Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me

"Zi Ma, you are indeed beautiful and powerful, but that's exactly why it can't happen."

"Why?"

Her purple eyes were full of confusion; Yakumo Yukari really couldn't understand Bai Luo's thought process.

"Because we need to resist unhealthy trends and not let them affect Fantasy Land."

When saying this, Bai Luo's expression was extremely serious and solemn, as if he were truly defending the purity of Fantasy Land.

Yakumo Yukari finally understood Bai Luo's meaning, and she covered her forehead helplessly.

"This is Fantasy Land, a world where the strong are respected. As long as you are powerful, you are the rule-maker. Where are these unhealthy trends? And Kazami Yuuka, your A-San is the Youkai who most supports this idea."

"In other words, even if you find a few more partners, it doesn't matter. Yuuka won't mind; in fact, she'll be very supportive."

After Yakumo Yukari finished explaining, she looked at Bai Luo, who was still in a dazed state, and said softly, "You don't need to rush to answer right now. We're not in a hurry anyway. You can ask Yuuka about her attitude."

After speaking, without waiting for Bai Luo's reply, she used a gap to send Bai Luo back to his bed and gently placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Good night, my Little Master."

With that, she disappeared from the room.

Bai Luo hugged the Slime pillow, and after a while, the corner of his lips curved slightly.

"Good night, Zi Ma."

35

Chapter 35: Slimes Also Wake Up Early.

The horizon gradually glowed with warm gold, snowflakes still drifted leisurely in the air, Bai Luo turned over, stretched while hugging the Slime pillow, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Because he went to bed early last night and was in a good mood, Bai Luo's sleep quality was quite good, and he woke up naturally as soon as it was light.

Although she acted in a calm and natural manner, Zi Ma must have recovered her memory.

Otherwise, after being called "Purple Old Woman" by him multiple times yesterday, that fellow would have lost her temper long ago.

Bai Luo decided to go take a look at Human Village.

Just as he was about to get up, he found someone lying by the bed. With beautiful black hair and a delicate and gorgeous Princess dress, it was none other than Kaguya.

Bai Luo looked out the window and sighed softly.

What's going on these past two days?

Every morning when he wakes up, there's someone by the bed, just like a regularly spawning NPC.

"Baby... Baby, don't go..."

Kaguya frowned, her delicate face turning pale with fear.

Bai Luo watched her, and finally sat back down, stroking Kaguya's smooth black hair, saying softly, "I'm not leaving, I'm right here. I'll always stay with you."

It seemed to be Bai Luo's gentle movements, or perhaps the tender comfort like a mother's, that Kaguya's furrowed brows finally gradually relaxed.

After confirming she had fallen back into a deep sleep, Bai Luo got up again. Just as he took two steps, he stopped, hesitated for a moment, and gently placed the Slime pillow he was holding into her arms.

Bai Luo didn't use teleportation or a gap.

There was still plenty of time, and he wanted to walk slowly, look slowly, and feel this world slowly.

It was very early.

By the time Bai Luo arrived at Human Village, the sun had just officially risen, and only a few pedestrians hurried by on the street.

The breakfast shops on the street hadn't opened yet, and the entire street was empty and very quiet.

After walking for a long time, Bai Luo finally found a breakfast shop that was already open. As one of the few shops that had opened for business, it had quite good business, with the queue reaching the doorstep.

Fortunately, the vast majority were early-rising workers who generally wouldn't choose to dine in.

Bai Luo created a clone, sent the clone to queue, and found an empty seat to sit down himself.

Before long, baskets of steamed buns filled the table.

Every so often, some people from the outside world would enter Fantasy Land and eventually settle in Human Village, which is why you can see many things from the outside world here.

The steamed buns tasted good.

After Bai Luo finished three baskets, he was about to pack the rest to take away when a familiar figure walked in through the doorway.

After ordering her meal, Fujiwara no Mokou walked into the shop, her gaze swept around, and landed on Bai Luo in the corner.

"Bai Luo!?"

She quickly walked forward, her tone surprised, "Why are you here? I was just about to look for you."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Bai Luo looked at her with a "Isn't that obvious?" look. Hearing the second half, he couldn't help but become curious.

"Looking for me? Is something wrong?"

Fujiwara no Mokou's eyes dimmed slightly, her mouth parted slightly, but she couldn't speak. After a long time, she finally uttered three words:

"I'm sorry."

Bai Luo could tell she had recovered her memory, but he really couldn't understand why she was also apologizing to him.

"No, why are you doing this too? I can understand Zi Ma and A-San, but why are you apologizing to me for no reason?"

"Because... as a friend, I didn't protect you well, and I couldn't even tell that you were about to die."

She bit her lip tightly, leaving marks on her lower lip.

"I—嗚嗚唔..."

Fujiwara no Mokou still wanted to say something, but a steamed bun was pressed against her lips, blocking the words she was about to say.

