Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me

The distance wasn't far, and a faint floral scent filled the air. Looking closely, one would find that all the flowers were sunflowers.

This was a boundless sea of flowers composed of countless sunflowers.

Scenery, slacking off, quietness, and not too far from the Human Village.

All four advantages were met.

Perfect!

Bai Luo cheered in his heart, making the final decision.

"This is the place!"

Chapter 5: New Function of the Flower Field - Anti-Peeping

[Reminder. Ahead is the Sunflower Field - the residence of the individual Kazami Yuuka]

Hearing this, Bai Luo's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Sunflower Field, sunflowers, Flower Tyrant.

These keywords instantly reminded Bai Luo of a certain character.

Although the specific information was no longer clear, he vaguely remembered that she was an existence of the same level as Yakumo Yukari, both in age and strength.

Kazami Yuuka was even slightly stronger in terms of raw power.

Thinking of this, Bai Luo silently returned the way he came.

With his small body, if he were hit by a Magic Cannon one day, he might not even have any Slime residue left.

So, he searched along the southwest, but after walking for more than two hours, he still couldn't find a suitable place to build a residence.

The red sun was setting in the west, and night was slowly descending.

Looking at the darkening sky, Bai Luo weighed the pros and cons, and decided to return to the small stream not far from the Sunflower Field. After much thought, he concluded it would be best to build his house there.

According to the Great Sage, as long as he didn't damage the sunflowers in the Sunflower Field or provoke her, Kazami Yuuka wouldn't come looking for trouble.

Moreover, near the Sunflower Field, no ignorant Youkai would run over, making it much quieter than other places.

Having made up his mind, Bai Luo returned to the Yakumo Residence. Before even entering the door, he heard Yakumo Yukari's voice from afar: "This kid is running away from home? You didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Following that was Yakumo Ran's indignant voice: "Zi Daren, what nonsense are you talking about!"

What do you mean running away from home?

What do you mean doing something to him??

Bai Luo gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger.

If he hadn't fought her before, he would definitely swallow Yakumo Yukari into his stomach and lock her in a dark room.

As if sensing something, Yakumo Yukari turned her head and saw Bai Luo standing not far away, glaring at her fiercely.

She didn't mind, letting out a light laugh:

"Oh my, you're back so soon? Do you find it cold outside, or are you feeling lonely and homesick?"

Bai Luo clenched his fists, chanting inwardly.

Endure! Endure!

Endure again!

He couldn't beat this old woman now, but when he became strong in the future, he would settle all the scores!!

"Ara~ Why the long face? Did something fun happen? Tell me about it, let me make you happy."

Seeing Bai Luo's pouty look, Yakumo Yukari felt playful and even pinched Bai Luo's cheek.

While playing, she also teased him with words.

Above the character for 'endure' is a knife.

When endurance reaches its limit, there is no need to endure further; pick up the knife and fight.

"Turtle Yakumo, die!"

Bai Luo lunged fiercely, his body simultaneously transforming into a blue liquid, intending to swallow the person opposite him. However, before he could get close to Yakumo Yukari, a gap suddenly appeared in between, swallowing him instead.

The next second, Bai Luo was thrown out by the gap, falling to the ground with a yelp of pain.

"Purple Old Woman, if you have the guts, don't use your gap!"

Bai Luo waved his fists indignantly. As soon as he said this, Yakumo Ran, who had been watching silently, stiffened instantly, looking at Bai Luo with reverence.

This address, besides the one in the Sunflower Field, who else would dare to call her that?

Seeing Yakumo Yukari's increasingly pale face, Yakumo Ran didn't hesitate to escape to the kitchen, fearing she would be caught in the crossfire.

.....

An hour later.

Bai Luo sat at the table, looking aggrieved. He used one hand to pick up food with chopsticks and the other hand also continuously stuffed things into his mouth, chewing forcefully, as if treating the food as a certain person.

Yakumo Yukari was also in a bad mood, a hint of gloom still visible on her face as she gobbled down her meal.

The strange atmosphere made Yakumo Ran shrink her neck, silently raising Bai Luo's status in her heart by another notch.

Even in the kitchen, she had heard the sounds of the two fighting clearly just now.

In front of Zi Daren, Young Master Bai had used every word he could think of.

Just from the words exchanged during their argument, Yakumo Ran could imagine how bad her mistress's face must have been at the time.

Even so, Young Master Bai only suffered some harmless superficial injuries in the end.

This shows that Zi Daren's doting on Young Master Bai is not ordinary.

"Ran, do you know where in the Human Village they sell materials needed to build a house?" Bai Luo suddenly asked.

