Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me.

Bai Luo stretched lazily and entered the yard, only to find Fujiwara no Mokou still standing there motionless.

"What are you daydreaming about? Do you want to stay at my place for a midnight snack?"

Bai Luo asked, then pretended to be surprised, "Or do you want to stay with me overnight?"

Those two sentences instantly broke Fujiwara Mokou's thoughts. She waved her hands hurriedly: "Sorry, I was just thinking about something. It's getting late. I have to leave first."

Suppressing the throbbing in her heart, Fujiwara no Momoko left in two steps. If she had stayed for one night, Huiyin would probably give her a thumbs up when she returned the next day.

Only after Fujiwara Mokou's figure completely disappeared did Bai Luo open the door and return to the house.

There is no concept of dirtiness in a slime's body, but Bai Luo still takes a bath every time, after all, his clothes will still get dirty.

Although the great sage has suggested that clothes can be simulated together with the simulation.

Bai Luo was extremely resistant to this.

Are simulated clothes considered real clothes? Isn’t it the same as wearing nothing?

After taking a comfortable bath, Bai Luo threw himself onto his soft big bed, rolled around a few times, and let out a long breath.

He skillfully turned off the lights, created a clone, hugged her tightly, and closed his eyes.

Ten minutes later—

Unable to sleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for a while, and an idea popped into his mind.

"Why don't you take a look at the sunflower fields?"

Bai Luo did it right away. He jumped up and walked towards the sunflower field.

Instead of teleporting, he walked along the path towards the sunflower field.

Teleportation is indeed very practical. As long as you think about the place you have been to in your mind, you can teleport there. To some extent, it is more convenient than teleportation.

But Bai Luo prefers walking, admiring the scenery along the way, thinking about things slowly, and enjoying the tranquility and freedom.

The sunflower fields are particularly beautiful at night.

The moonlight shines through the sparse moon layer and falls on these sunflowers that are taller than humans. The silvery light and shadow are intertwined with bright colors. The sunflowers sway gently in the breeze, bringing with them a faint fragrance.

In front of the Dream House, a figure stood quietly, still holding the familiar parasol.

"Asan?"

Chapter 34 Could it be that...Asan likes me?

"Why are you standing at the door alone so late? Are you trapped in love and feeling emo late at night?"

Bai Luo joked with a smile, Feng Jian Youxiang looked at him and raised an eyebrow:

"I don't need to sleep, but you, why are you here so late?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I came to visit your place. I hope you won't stop me."

Bai Luo spoke casually and walked into the house in a familiar manner. Feng Jian Youxiang did not stop him and followed behind him.

The decoration of the Dream House is very simple. In addition to some simple wooden furniture, there are also flowers as decorations.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Bai Luo sat down, tilted his head back, and asked Feng Jian Youxiang.

"Just flower tea and some cakes."

"A cup of floral tea, please~"

Bai Luo was not polite at all and lay on the table as if it was his own home.

After half a minute, he raised his face again.

"Asan, what kind of monster are you? Be specific."

"I?"

Feng Jian Youxiang paused, and stopped making tea, as if recalling something. After a few seconds, she murmured:

"I forgot. I only remember that I was very weak at that time. At that time, Onmyoji were extremely prosperous. As an ordinary flower demon, I could only barely survive. Even staying alive required all my strength."

There was a bloodthirsty light in her scarlet eyes, and she raised her hand to stroke the emerald green hair hanging by her ear.

"Are flower demons necessarily weak? Are they necessarily at the bottom of the monster class? I don't believe in fate, nor do I want to believe in it. After countless near-death experiences and countless battles, I seem to be more than just a flower demon. I'm more inclined to be a part of nature."

After he finished speaking, the tea was ready. Feng Jianyouxiang poured two cups of scented tea and also served a plate of pastries.

"Something similar to nature? Is it this handsome?"

Bai Luo exclaimed in amazement, his eyes sparkling with envy. Suddenly, he remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked in his heart:

"Great Sage, after my evolution value reaches 100, can I still do this?"

[When the evolution value reaches 100%, Bai Luo will evolve into a Demon King, and will evolve in all aspects from cells to soul.]

"Demon King?"

Hearing this word, Bai Luo was in a good mood and felt even more majestic than Feng Jianyouxiang, who was similar to the existence of nature.

"What are your current evolution and collapse values?"

Bai Luo asked. He hadn't paid attention to this aspect for a long time.

【Evolution value 46%】

【Destruction value 39%】

【Based on the current progress, the evolution value is expected to reach 100% in May next year】

Next year is a bit long, but it doesn’t matter. As an immortal species, I have already solved the collapse value, and there is no concept of lifespan.

