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

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 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."

Back to Gensokyo: 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 remember 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 son of the Youkai Sage, the child-reared husband of the Flower Tyrant, and a certain shrine maiden...]

"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 won't 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. "As a journalist, the most important thing 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 this."

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.

She gave Inuzo Takashi a reassuring look. "I'm not sure when it was written, but if you hadn't suggested cleaning up today, I wouldn't have found this newspaper. If it succeeds, you'll have made a great contribution, and I'll include your name in it."

"woo woo woo woo!"

Inuzo Kaguya struggled desperately and let out a cry of pain, but the matter was already decided. He could only watch Reimu Marufumi walk away with the newspaper.

...

Scarlet Devil Mansion.

Izayoi Sakuya glanced at the exquisite little cakes in the box, then looked up at Hong Meiling in front of her, feeling incredible.

"Is this a snack you made yourself, Meiling?"

Hong Meiling nodded: "This is a pastry from my hometown. It tastes very good. Come and try it."

"it is good."

Although she still had doubts in her heart, Sakuya Izayoi didn't hesitate. She picked up a piece and took a bite. Then, her eyes lit up as she praised, "It tastes good. I didn't expect you to have such a skill. Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

“I used to be able to make a few kinds of pastries, but I wasn’t very good at it and the taste was just average.”

Hong Meiling took out a notebook with a blue cover.

"This notebook appeared in my room at some point. It contains detailed recipes for various pastries from my hometown."

At this point, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "I feel like we may have forgotten something."

Return to Gensokyo: Chapter 9 Memory Lost?

"You mean, we lost a memory?"

Izayoi Sakuya looked at Benimeiling in surprise.

Hong Meiling nodded, supporting her chin as she explained, "I've never seen this notebook before. The paper and handwriting are very new, so it must have been written recently. And I've done some research, and no one from my hometown has been to Human Village or even the entire Gensokyo recently, let alone this notebook."

As she spoke, she turned to the last page of her notes and pointed to a line of small words at the end.

"This is a message left by the diary owner. It's obvious he knew me. He said he was about to die, so he wrote down the recipe for his hometown snack and left it to me, his friend."

After listening to Hong Meiling's series of speculations, Izayoi Sakuya's eyes were full of disbelief. Besides the fact that this matter was too surprising, she was even more shocked that her own sect leader suddenly came to her senses.

After being surprised, Sakuya Izayoi began to seriously consider Hong Meiling's speculation just now.

I have to admit that Hong Meiling's speculation is quite reasonable.

Maybe such a person really existed, but they all forgot the memory.

Suddenly remembering something, Sakuya Izayoi took out a pocket watch.

"Come to think of it, I also have an extra pocket watch. I don't know where it came from."

"Pocket watch?"

Hong Meiling came over curiously.

The pocket watch is white and blue, and looks like it is handmade. There is a blue sphere engraved in the blank space below the hands.

"If there really is a forgotten person, this is probably his gift to me."

Izayoi Sakuya gently held the pocket watch and listened to the ticking sound of the hands.

At first, when she saw the pocket watch, although she didn't think of throwing it away, she also thought about putting it back in the room or giving it to the second young lady.

After all, this style really doesn't fit the image of a head maid.

However, for some reason, she was always reluctant to part with it, so she always carried it with her.

A complex gleam flashed in Sakuya Izayoi's eyes.

Lately, the second young lady has been inexplicably able to control her mental state and her abilities haven't gotten out of control.

At first, it could only be attributed to a miracle.

But now that I think about it, maybe it was done by this forgotten person.

Thinking about it this way, this person can be said to be a great benefactor of their Scarlet Devil Mansion, but for some reason they have forgotten any memory of him.

"Sakuya, what should we do next? Should we investigate his true identity?"

Hong Meiling's voice brought Izayoi Sakuya's thoughts back to reality.

Izayoi Sakuya nodded without hesitation: "The memory must be restored. If these speculations are true, he is the benefactor of our Scarlet Devil Mansion. How can we not even remember who he is?"