Yakumo Ran paused and asked, "Have you decided where to build the house?"

Bai Luo nodded, pointing in the direction of the Sunflower Field:

"Keep walking that way, isn't there a small stream? There's also a large Flower Field next to it. That spot will do."

"Pfft—cough cough..."

Yakumo Yukari, who was next to him, sprayed out all the tea she had just drunk. Ignoring the need to wipe herself, she quickly asked:

"You didn't go into that Flower Field, did you? You didn't pick the flowers there, did you?"

Seeing Yakumo Yukari's reaction and following the direction of Bai Luo's finger, Yakumo Ran also realized where the place he had chosen was. She swallowed her saliva, nervously waiting for Bai Luo's reply.

Fortunately, Bai Luo shook his head: "By the time I chose the place, it was already dark, so I just came back first."

Hearing this, Yakumo Yukari and Yakumo Ran both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Bai, I'll accompany you to look at other places tomorrow. The area you chose is too dangerous."

Yakumo Ran said seriously. Bai Luo hesitated for a moment but still shook his head.

"I've looked around the whole area. I think that place is quite good."

"Do you know what that Flower Field is?"

"The Sunflower Field...?"

Yakumo Ran stiffened slightly, then continued to ask:

"Then do you know who the owner of that Flower Field is?"

"Kazami Yuuka, the Youkai of flowers, known as the Flower Tyrant and the Master of the Four Seasons' Flowers."

Yakumo Ran was speechless, unsure what to say. She didn't understand why he insisted on moving there when he clearly knew everything.

Yakumo Yukari's expression was also strange. She thought to herself, she only slept for half a day, could this Little One have been tricked by Yuuka into planting flowers?

Seeing their increasingly strange expressions, Bai Luo was puzzled:

"What are you two doing? Why are you both looking at me with such strange eyes?"

Yakumo Yukari coughed and asked:

"Why do you insist on choosing a place next to the Sunflower Field? Aren't other places pretty good too? Ran should have taken you to see them."

"Those places are indeed all good."

Bai Luo blinked, resting his chin in his hand and slowly said:

"But the place I chose not only has all the advantages of other places, but also a unique advantage."

Hearing this, Yakumo Yukari and Yakumo Ran both became interested.

Yakumo Yukari asked curiously, "Oh? What advantage?"

Bai Luo looked in the direction of the Sunflower Field and answered seriously, "It's close to the Sunflower Field, so I won't be peeped on."

Hearing this explanation, Yakumo Yukari and Yakumo Ran were stunned.

Yakumo Yukari was the first to recover, a vein popping on her forehead. She gave Bai Luo a hard flick on the forehead.

Moving out to live, and even talking about preventing peeping, wasn't he clearly implying something about herself?

Chapter 6: Meihong

After much effort, Bai Luo finally settled the matter.

The next day, he got up early and went to the Human Village to purchase the materials needed to build the house.

With the help of the Great Sage, in just half a day, the rough shape of the house was vaguely visible.

"As expected of the Great Sage. At this rate, it will be completed in just a few days."

Bai Luo looked excited.

If he, a clumsy person, had to do it himself, it would probably take until the year of the monkey and horse.

[Normal]

"Did you just say something, Great Sage?"

[Notification. Illusion]

The Great Sage denied it, but Bai Luo could detect her pleasant mood from her tone. He murmured softly:

"Actually, when I first transmigrated here, I was quite panicked, but when I heard your voice and knew you had also transmigrated with me, I instantly felt at ease."

Bai Luo wasn't lying. Not only this transmigration, but also the previous world was the same.

When he first transmigrated to the previous world, its danger level was no less than Fantasy Land.

For him, who had no power at the time and was just a weak Slime, arriving in this unfamiliar wasteland world was despairing.

It was then that the Great Sage appeared.

Although the Great Sage claimed to be his skill and a tool, through repeated help and daily interactions, Bai Luo had long regarded her as family.

As long as the Great Sage was there, he inexplicably felt a sense of security.

The Great Sage didn't reply, but Bai Luo knew that she was probably in a good mood now.

Bai Luo continued to build his house until night fell before stopping his work and returning to the Yakumo Residence.

Due to the characteristics of a Slime, Bai Luo would not be affected even if he didn't sleep for three days and three nights.

However, due to his long-standing habit, he would still sleep for a while every day.

The third day was the same.

The fourth day, the fifth day... until noon on the sixth day, a brand new house finally came into view.

Bai Luo looked at this small house, his face full of joy.

Although it was not as luxurious and magnificent as the Yakumo Residence, as the first house he built himself, the sense of accomplishment in his heart was naturally inexpressible.

He was already very satisfied.