Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me.

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

It's Kazami Yuuka.

She still held the parasol, standing in front of the half-finished happy house, watching quietly.

"Guess who I am!"

A pair of hands covered her eyes. Feng Jian Youxiang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing: "Bai Luo."

"How could you guess right? This time, not only did my voice, but also my smell and even my aura changed!"

Bai Luo let go of his hand in dissatisfaction.

Feng Jian Youxiang turned her head and looked at his sulking appearance, her smile deepening. She whispered, "Normally, it would be hard to guess when you've gone this far, but for some reason, I just feel like it's you."

Hearing this, Bai Luo's cheeks couldn't help but turn red, but he still curled his lips and said: "Are you saying that I am the only one in Gensokyo who would do such a thing?"

The corners of Yuuka Kazami's lips curled up, but she didn't answer the question, and her gaze fell back on the Happy House.

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

"Why are you standing in the yard? This is my new home, but it's not finished yet, so I can't host you."

Feng Jian Youxiang shook her head: "I don't know why I am standing here."

"You don't know? You don't know you're still standing here? You're kidding me."

Bai Luo suspected that it was Yonglin's bottle of memory potion that made her stupid.

Feng Jianyouxiang pursed her lips, and after several seconds, she slowly explained: "I just have an inexplicable feeling that something is missing. I think the snow here is more beautiful. I feel that I need to wait for something."

Hearing her words, Bai Luo was stunned and stopped talking.

The snow fell harder and the wind blew even harder, drowning out much of the surrounding sound.

Gradually, the world was shrouded in a layer of mist. Feng Jianyouxiang was still looking at the Happy House, while Bai Luo stood quietly beside her, watching with her.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Perhaps it was too cold, Bai Luo moved closer to Feng Jian Youxiang and rubbed her parasol.

"A umbrella."

"Ok?"

"You said... Is it possible that what you have been waiting for has already happened, but the right opportunity has not come yet?"

Bai Luo said softly.

Hearing this, Feng Jianyouxiang looked at him in confusion, waiting for his explanation.

Bai Luo didn't continue speaking. He rubbed his hands and blew some hot air into the room.

"Let's go back quickly. The snow is getting heavier. It will bury us soon."

Feng Jianyouxiang pursed her lips, was silent for a while before nodding and heading towards the sunflower field.

Return to the Dream House.

Feng Jianyouxiang looked at the slime doll on the bed, recalled what Bai Luo had just said, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

……

"Whoo~"

As soon as he returned to the Yakumo residence, Bai Luo saw the busy figure of Yakumo Ran. He pounced on her without hesitation and hugged her big furry tails.

Yakumo Ran was startled by the sudden attack, but when she saw it was Bai Luo, she breathed a sigh of relief and let him hold her.

"Master Bai, where did you go today? I looked for you for a long time but couldn't find you."

"I've been in the human world during the day, helping Meihong take photos."

"Photograph?"

Yakumo Lan's eyes flashed with confusion, "Why do you suddenly want to take pictures for Miss Meihong? What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just her first time wearing women's clothes, so she kept it as a souvenir."

"Women's clothing!?"

Yakumo Lan was confused.

Since she would go to the human village to buy fried tofu from time to time, she was somewhat familiar with Fujiwara no Mokou.

This kind of thing was impossible in her opinion.

Bai Luo nodded: "Not only that, it's also a pink skirt."

Yakumo Ran was even more confused, and besides being confused, she was more shocked.

It would be fine if Fujiwara no Imo was wearing red women's clothing, but she was actually wearing a pink miniskirt. What's even more outrageous is that she took a photo of it.

Yakumo Lan was puzzled and asked: "Why did she suddenly want to wear women's clothes for photos? I remember she hated this kind of thing the most."

"correct."

Bai Luo nodded and replied, "It took me a lot of effort to trick her into wearing it. I also took the photo secretly, wanting to keep it as a souvenir, but she still found out."

He seemed to have thought of something and added, "I also left the address of our Yakumo residence. If she comes looking for us, Lan, you have to protect me."

8

Chapter 8: Paparazzi Article: When was it written? I don't remember it. Forget it, post it!

"You're saying that not only did you trick Meihong into taking photos in women's clothing, but after you were discovered, you also reported the address of the Yakumo residence?"

Bai Luo nodded: "I'll leave her my address so she can come visit me. Anyway, I have you, Lan, to help her."

He blinked his eyes: "What's the problem?"

"nothing."

Yakumo Lan forced a smile and decided to let Young Master Bai and Lord Zi spend less time together.

Bai Luo seemed to recall something and asked curiously, "Didn't you say you've been looking for me for a long time today? What do you want from me?"

