Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me

Just as Bai Luo turned to leave, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

It was Kazami Yuuka.

She was still holding her parasol, standing in front of the unfinished Happy Hut, watching quietly.

“Guess who I am!”

A pair of hands covered her eyes, Kazami Yuuka was slightly startled, and then couldn't help but laugh: “Bai Luo.”

“Why can you still guess correctly! This time I even changed my voice, smell, and even my aura temporarily!”

Bai Luo let go of her hands, feeling dissatisfied.

Kazami Yuuka turned her head and looked at his sulking appearance, her smile deepened, and she said softly: “Normally, it would be very difficult to guess who it is when you do this, but for some reason, I just felt it was you.”

Hearing this, Bai Luo's cheeks couldn't help but blush a little, but he still pouted and said: “Do you mean that I am the only one in Fantasy Land who would do such a thing?!”

Kazami Yuuka's lips curved up, she didn't answer the question, and her gaze fell back on the Happy Hut.

Seeing this, a hint of doubt flashed in Bai Luo's eyes.

“What have you been doing standing in the yard? This is my new house, but it hasn't been finished yet, so I can't entertain you.”

Kazami Yuuka shook her head: “I don't know why I'm standing here either.”

“You don't know? You don't know and you're still standing here? You're kidding me.”

Bai Luo suspected that Yagokoro Eirin's memory potion had made her stupid.

Kazami Yuuka pursed her lips, and after several seconds, she slowly explained: “I just have an inexplicable feeling that something is missing, that the snow here is more beautiful, and that I need to wait for something.”

Hearing her words, Bai Luo couldn't help but freeze and didn't speak anymore.

The snow fell heavier, and the wind blew more fiercely, covering up a lot of the surrounding sounds.

Gradually, the world was shrouded in a thin mist. Kazami Yuuka was still looking at the Happy Hut, while Bai Luo stood quietly beside her, accompanying her.

Time passed by second by second.

Perhaps it was too cold, Bai Luo moved closer to Kazami Yuuka, rubbing against her parasol.

“A-San.”

“Hmm?”

“You say… is it possible that what you're waiting for has already arrived, it's just not the right time yet.”

Bai Luo said softly.

Hearing this, Kazami Yuuka looked at him in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

But Bai Luo didn't continue, he rubbed his hands and blew a breath of warm air into them.

“Let's go back quickly, the snow is getting heavier, it won't be good if it buries us both.”

Kazami Yuuka pursed her lips, was silent for a while before nodding, and headed towards the Sunflower Field.

Back at the Dream House.

Kazami Yuuka looked at the Slime doll on the bed, recalling what Bai Luo had just said, a trace of strangeness flashed in her eyes.

...

“Hoo~”

As soon as he returned to the Yakumo Residence, Bai Luo immediately spotted Yakumo Ran's busy figure and pounced on her without hesitation, hugging those fluffy big tails.

Yakumo Ran was startled by the sudden attack, and only relaxed after seeing it was Bai Luo, letting him hug her.

“Young Master Bai, where did you go today? I've been looking for you for a long time and couldn't find you.”

“I was in the Human Village during the day, helping Meihong take pictures.”

“Taking pictures?”

Yakumo Ran's eyes flashed with confusion, “Why suddenly help Mokou Miss take pictures? Did something happen?”

“Nothing much, it's just her first time wearing women's clothing, so I'm keeping it as a memento.”

“Women's clothing!?”

Yakumo Ran was stunned.

Because she occasionally went to the Human Village to buy fried tofu, she was somewhat familiar with Fujiwara no Mokou.

Such a thing was impossible in her understanding.

Bai Luo nodded: “Not only that, it was also a pink dress.”

Yakumo Ran was even more stunned, and even more shocked than stunned.

It was one thing for Fujiwara no Mokou to wear women's clothing, but it was a pink dress, and even more outrageous was that she took pictures.

Yakumo Ran was puzzled and asked: “Why did she suddenly want to wear women's clothing and take pictures? I remember she hated this kind of thing the most before.”

“That's right.”

Bai Luo nodded in agreement, “I spent a lot of effort to trick her into wearing it, and the photos were also taken secretly by me, I wanted to keep them as a memento, but she still found out.”

He seemed to have thought of something and added: “I also left the address of our Yakumo Residence in the end. If she comes looking for me, Ran, you have to protect me.”

8

Chapter 8 Paparazzi Aya: When did I write this? I have no impression. Forget it, send it!

“You mean, you not only tricked Meihong into taking pictures in women's clothing, but after being discovered, you also gave out the address of the Yakumo Residence?”

Bai Luo nodded: “I left her the address so she could come and visit me. Anyway, if she comes to the door, you're here, Ran.”

He blinked his eyes: “Is there any problem?”

“Nothing.”

Yakumo Ran forced a smile and decided that she should let Young Master Bai spend less time with Zi Daren in the future.

Bai Luo seemed to remember something and asked curiously: “Didn't you say you were looking for me for a long time today? What was it for?”

“It's already winter, and the weather is cold, so I prepared a scarf for you.”

Yakumo Ran took out a golden scarf and gently tied it around Bai Luo's neck.

