Gensokyo, I am a slime, everyone loves me

Her body recovered in the blink of an eye.

Kaguya smiled with difficulty; although her body had recovered, the area near her heart ached even more.

"What are you smiling at?"

Kazami Yuuka asked, her eyes cold.

"Kaguya is laughing at your arrogance, thinking you still have the right to accept his love at this point!"

Kaguya roared, tears blurring her vision.

The coldness in her scarlet eyes intensified, filled with killing intent. Just as Kazami Yuuka was about to fire another Magic Cannon—

"He's dead."

Kaguya's tone was flat, only speaking three words.

Hearing this, Kazami Yuuka's pupils contracted sharply, and her right hand holding the parasol froze.

"He's already dead! He died two days ago..."

"Boom—!"

A Magic Cannon interrupted Kaguya, blasting her entire head into pieces.

"Impossible, he couldn't possibly be dead. He was perfectly fine just a month ago."

Kazami Yuuka took a deep breath and calmly denied it.

Disbelief.

She completely disbelieved what Kaguya said.

The Little One's own strength wasn't weak; even if he couldn't win, escaping wouldn't be a problem.

What's more, who didn't know the Little One was her person?

How could he possibly be dead?

Impossible.

This is definitely false.

"I'll give you one more chance."

Kazami Yuuka spoke coldly, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Where is he?"

Kaguya's body had recovered by now, and she smiled mournfully.

"You want to find him? Too bad, you can't find him anymore."

"Boom boom boom—!"

Another Magic Cannon blasted out, instantly blowing Kaguya into dust.

"Tell me! Where is he!!"

Kazami Yuuka's voice grew a few shades louder. She gripped the parasol handle with both hands, veins bulging on the back of her hands, showing her inner turmoil.

She didn't believe it.

She didn't believe the Little One would leave so easily.

She didn't believe the Little One would die so silently.

"He's already dead."

Kaguya repeated her previous words.

"You can go see if the Happy Hut is still there, if his figure is still at the Yakumo Residence. You can also go ask Yakumo Yukari, ask her if Bai Luo is truly dead."

"Boom—!"

Another Magic Cannon blasted out, instantly turning the target to ash.

Kazami Yuuka closed her eyes, trying to suppress her emotions, forcing herself to calm down.

But she couldn't calm down.

Dazed.

Lost.

Fear.

Her heart was in turmoil, unable to settle.

The Little One is dead?

How could that be?

They had clearly promised, promised to watch the snow together.

How could he break his promise?

The Little One couldn't possibly break his promise; he loved drinking milk tea the most.

Thoughts were chaotic.

A chaos she had never experienced before; her hands, even her whole body, were trembling.

Was it fear?

She actually felt panic.

For a thousand years, she had never feared anything, not even in the most desperate situations.

But why...

Why is it like this now?

She had clearly prepared herself, she had clearly decided to accept him.

Why is this happening?

She couldn't sort out her feelings.

"No, this is all fake. He must be alive."

She muttered to herself, her voice filled with panic.

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Chapter Ninety-Seven: Did you cry... That's good.

No way.

No way, no way.

The Little One is definitely not dead, he definitely won't die.

He had clearly said they would watch the snow together; the Little One had promised her.

The Little One wouldn't lie to her.

"Stop deceiving yourself, he's already dead!"

Kaguya's voice rang out, unusually harsh, making Kazami Yuuka tremble and snap back to reality.

"Boom—!"

"Shut up!"

Another Magic Cannon struck, blasting towards Kaguya and scattering half of her body again.

However.

The next moment, Kaguya's body quickly reformed.

She stood firm again, her voice hoarse: "Actually, Kaguya envies you, even jealous of you. Among so many people, he just happened to love you."

Kazami Yuuka clenched the parasol handle, her eyes gloomy and dark, the surrounding atmosphere dropping to freezing point.

"Have you said enough?"

"Enough? How could that be!"

Kaguya suddenly started laughing.

"More than envy, Kaguya hates you! Why did it have to be you? Why did you just happen not to accept? If you don't accept, then refuse!! Go ahead and refuse!!!"

Kaguya spoke each word through gritted teeth. By the end, she was practically screaming hoarsely, hysterical.

Kazami Yuuka's knuckles gripping the parasol handle had turned white.

Every word Kaguya spoke was like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into her heart, giving her no peace.

"Why! Why did it have to be you?! Why wasn't it someone else, why... why wasn't it Kaguya..."

Kaguya's voice became more choked, tears streaming down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground and creating ripples.

Kazami Yuuka didn't know how to answer for a moment, lightly biting her lip:

"I just need a little time."

"Time?"

Kaguya laughed mockingly, "But do you know that what he lacked most was time!"

Her questioning plunged Kazami Yuuka into silence. After a long while, she spoke:

"Go away, I want to be alone."

Hearing her words, Kaguya was stunned for a second.

Kazami Yuuka closed her parasol, her face still completely expressionless, as calm as ever, no different from usual.

She didn't shed tears, not even the corners of her eyes were red.

Seeing this, Kaguya gave a miserable smile.

"That's right, you are Kazami Yuuka, the legendary Flower Tyrant. How could you care about a small Youkai?"

Kaguya smiled, as if laughing at Bai Luo, as if laughing at herself, and as if laughing at the Flower Tyrant before her.

Kazami Yuuka trembled slightly, but still didn't speak, only pursed her thin lips and turned to leave.

After Kazami Yuuka's figure completely disappeared from sight, Kaguya sat on the ground powerlessly, buried her face in her knees, and started to cry bitterly.

...

Dazed.

Her mind was blank.

Kazami Yuuka lifted her head and found she was back at the Dream House.

Everything was too sudden.

So sudden that she was caught off guard.

The Little One is dead, he's really dead.

What should she do?

What should she do?

Kazami Yuuka felt this sense of powerlessness for the first time.

"Yakumo Yukari, come out!"

She lowered her voice, Youkai power leaking out, and roared towards the void:

"Tell me, where is he!"

She knew that Yakumo Yukari must be observing this side.

"Xiao Bai Luo is no longer here."

Yakumo Yukari slowly walked out from a gap, her face showing fatigue and sadness.

"Impossible! You're lying to me!"

Kazami Yuuka refused to believe it, her scarlet eyes filled with bloodshot veins.