Brain bloom

It might be quite difficult, but during the process, Mori's face encountered no resistance, so he could reach the flowers. It must be said that this tactic only works with dandelions.

Then, Mori closed her eyes, pretending to be sleepwalking. But her hands were not behaving properly, secretly shaking the dandelion's slender waist, trying to wake her up and then create the illusion of "Shocking! The sleeping strawberry bud was secretly kissed by the dandelion."

"...Let me sleep a little longer." A drowsy muttering in his sleep.

It's really hard to wake him up.

Mori used her trump card, breathing on the two mini strawberries in front of her, then quickly closed her eyes. This would definitely wake the dandelion, so she immediately pressed her own bud to its lips, pretending to sleepwalk.

But instead of feeling kissed… it hurt a little? No, it hurt a lot! Mori hurriedly opened his eyes, touched his head, and discovered that the precious flower bud had unknowingly lost a petal…

Before her, the dandelion's mocking face stared at her, its eyes devoid of even the slightest hint of sleepiness. A small white petal clung to her lips, as if flaunting a trophy, before she curled her tongue, placed it between her teeth, crushed it, and swallowed it.

"Delicious." She said with a satisfied expression.

"...You...are awake..." Mori was covered in cold sweat.

Especially when you see your poor flower have a petal eaten, it feels like the phantom limb pain you feel when watching idiotic videos and those idiots hitting their balls in all sorts of ways.

Dandelion licked her tongue, raised her upper lip to reveal her sharp canine teeth, and spoke with an air of stern anger.

"I woke up when you started moving around. I didn't expect you to be plotting against me... blowing on me? Hmph, I thought you couldn't resist and were about to do something naughty, so I pretended to be asleep—but it turns out you were plotting against me!"

"No, no!"

"Then why did you deliberately rub flowers on my lips?"

"It was an accident, it was an accident... cough cough, let's change the subject." Mori said seriously, touching the poor flower bud, "Can my poor petals be revived?"

The dandelion replied in a mournful voice, "Count them yourself, you already have almost ten buds on your head, so what if you lose one? We ordinary people, who live through the four seasons, are already doing well by producing just one flower each year... Alas, we can't compare to the true gods. Well, it will grow back later."

"That's good."

"So, what's the answer?" she suddenly asked in a cheerful voice, keeping up with the atmosphere.

"without you."

“…Hmm.” She was slightly surprised, but quickly came to terms with it; it wasn’t that unexpected.

Mori's tone was somewhat distant: "There was nothing there, neither Yuan, Fufu, nor anyone else, no other scenery, nothing at all. Only a courtyard, and myself. Hmm, the Primordial God."

"...So, God is lonely, is that what you're saying to me?"

She was still not surprised, but the touch of her fingers on Morishi's skin meant that she was withdrawing her embracing hands. Reluctance and disappointment made the movement of those hands exceptionally slow.

"Is no one qualified to enter God's courtyard and be with God...? Yes, I summoned a high and mighty deity... How could I forget that?"

"That depends on you—Princess Dandelion." The night couldn't hide Morishi's eyes, which shone with a clear hope. "Are you willing to be the first and the last person to penetrate the depths of my soul?"

The silent dandelion stood frozen like a stone statue, almost forgetting to breathe, but in just a few seconds, her expression returned to normal, even becoming more gentle and beautiful than in every day and night the two of them had experienced.

She didn't answer, but simply reached out her hand and gently nudged Sen Shi's shoulder, then followed suit, pressing her down hard. Amidst her cascading long hair, Dandelion's face suddenly darkened.

"I'd forgotten, you're quite good at sweet talk, hehehe."

"……well?"

"But in this situation, is talking big useful? Come on, let me see where your soul is, how am I supposed to crawl in?" Dandelion complained softly, both happy and angry as she kneaded the small fat patch in front of Morishi's heart. "Is your soul here? I can't feel it."

"...No, gently, gently, don't be so—"

"Or is it down there? Or inside your little mouth? Come on, lick my fingers! Damn it, do you know how scared I am! Damn it, without you, I'd really be all alone!"

Unbeknownst to her, Dandelion stopped her angry outbursts and ceased kneading and playing with Senshi's little tongue with her fingers. She simply lay quietly on her body, a little sweat and intense warmth intertwining softly, embracing each other.