Bai Luo took a sip of the scented tea.

Fengjian Yuxiang is very good at making tea. The tea is fragrant and has the scent of flowers when you take a sip.

“Tick…”

Suddenly, two raindrops hit the window.

“Tick-tick…”

The sounds became more frequent and the rain became heavier. Occasionally, a few drops of rain passed through the gaps in the window that was not yet closed and hit Bai Luo's face, mixed with a hint of coolness.

"It's raining, let's stay here tonight." After closing the window, Fumiaki Youxiang said softly.

"Want to stay overnight?" Bai Luo wiped the water stains off his face and hesitated for a moment, "Do you have any extra rooms?"

Normally, few people dare to go near the sunflower fields, let alone the Dream House, so how could there be extra guest rooms?

Feng Jianyouxiang nodded: "Yes."

Hearing this, Bai Luo agreed without giving it much thought. However, when he arrived at the so-called guest room, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The room is decorated in a feminine style, with some scattered doll parts in the cabinets and corners, such as arms, fingers, thighs, eyes, etc.

At first glance, Bai Luo shuddered, thinking that the rumor was true and that there really was a room made of bones in the Dream House.

After collecting these doll parts that looked like human body fragments and placing them in a corner, Bai Luo fell into deep thought.

The layout is rather feminine, with doll parts scattered around and a dust-free floor.

Various signs around it indicate that it is basically certain that this room has an owner and has only recently been used.

"Isn't this Youxiang's own room?"

[Negative. Based on current clues, the owner of this room is Alice Margatloyd.]

"Alice?"

Bai Luo was startled.

Alice Margatloyd, possesses the ability to manipulate puppets, is passionate about exploring magic, and has researched almost every field of magic. Her mother is a friend of Yuuka Kazami.

After listening to the great sage's story and scanning the room, Bai Luo quietly retreated. He didn't want to be caught by the real owner of the room in the middle of his sleep.

Feng Jian Youxiang was still sitting in the living room, quietly drinking her scented tea. Seeing Bai Luo coming out with a slime pillow, she raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Are you not used to sleeping?"

"No."

Bai Luo shook his head and asked tentatively, "Is that room just a guest room, or does it belong to someone else?"

Yuuka Kazami didn't understand, but she slowly explained, "Alice comes to my place occasionally. She lives in that room."

Hearing this, Bai Luo choked up, pointed out the window, and said weakly: "Or, I'd better go back to sleep. Anyway, the rain has stopped now."

"why?"

Feng Jianyouxiang was a little confused.

"Think about it, it's not appropriate for men and women to touch each other. I can't possibly sleep in someone else's bed without their permission."

Bai Luo complained helplessly.

"Alice didn't recommend it. I asked her about it before."

Hearing this, Bai Luo glanced at her suspiciously. At this time, Feng Jian Youxiang said again:

"If you don't want to sleep in Alice's room, you can sleep in mine."

Kazami Yuuka's expression was calm, as if she was talking about what to eat today.

Bai Luo was slightly stunned, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Invite him, a member of the opposite sex, to sleep in your room?

Besides, they have only known each other for less than two months. Wouldn’t it be too abrupt?

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Bai Luo's mind.

Could it be that...Asan likes me?

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jian Youxiang, his eyes full of inquiry and temptation.

Feng Jianyouxiang noticed the other party's gaze and looked back at him.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Ahem." Bai Luo coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. He also retracted his gaze and asked, "Alice, do you really not mind?"

"do not mind."

After getting confirmation again, Bai Luo made a decision: "Then I'll go sleep in Alice's room."

If Asan really liked him, she would definitely not be indifferent when she chose to sleep in Alice's room.

However, to Bai Luo's disappointment, Feng Jianyouxiang just nodded, didn't say much, and didn't show any obvious reaction.

Chapter 35: Asking Feng Jianyouxiang to take advantage of you

The morning light slowly opens.

As time passed, the sun gradually rose higher, until a ray of sunlight penetrated the gap in the curtains, entered the room, and lazily fell on a delicate little face.

"Hmm..." The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the dazzling light forced Bai Luo to open his eyes. His eyes were filled with confusion, as if he had not woken up yet.

He blinked slowly twice and finally woke up from his daze. After staring at the ceiling for several seconds, he realized where he was.

Bai Luo climbed out of bed, put on his slippers, and as soon as he came out he saw Feng Jian Youxiang.

"morning."

"Ah."

Feng Jianyouxiang nodded slightly in response.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make breakfast."

"Breakfast? It's almost noon now."

"Stop talking! You already said it was just a quickie, and it wasn't even noon yet, so this is just breakfast."