Bai Luo felt the warm touch on his neck, was slightly startled, and looked down at the scarf.

“Ran, are you bald somewhere? Let me help you treat it.”

“Cough, cough, cough, Young Master Bai, what are you talking about? I'm perfectly fine, how could I be bald?”

Yakumo Ran had thought Bai Luo would be moved, thought he would be indifferent, thought he would be disliked, but she never expected this kind of reaction.

“Such a big scarf, it could make a whole tail bald, how could it not be bald?”

Bai Luo said seriously, and even gestured with his hand.

Yakumo Ran's mouth twitched for a while, and she said helplessly:

“I had this scarf ready a long time ago. Yesterday, I suddenly thought, since we knew each other before, I must have started preparing a scarf a long time ago. So I went to my room and rummaged around, and sure enough, I found a scarf that was already knitted.”

“Oh, oh.”

Bai Luo nodded in sudden realization, didn't think about it anymore, and continued to hold the fluffy big tail and squint his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

...

Youkai Mountain.

Aya Shameimaru was doing a thorough cleaning.

Suddenly, she found a newspaper pressed in the corner under the bed.

She didn't treat it like a regular newspaper and throw it directly into the shredder, but carefully spread it out to read.

Her intuition as the number one reporter in Fantasy Land told her that this newspaper was definitely something extraordinary.

【Slime Succubus appeared in Fantasy Land, turned out to be the Youkai Sage's illegitimate child, the Flower Tyrant's child groom, a certain shrine maiden's Py...】

“Snap—”

Aya Shameimaru quickly closed the newspaper. Before she even finished reading the title, she was breaking out in a cold sweat.

When did I write this?

No impression at all.

And it's so explosive.

She looked around vigilantly, making sure there was no anomaly in the surrounding space and that no Youkai Sage was peeking, before letting out a sigh of relief.

She opened the newspaper again and read it carefully.

Her expression gradually changed from vigilance to fear, and then from fear to excitement, and finally fear and excitement were intertwined.

“With this newspaper! The throne of the number one reporter in Fantasy Land this year will definitely be mine, Aya Aya News!”

Aya Shameimaru's fingers holding the newspaper were faintly white, and she was breathing heavily.

Her strange appearance was fully seen by Inubashiri Momiji beside her.

Inubashiri Momiji's ears stood up and tilted forward, she raised her head curiously, trying to see the content on the newspaper.

However, the moment she saw the title, her face, which was flushed from tidying up clutter, instantly turned pale.

“No!”

Inubashiri Momiji rushed forward, and before she could react, snatched the newspaper.

“This issue of the newspaper cannot be published! Absolutely not!”

She shouted, and a small flame rose from her left hand, wanting to burn the newspaper.

If this issue of the newspaper was published.

Even if they hid in Youkai Mountain, the Great Tengu Daren would definitely throw them out to appease that person's anger.

After all, even if they weren't thrown out, the Youkai Sage's gap alone could easily catch them.

For the sake of Youkai Mountain, the Youkai Sage wouldn't endanger their lives, but...

Inubashiri Momiji didn't want to experience the taste of being gap-danced.

The flame quickly consumed the paper.

All this happened in an instant. Aya Shameimaru heard the sound of the paper burning, reacted, quickly snatched the newspaper back, and with a sweep of wind from her left hand, the flame was instantly extinguished.

Inubashiri Momiji still wanted to grab it again.

But Aya Shameimaru was already vigilant and immediately stuffed the newspaper into her chest, preventing Inubashi Momiji from getting close.

“Aya! This newspaper really can't be kept! It mentions that Youkai Sage, it's too dangerous!”

“No, it's not.”

Aya Shameimaru shook her head, her tone extremely solemn: “The most important thing for a reporter is to not fear difficulties and to bravely speak out. Even if the road ahead is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, they must bravely write every article. If I give up out of fear, how can I be considered the number one reporter in Fantasy Land.”

Her eyes gleamed, and she continued: “It's just the Youkai Sage and the Flower Tyrant? At worst, I'll go to the Hakurei Shrine and spend some money to hide in Reimu's closet for a month. I don't believe they can find me like this.”

Originally, Inubashiri Momiji was infected by Aya Shameimaru's belief as a reporter, and a surge of heroism also welled up in her heart. She even wavered from her original idea, thinking whether to go all out and publish this report with Aya.

But when she heard that the Flower Tyrant was also involved, her ears drooped again, and she immediately chickened out.

The Youkai Sage might spare their lives for the sake of Youkai Mountain and the Great Tengu.

That Flower Tyrant wouldn't show anyone face.

If she was targeted, they would only end up as flower fertilizer.

“No! Aya, quickly give me the newspaper! Otherwise, I'll go tell the Great Tengu Daren!”

Inubashiri Momiji pushed open the door, her face full of threat.

“Hey, hey, Aya, what are you doing… Let go of me… You'll—呜呜唔呜呜!”

Aya Shameimaru tied Inubashiri Momiji up on the bed, and after making sure she was securely tied, she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and let out a long sigh.

“Momiji, don't blame me, this is for the bright future of Aya Aya News.”

Aya Shameimaru took out the newspaper with slightly burnt edges, unfolded it, and glanced at it again, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.