"I...I just thought it would make you happy."

"Yes, I'm happy, very happy." Her words were like honey, melting Mori's ears. "You haven't said such a witty thing to me in a long time, and of course I'm happy to hear it again."

"That……"

“I just… I’ve thought it through. I no longer have the power to awaken the Kingdom of Flowers, and I will also lose the last surviving kin in this world. It will all end here. The lonely dandelion will not reset the world, because you are still vividly alive. This is everything I conceived after you rejected me… I… hate this feeling.”

Then Sen Shi remembered that she still had a way to touch the dandelion. She embraced the dandelion, holding her even tighter in her arms. She instinctively wanted to say something more beautiful to comfort the princess of a fallen kingdom who was beginning to sob, but she couldn't think of a single word.

Only the simplest thoughts controlled her body.

She released her grip, cupped Dandelion's face in her hands, and then pressed her lips to it—a deep, passionate kiss. Her dancing tongue teased Dandelion's dazed little tongue, and she tasted the lingering flavor of her own petals, slightly sweet.

Before Dandelion could even react, their lips had already parted.

And naturally, it transforms into musical notes, vibrating the air: "This is the path to my soul."

Dandelion wiped away her tears, gently touching the lingering sensation on her lips, and then, once again, she embarked on the path leading to the depths of Mori's soul. Of course, she would linger a little longer, savoring every flavor.

Several long, deep kisses, as if even time itself was melting away.

Only after the two embraced again and rested did Dandelion smile and say, "Now, you have me in your heart, right?"

"Yes, there's no one else."

"Bullshit, nobody came, it was just me." A weary voice said.

Mori tried her best to chase away the mischievous deity, because the joy of receiving the kiss was genuine. If not, she would build a garden of her own. Not someone else's, and not too big; just a small wooden hut would suffice.

Countless colorful flowers bloom in front of the gate, along with a stream leading to Silvermoon City. Behind the gate are quiet apple trees and the occasional sound of ocean waves—dandelions must exist here. Perhaps, after careful selection, one finally finds a bottle of wine that hasn't been poisoned, and with a smile, invites Mori to dinner.

"I love you, Mori Toki."

Although it was a statement that would make anyone blush, Mori held her breath. But a mischievous urge still led her to retort with a complaint.

"Hmph, you've been yelling at me all this time."

"Huh? When have I ever been mean to you? Even if you told me you were the coffin carrier, I resisted the urge to kill you or reset the world and tried to talk to you properly... Sigh. It's you who keeps acting like you're afraid of something, making me look like the bad guy."

Mori thought about it carefully: "...It seems that's true. Oh, it must be because your way of dealing with this world is too extreme, after all, you're a Four Seasons..."

"So what? Things you hate and things you love should be kept separate. I hate a lot of bad people, I hate the disgusting things in this world, and I'll say it out loud and then find a chance to do something bad. But I love you deeply, and I will only silently accompany you and do everything for you."

Once again, the dandelion offered a kiss, but this time it was on the forehead, as if kissing the most beloved gemstone.

"Even if you go on an adventure and don't come back all night; even if you promise to do the dishes from now on but never keep your promise; even if you go out for a long time and leave me alone; even if you're sneaking around and hiding a lot of secrets that you don't dare to tell me... all I can do is stay with you, complain a little now and then, and worry about whether I'll scare you away."

"It won't run away anymore."

"Good girl, then how about we move into the newly built cage in the Kingdom of Flowers?"

"...It really is a cage!"

Dandelion laughed: "Haha, I was just teasing you. If I really wanted to imprison you, I would have done it secretly long ago. Why would I pretend to let it slip to you? I just teased you because you've always been so timid."

After listening, Mori looked on incredulously. Could it be that the girl he had finally managed to accept was actually... amazing? And he hadn't noticed all this time?

"Of course, they also have to give me a pair of healthy little Four Seasons babies. This is no joke."

Volume 1 #391 · Shopping is a virtue

In the latter half of the night, the dandelion truly fell asleep.

The magic that allowed Mori to delve into the depths of her soul and engage in self-reflection seemed to have consumed quite a bit of her energy. After playing around with Mori for a while longer, she fell asleep contentedly in his arms, even letting out soft, reassuring snores.