"It's winter now, and the weather is cold. I prepared a scarf for you."

Yakumo Lan 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 stunned, and looked down at the scarf.

"Lan, are you bald somewhere? Let me help you fix it."

"Ahem, ahem, Master Bai, what are you talking about? I'm fine, why am I bald?"

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

"A scarf this big could pluck out my entire tail. How could I not be bald?"

Bai Luo said seriously and gestured with his hands.

Yakumo Lan's mouth twitched for a moment, and he said helplessly:

"I prepared this scarf a long time ago. Yesterday, it suddenly occurred to me that since we knew each other before, I must have started preparing a scarf a long time ago. So I went to my room and looked around, and sure enough, I found a scarf that had already been knitted."

"Oh oh."

Bai Luo nodded suddenly, without thinking any more, and continued to hug the big furry tail and doze with his eyes closed.

……

Monster Mountain.

Reimu Maru is doing a big cleaning.

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

Instead of throwing it directly into the shredder like ordinary newspapers, she carefully spread it out and read it.

As the top reporter in Gensokyo, her intuition told her that this newspaper must be something extraordinary.

[A slime succubus suddenly appeared in Gensokyo. It turned out to be the illegitimate child of the Youkai Sage, the child-reared husband of the Flower Tyrant, and a certain shrine maiden Py...]

"Snapped--"

Reimu Hōmei closed the newspaper abruptly, and before she finished reading the headline, she broke out in a cold sweat.

When did I write this?

Not impressed at all.

And it's so exciting.

She looked around vigilantly, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing unusual in the surrounding space and no monsters or idlers were peeping.

She opened the newspaper again and read it carefully.

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

"As long as I have this newspaper! This year's top reporter for Gensokyo is definitely me, Wenwen Express!"

Reimu Marufumi's fingers, which were holding the newspaper, turned pale and he was breathing heavily.

Her strange appearance was seen clearly by Inuzoku who was standing beside her.

Inuzouko's ears stood upright and he raised his head curiously, trying to see the contents of the newspaper.

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

"no!"

Inuzouko rushed forward and snatched the newspaper away before he could react.

"This issue of the newspaper cannot be sent out! Absolutely not!"

She shouted, and a small flame rose in her left hand, and she tried to burn the newspaper.

If this issue of the newspaper is published.

Even if they hid in the Monster Mountain, Lord Daitengu would definitely throw them out to appease that person's anger.

After all, even if they were not thrown out, the Youkai Sage could easily catch them with just the gap.

For the sake of Youkai Mountain, the Youkai Sage will not endanger his life, but...

Inuzouko doesn't want to experience the feeling of being caught dancing in the gap.

The flames quickly devoured the paper.

All this happened in just an instant. Reimu Marufumi heard the sound of burning paper, reacted quickly, and quickly snatched back the newspaper. With a gust of wind from his left hand, the flames were extinguished instantly.

Inuzoukan wanted to snatch more.

But Reimu Marufumi was already on guard and immediately stuffed the newspaper into his chest to prevent Inuzouko from getting close.

"Wenwen! We really can't keep this newspaper! It has a story about that demon sage. It's too dangerous!"

"no."

Yumemaru shook his head, his tone extremely serious. "The most important thing for a journalist is to be fearless and speak out bravely. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, I will bravely write every newspaper article. If I give up out of fear, how can I be considered the number one reporter in Gensokyo?"

Her eyes sparkled as she added, "Isn't it just the Youkai Sage and the Flower Tyrant? At worst, I can go to the Hakurei Shrine, spend some money, and hide in Reimu's closet for a month. I don't believe they can find me like that."

Originally, Inuzo Kazue was infected by Reimu Maru's belief in being a reporter, and a sense of pride surged in his heart, even wavering his original idea, thinking about whether he should fight to the death and publish this report with Wenwen.

But when she heard that even the Flower Tyrant was involved, her ears drooped again and she immediately became timid.

The Yokai Sage might spare their lives for the sake of Yokai Mountain and Daitengu.

The flower tyrant doesn't care about anyone's feelings.

If she takes notice of you, you will just become fertilizer for the flowers.

"No! Wenwen, hurry up and bring the newspaper over! Otherwise I'll tell Lord Daitengu!"

Inuzouko opened the door with a threatening look on his face.

"Hey, Wenwen, what do you want to do... let me go... you'll—wuwuwuwuwu!"

Reimu Maru Bun tied Inuzo Kaname Gojira to the bed. After making sure that he was tied tightly, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh.

"Kumaki, don't blame me. This is for the bright future of Wenwen Express."

Reimu Marufumi took out the newspaper with slightly burnt edges, unfolded it, glanced at it again, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.