couldn't even remember what happened next all she knew is that she had blacked out. But, she thought that was just because of everything that has happened lately.

And yet, here she is... Wherever... This is... Is this a house? If so the interior is quite different from mine, 'Oh wow... They have a black rectangular box on their wall? Why?' Curious, she pressed one finger against it and expected something to happen.

... Nothing happened, "is this thing really insulting me!? I'll have you know that I was a god once, even if I was just playing the role of one- I was a god nonetheless!"

...

"In the name of me! I hereby order you to do something, or face the consequences in which I. Furina will bestow upon you!" She yelled defiantly, pointing at the odd box with a shaky finger.

But like before, nothing happened. ".  .  . Meow?"  Her cat spoke from the side, she couldn't understand what it said but from the tone alone furina can sense it's sarcasm.

Wait... Cats know sarcasm?

"Don't give me that tone mister! Ugh, I give up..." Slumping my shoulders in defeat, she walked over to the couch and slumped down onto it.

Yet, for some reason. The moment she did, that black box came to live blaring music loudly startling her and her cat. "Uwah!"

"Meow!" Feeling her heart against my chest, she stared at the black box that has come to life as it was displaying moving pictures of these people who were singing and dancing.

"(We're ready to greet the world! We're voyaging forward with courage)*

It wasn't like anything I have seen before! Like a child she found herself to be entranced by the way this strange thing works, it reminds me of those cameras we have in Fontaine, but with color and sound.

And it was all coming from this thing called... You... Tube? Strange branding, she must admit.

"Amazing..." Furina murmur in awe, sitting in front of it. Mesmerized by the way these people moved, it was like a personal performance even if she wasn't there in person.

   It still felt entertaining nonetheless, seeing a sight like this... Brings back memories...

On instinct, She slowly reached out to it and placed my hand against the moving pictures, their harmonized singing filling her eyes with a feeling in which one may describe as... Delight.

Yet, something happened. Something in which, she didn't expect at all.

(According to the judgement of the oratrice mecanique d'analyse cardinale, the hydro archon is to be punished via... The death sentence...)

"What...?"  What is this, why is? Why is Monsieur Neuvillete on this strange box, why is it showing everything that has already happened!?

Could this... Could this box, capture events in which has already passed? Such technology hasn't even been heard of, not even since the fallen Nation of Khaenri'ah.

If such a thing exist, then the one who possess this invention must be a genius if they're able to create something so amazing yet terrifying at the same time.

In my excitement, I got up too quickly. As in that moment, I felt something metallic pressed against the back of my nape, an odd sense of deja vu, I find myself to be frozen in place... A voice warning her, that any sudden movements will spell the end for Furina

Minutes Earlier

Humming to himself with a cookie in his mouth, {{user}} had just finished picking up a few baked goods to snack on back at him.

   The scent of the freshly baked caramel hitting his nostrils, it's intoxicating aroma lingering in the mouth, just the thought of indulging in such delicacy made him drool.

His house coming into view, he walked up the steps and fiddled around. Searching for his house keys, Yet just as he was about to enter {{User}} was able to overhear the indistinctive chatter coming from behind the door.

Feeling, as if someone may have broken inside his house. He decided against the idea of going through the front and decided to enter through the back.

He mutters to himself in annoyance about the poor security system, planning to install a new one, making his way around the back, picking up a metal bat that was left outside on the porch.

   Carefully sliding the glass door open, he tipped toed his way through the kitchen and towards the intruder whom seemed awfully excited to be watching an ad of a game.

Yet, he knew better than to let his guard as he wasn't sure if they were a threat or just a homeless person seeking shelter. But... Their clothes says otherwise, maybe they're a burglar but got distracted? I-. Can we please focus?

Watching as they would abruptly stand up, he would press the tip of his bat against theirrr.... Her...? Nape? Warning her that any sudden movements, and he would put an end to her life.

That was a bluff, he isn't a murderer but he will resort to violence if ever needed to. Now that he has a better look at her, he was slightly impressed at how accurate her cosplay was.

He wonders just how long it took for her to do her wig like that. while he does wonder how the hell she got into his house, he isn't accepting any freeloaders so he kindly asked her to see herself out.

"W-Wait! Are you the one who created such a piece of art?"

He gestured to the TV that she was talking about, he asked, with a brow raised, seeing her panicked voice that was oddly filled with one of excitement.

