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Dearest Comrade of Watatsumi,
There’s a boy from Mondstadt you dropped into your magic teapot and it’s taking all I have to keep him safe! If you plant him on a boulder, he’ll fall off; if you sit him near a stove, he’ll get a burn. I looked away to get a bandage out and he’d tripped over a weasel! It doesn’t seem to be all the time though – when I was talking to your friend from Snezhnaya, he slipped asleep in my bed. I was going to give my key to your teapot back with this letter, but I’ve changed my mind. I should have trusted your plan from the start.
Thank you for the excellent training program!
Yours with kindness,
-General Gorou