Of course—they hadn't progressed to that point yet; they'd only explored each other's bodies briefly and then engaged in a rather lengthy tongue-fight. According to Dandelion, it wasn't time to pick the fruit yet.

Mori, however, was not sleepy at all.

No matter how much I called out, shouted, or even cursed, the voice from the gods in my heart never appeared again.

The Primordial God had also entered a period of rest, which was a rare opportunity for Mori. Perhaps influenced by the will of the Primordial God, and combined with everything Mori had already planned, she secretly began to use three low-level spells.

The first is water-sculpting magic, which covers the body with a thin, non-spreading film of water, and then adds a skin-like texture using earth elemental magic. The third is heating magic, which keeps the object at a temperature similar to that of the human body.

After making a fake Moritoki body pillow for Dandelion to hug and sleep in, Moritoki herself quietly slipped out of bed. From now on, she had to work hard to prepare... for the upcoming second flower war.

First, you need to find a quiet place.

Mori wasn't quite familiar with this so-called abode of the gods. She tried to find a toilet and locked herself in, but couldn't find one. It seemed the believers presumptuously assumed the beautiful and noble coffin bearer was a goddess who didn't need to use the toilet… which was a bit of a problem.

Helpless, Mori had no choice but to quietly climb onto the roof and use the chimney to conceal his figure.

Under the starlight, she sat atop rows of cold, glazed tiles, looking down at the devout believers. After watching for a while, Sen Shi took out a feather and contacted the ancient Demon King.

"Old owl, how's your daughter doing?" she asked in a voice as soft as the night breeze.

"Oh, what brings you to me in the middle of the night?"

The ancient demon king's tone was initially quite relaxed, but then, for some reason, it misunderstood something, and its tone became unusually solemn.

"Could it be... Coffin bearer, don't tell me there's some problem again that requires me to be killed. If so, please do it sooner rather than later. I don't want any more hope... Really, you might as well just kill me."

"...Haha, that's not true." Mori felt genuine sympathy for the other person.

"Oh, I'm with Olster Ruhrmann right now. Our great master craftsman is gathering materials, which should take another three days. As for me, I'm contacting various people... Hey, oh right, there's also a very interesting mechanical doll lady who asked me to pass on a message to you."

Mechanical doll... Lady? Silver Pattern? Mori still remembered the guy who destroyed a large mass of Evil Mist with a single blow, which left a deep impression on her.

"Silver Pattern?" she asked curiously. "What did you mean?"

"Yes, it's her. She said that if your Wing Cloud can awaken Tu Mi, she can offer some help, such as offering her own shell, which can temporarily seal and withstand the power of the curse."

"...Tu Mi? What's going on? Who is this guy, and why does he want to revive our Flower Priestess?" Sen Shi was very surprised.

These were things that could help his daughter, so the Ancient Demon King chuckled and told the truth: "The Rose Garden, because of the extremely long time it takes, goes from blooming to withering, and then to desolation... You should know all this, right?"

"Uh... I know. After all, the banshee lives in the desolate Rose Garden."

"Yes, this process of withering and desolation, those roses withering into mud, passing through the barrier between the divine realm and the human world, in a special form like a gemstone. This is the rose stone, the rose stone that can give things a soul."

Mori nodded: "I understand, the soul originates from divinity?"

"Yes, not only are there true gods in the courtyard, but every flower also has its own soul... Hmm, Silver Pattern is the soul of a flower residing in a rose stone. It probably saw the Rose Garden and wanted to plant seeds with her or something, and has been longing for her ever since. So... sigh, I don't know much about you Four Seasons people either."

"The Rose Garden was still in its beautiful days... Has the rose already existed?"

"Who knows? Perhaps she was just a seed, a flower back then? There's nothing surprising about it. Your Winged Clouds can do many things. As for the body that Silver Pattern currently resides in, it's said to be made from the remains of a true god."

"This is quite a powerful background," Mori thought. "But it's also quite helpful. If we can temporarily contain the terrifying curse from the Craftsman God, we'll have more time to discuss the curse, which is very beneficial."

I'll ask Dandelion about it tomorrow.

"Oh, please. So, what do you want from me in the middle of the night?"

"Of course, I'm asking you for some compensation."

……

Vertical day.