Gensokyo, I, the slime, made them regret for the rest of their lives

Fujiwara no Mokou was stunned. She didn't expect Bai Luo to make such a request.

"Can you change it?"

she asked tentatively.

Bai Luo shook his head and looked at her eagerly.

Fujiwara no Mokou hesitated for a long time, and finally compromised: "Okay."

Bai Luo immediately smiled happily and pulled Fujiwara no Mokou towards the residence in the Magic Forest.

"Wait for me!"

Huiyin caught up.

Fujiwara no Moeko turned back in confusion: "Huiyin, don't you still have classes? What are you following me for?"

"There's still some time before class starts, so it won't be late."

Huiyin waved her hand, her tone becoming more serious: "I've never seen you, Meihong, in women's clothing, let alone a pink dress. It's such a rare opportunity for you to dress like a woman, how could I miss it!"

Fujiwara no Mokou didn't think anything of it at first, but after hearing what she said, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and her ears felt slightly hot.

The words were already out of her mouth, so she could only bite the bullet and answer, "I just find that thing cumbersome to wear. I'm not used to it. I'm more comfortable in what I have now."

"Oh~"

Huiyin asked with a long smile, "Then why are you planning to wear it now?"

Fujiwara Mohong glared at Huiyin, then curled her lips and said, "Because this dress has special meaning, and I've already promised Bai Luo, it's okay to wear it."

She tried hard to maintain a natural demeanor, but facing Huiyin's gaze, she felt increasingly embarrassed.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the cabin where Fujiwara no Mokou lived.

Fujiwara no Mokou never does things in a sloppy manner. She walked into the room alone, opened the closet, and found the pink dress.

She put on her skirt a little clumsily, tied the belt, and fumbled with her shoes and socks.

However...

The skirt is too short.

And the skirt is slit, so if you shake the skirt slightly or bend down, you can see the scenery inside!

A trace of shame and anger appeared on Fujiwara no Momo's blushing face. She reached out and tugged at the hem of her skirt, trying to close it, but it was no use.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Meihong, are you still not feeling well? Do you need my help?"

Came the voice of Kamishizawa Keiin.

"No, it will be ready soon!"

Fujiwara no Momoko responded quickly, then simply pulled the hem of her skirt down a little to barely cover it.

"Okay, come in."

After hearing her words, Huiyin pushed the door open and walked in, followed closely by Bai Luo.

The moment Huiyin's eyes fell on Meihong, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"very beautiful."

She was sincerely impressed.

Meihong always wears her white shirt with red overalls. This is the first time Huiyin has seen her wearing a skirt, and it’s pink, the color that represents girlishness.

If she had a camera, she would have recorded this precious moment.

While Huiyin was still sighing, Bai Luo next to her had already taken action.

Under Fujiwara no Momoko's astonished gaze, he took out his camera, pressed the shutter button rapidly, and took more than a dozen photos in succession.

Return to Gensokyo: Chapter 7 Yuuka: I'm waiting, I'll keep waiting

Seeing Bai Luo holding the camera, Fujiwara no Mokou reacted and became anxious.

She wanted to go forward and grab it, but the skirt, which had been pulled down forcefully, could no longer hold up and returned to its original position.

“Crack—crack, crack…”

Another burst of sound was heard, and Fujiwara no Moeko hurriedly blocked it, her cheeks clearly flushed.

"Stop taking pictures! Give me the camera."

"No, these are all the beautiful memories of you and me, my most precious collection."

Bai Luo shook his head vigorously: "If one day I really can't see you, or it's my turn to forget you, these photos can still serve as a souvenir."

After saying that, Bai Luo took a few more photos and then put the camera back into his stomach.

"What a wonderful memory this is!"

Fujiwara no Momoru gritted her teeth, and even her ears turned pink.

If it were someone else, she would have used her Phoenix Fire to burn the other person to ashes. She wouldn't have been so unreasonable.

"Why don't you delete the photos first? I can continue to wear them for you to see in the future, right?"

"No, no, no! It's different!"

Bai Luo shook his head and took a few steps back, but looking at Fujiwara no Mokou's sad expression, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry, I won't show these photos to outsiders. All my photos are stored in my stomach."

Bai Luo turned and left. Before leaving, he seemed to remember something. He turned back, propped up his chin with his index finger and said with a smile: "I'm staying at the Yakumo residence for the time being. Remember to come and visit me when you have time."

After saying this, he disappeared without waiting for the other party to answer.

"Yakumo residence? Is he related to Yakumo Yukari?"

Fujiwara no Mokou was so devastated that she began to suspect that the stories Bai Luo had described before were false.

Calm down now.

If you think about it carefully, you will find that there are too many loopholes in those stories.

The memories of the time period described by Bai Luo.

Although not very profound, the memory is quite complete, with no symptoms of memory loss at all.

...

the other side.

Bai Luo was in a good mood, humming a little tune on the way back to the Happy House.

When he was about to reach the sunflower field, he suddenly realized that the Happy House had been burned down by him.

"I just told Meihong that I was staying at the Yakumo residence. So, your memory hasn't fully recovered yet?"

Bai Luo muttered.

[Information. My memory was fully restored upon awakening, and no sequelae were detected. This is entirely due to Bai Luo's poor memory.]

The great sage is still explaining diligently.

"Talking nonsense!"

Bai Luo waved his fist in anger.

The winter sunset is orange, pouring down layer by layer. Not only are the clouds dyed golden, but even the snow on the ground is golden.

The Happy House is halfway finished.

The Great Sage is not working now.

Even though the great sage would not feel tired, Bai Luo still couldn't bear to let him work day and night.

There's no rush anyway, so why not take it slow?

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'm the only one in Gensokyo who would do something like this?"

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 stunned