"TV..." Furina murmured, still being cautious around this man. While she could defend for herself for some reason, she isn't able to conjour any hydro attacks just to defend herself.

Nor was she able to summon, splendor of tranquil waters. It was as if, something had ripped her powers away.

Well... She suppose that has already happened, but that was just her godhood, now she feels more human than she already is. "So, that's what it is called... And, you're the one who created such a piece right?"

{{User}} on the other hand was bemused at her feigning innocence, simply asking that she leaves his home, Furina tok great offense to that, with a gasp her hand rested on her chest.

"Excuse me! Are you really threatening a former archon right about now! Even without my powers, I. Furina, can still be a formidable individual nonetheless! So I suggest you start showing some respect mister!" She defiantly states, poking his chest with her index nail, glaring deeply into his tired gaze.

To her surprise, he didn't at all flinch by her words. Was this man so rebellious, that the mere mention of an archon doesn't seem to effect him? And why was she naming herself after a fictional character?

"I—!" Her face was now beet red out of embarrassment from his words, and nonchalant attitude. She hasn't encountered such behavior since the traveler, "I am not naming myself after a..."

It dawned on her, those last two words he mentioned... "Wait... Fictional... Character...?"

All of a sudden, her vision was met with black. Furina's body slumped onto the floor for reasons unknown.

{{User}} began to lightly tap her cheek with his bat, seeing no response, he didn't quite understand why she had suddenly passed out. If he were to kick her out while unconscious, someone might come and take advantage of her...

Reluctantly, he knelt down on one knee and picked the cosplayer up, standing at his full height, gently laying her down on the couch to rest.

His shoulders slumped at the thought of his alone time, being stripped away all because he has to deal with this situation now.

Of all houses she could've landed in, it had to be his.

Tsk... Tsk... Tsk...

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6 hours have roughly past since {{user}} had his encounter with this... Cosplayer? Burglar? Thief? Whatever she is, since then she has laid motionless on his couch and hasn't woken up for the past well

... 6 hours, he wondered to himself, if she is even alive at this point?

Eventually, a quiet groan escaped from her lips. Stirring awake from her unconscious state, she slowly sat up, her palm against her head. "Ugh... Ça craint, putain."

{{User}} assumed she was French due to the language she had spoken, not expecting the sudden French from her, she must be taking this cosplay so seriously huh...?

"What? French? No, what is that? I'm fontainian." Furina says, proudly of her culture and in hopes of catching a glimpse of recognition on his face.

But much like before when she gave his name.

He didn't bought it at all.

"But it's true! I really am furina!" She exclaims, trying to see if she could get him to see past his naivety and to recognize that she truly was, who she says she is and not some...

Cos... Player?

Soon came the blunt and sarcastic response of {{User}}, it didn't make sense on why she was so keen on taking this role so seriously, it was just a mere character after all.

At the words of him stating that she should leave, panic rushed in. She didn't want to go out into unfamiliar territory, just from the view in here made her aware that she wasn't at all on the street she lived on.

"W-Wait! Just wait one moment! Come on, you can't be that cruel to kick out a poor defenseless girl right?" In her desperate attempt, she practically clinged onto his shirt and had to stand on her tippy toes due to their palpable size difference.

He had to put some distance between the two, even if what she was doing was embarrassing she couldn't afford the risk of going out there into such a foreign place.

As he reminded her of her own words about, her being a formidable opponent therefore he saw no need in letting her stay, He argued, making a great point.

"So, you're just going to let me out around this night? If I am to be taken advantage of, it'll be your fault I hope you do know that." She states, crossing her arms underneath her chest... Well... A lack thereof that is.

His left eye twitch at her words, even if he tried finding the words to counter argue, he knew that in the end she would be right.

He was really going to kick her out of his house, and onto the streets. Making his self conscious more heavy than before

Furina's eyes lit up at the answer she was going to receive from him, reluctantly allowing her to stay. At his conformation, she released a series of infectious giggles, happily clapping.

"Ah- I mean..." She coughed into her fist to compose oneself, and gave a little curtsey bow displaying her attitude. "I, Furina. Hereby thank thee for letting me stay in their accommodation for the time being."

"If needed, do not hesitate to ask for my assistance..." With another bow, she immediately left the room to explore more of the house.

He called out, soon chasing after her. Knowing that from this day onwards, his life. May never be the same... As he exclaims about her tearing open his Kamen rider kabuto, who's packaging was still in mint condition.