"You're all so fond of apologizing. Stop talking, open your mouth."

Bai Luo stuffed a fist-sized meat bun into her mouth and withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Fujiwara no Mokou felt her mouth was completely stuffed and could only chew with all her might. If it were anyone else, she would have retaliated with her Phoenix fire long ago.

Hot meat juice overflowed and ran down the corner of her lips.

She forced herself to swallow the steamed bun in her mouth. Just as she was about to speak again, Bai Luo reached out and gently wiped the oil stains on her face with a tissue.

"Ah, really, you can get oil all over your mouth just by eating a steamed bun."

Bai Luo withdrew his hand and sighed.

Fujiwara no Mokou's expression was complex, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked a bit helpless.

"Why are you up so early? Is something wrong?"

Bai Luo asked curiously.

Hearing this sentence, Fujiwara no Mokou's expression became a bit strange.

"I usually wake up at this time. After accompanying Keine to Terakoya, I come here for breakfast."

At this point, Fujiwara no Mokou's meaning was clear. She wakes up early every day; it was just Bai Luo who woke up early unexpectedly.

Bai Luo also realized this, and his small face instantly turned red. He quickly changed the subject and asked directly:

"Have you recovered your memory?"

"Mm."

Fujiwara no Mokou nodded dully, her mood low.

She and Kaguya have similar personalities. Even if they have countless hardships in their hearts, they never like to express them to the people around them.

"Let's go, home."

Bai Luo took her wrist and walked outside.

Although Fujiwara no Mokou was bewildered, she didn't refuse. However, as they walked, she gradually realized something was wrong.

This was clearly not the direction to Happy Hut, nor was it the direction to Yakumo Residence.

"We're going to your place~"

Bai Luo seemed to see her confusion and suddenly laughed.

Fujiwara no Mokou was slightly startled, and then a blush suddenly appeared on her face.

It wasn't until she walked into her own house, returned to her room, and sat on the bed that Fujiwara no Mokou finally came back to her senses from her daze.

Her heart pounded faster. She wanted to speak, but her tongue felt like it was tied in knots, and she stammered a bit.

"Bai, Bai Luo, is there something you need at my place?"

Seeing how nervous she was, Bai Luo couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Of course there's something good!"

After he finished speaking, he leaned closer, his pair of bright golden eyes staring intently at Fujiwara no Mokou, like he was examining prey.

Fujiwara no Mokou's body stiffened, her breathing became rapid, and she inexplicably closed her eyes. However, the next moment, a cool touch suddenly landed on her face, gently outlining it.

"Huh!?"

Fujiwara no Mokou opened her eyes and saw Bai Luo holding a pen, his red eyes extremely focused, sitting in front of her, carefully drawing her eyebrows and lips.

This... what is this all about?

Fujiwara no Mokou asked foolishly, "Bai Luo, what are you doing?"

Bai Luo drew for a while longer before putting down the pen. His eyes changed from red back to gold, and he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Perfect."

Fujiwara no Mokou blinked her eyes in confusion and looked in the mirror.

In the mirror.

Her eyebrows were meticulously drawn, the ends slightly curved upwards, and she had applied cherry blossom pink lipstick, adding a touch of allure.

While she was in a daze, Bai Luo had already taken out the pink dress he had given her from her wardrobe and handed it to her.

"Here~ put this on."

36

Chapter 36: Taking Close-ups for Meihong.

"Are you ready?"

Being stared at by Bai Luo, Fujiwara no Mokou's cheeks were bright red, and the feeling of shyness in her heart grew stronger.

"Not yet, don't rush, let's take a few more."

Bai Luo continued to click away, taking photos non-stop. Fujiwara no Mokou could only cooperate obediently, constantly telling herself.

Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's just friends taking photos.

However, the increasing heat on her cheeks and earlobes still betrayed her true feelings.

Finally, after a long five minutes, Bai Luo stopped. Just as Fujiwara no Mokou breathed a sigh of relief, his voice came again.

"Put your hands down, don't keep pulling your skirt."

"But, but..."

The blush on Fujiwara no Mokou's face deepened. She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands. Under Bai Luo's repeated urging, she finally slowly let go.

"Now, sit on the bed, lie back against the headboard, and rest one hand on your chin."

Bai Luo said again.

Fujiwara no Mokou did as told, but as soon as she lay down, she noticed something was wrong. This skirt was already short, and with the slit in the hem, this pose couldn't cover anything.

She restlessly twisted her body, trying to adjust her skirt, but Bai Luo didn't give her a chance.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move around."

Fujiwara no Mokou bit her lower lip tightly, stopped moving, and tried hard to keep herself calm.

"See, your skirt is all messed up."

Bai Luo's small face was full of dissatisfaction. He stepped forward, helped Fujiwara no Mokou adjust her skirt slightly, and repositioned it.

"Remember, one hand supporting your chin, one resting on the bed. Yes, yes, just like that, it looks great."