Gensokyo, MC template, experience of picking up flowers at the beginning Chapter 093

It was like buying groceries and getting green onions as a bonus.

Offering extra freebies often wins customers’ favor.

Thus, when Fujiwara Mokou bought the Obsidian Golem, Bai An also gifted her a batch of Stone Golems.

The moment she learned there were bonus items, her gaze towards Bai An changed, now filled with the expression of a generous boss.

Stone Golems had many uses.

Compared to the former, though Stone Golems were fragile, besides guarding villages, they could also help farmers till the land or transport goods in daily life.

As for Snow Golems, Bai An didn’t recommend them. After all, their combat power was truly worrying. Not only did they lack significant lethality, but they also couldn’t be used for daily tasks.

Their only purpose was to let you show off during a snowball fight.

Moreover, any ground a Snow Golem passed over would be covered in a layer of frost, affecting the road surface.

And if some mischievous fellow attacked or threw snowballs at a Snow Golem, they would experience the first time in their life being chased and pelted by snowballs, the misery of being buried in snow.

After obtaining golems that would allow her to slack off to her heart’s content in the future, Fujiwara Mokou bid farewell.

After all, staying would only result in being force-fed dog food by the two of them.

However, Bai An called out to her.

“Is there something else?”

Fujiwara Mokou stopped, turning her head to look at Bai An in confusion.

“The sakura mochi I just made tastes pretty good. Try a piece.”

Bai An feigned calmness, suppressing his inner excitement, and took a piece of sakura mochi from his backpack, handing it to Fujiwara Mokou.

Looking at the exquisite small pastry in front of her, Fujiwara Mokou hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn’t refuse, reaching out to take it.

Bai An’s craftsmanship was indeed excellent.

The pastry he made was brightly colored, crispy, and springy, melting in the mouth.

It also carried a faint scent of cherry blossoms.

“Not bad. Do you have more? It tastes very… very…”

Before Fujiwara Mokou could finish her praise, her expression suddenly changed, and she abruptly opened her eyes.

The next moment, sadness surged into her heart, tears blurred her vision, and Fujiwara Mokou pursed her lips, then tightly embraced Bai An.

She kept muttering.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Her voice was intermittent, filled with sorrow and negativity.

All her words could be summarized into one sentence: “Born human, I’m sorry.”

Normally, Mokou was boisterous and acted like she was the best in the world. This scene was truly rare.

Bai An pulled out his camera without hesitation.

“Click, click—!”

He took more than ten photos before stopping.

He wasn’t taking these photos to mock Mokou. He had a mission; he had promised Keine to secretly take some pictures of Mokou for her.

She would probably be very satisfied with these photos.

At least Bai An was very satisfied. There was nothing more delightful than a friend’s embarrassing past.

His cheerful mood made Youmu Konpaku’s gaze rather subtle.

Bai An smiled and patted the teary-eyed Mokou, gently stroking her smooth silver hair.

“Don’t be sad, don’t be sorrowful. If you truly feel life is hopeless, why don’t you acknowledge me as your big brother today? Let’s become sworn siblings of different sexes. You call me big brother, how about it?”

“Mm…”

Mokou wiped away her tears and looked up, earnestly staring at Bai An.

The effect of the Negative Sakura Mochi did not disappoint Bai An’s expectations. Fujiwara Mokou’s lips slightly parted.

“B-brother…”

This soft and sweet call, combined with Mokou’s pitiful expression, was unexpectedly full of lethal charm.

But it was understandable. After all, Mokou’s beauty was already there; it was just her somewhat wild demeanor and straightforward personality that made it difficult for others to see her as a maiden.

“Aye, good brother!”

Bai An patted Mokou’s shoulder with his left hand, while not forgetting to pull out his camera with his right, taking hundreds of photos.

Watching the scene of their deep brotherly affection, Youmu Konpaku’s gaze grew even more peculiar.

She could already imagine how distraught the other party would be once the medicine wore off and she regained consciousness.

…

Five minutes later—

“You bastard, Bai An!”

Mokou glared at Bai An with wide, almond-shaped eyes, her pretty face filled with rage, her fists clenched tightly.

Although her consciousness was blurred, she still remembered what had happened.

The words she had spoken, the things she had done, were even more humiliating than being stripped naked, especially in front of Youmu Konpaku.

“Don’t get agitated, don’t get agitated. I didn’t know this sakura mochi would have such an effect.”

Bai An chuckled.

He wanted to mock her a few times, but Mokou’s aura was surging like a tide, as if she would pounce on him and fight him to the death any second.

If he were to mock her now, the outcome would likely be very tragic.

“You didn’t do anything strange just now, did you?”

Mokou gnashed her teeth, asking word by word.

“What are you thinking? How could I do anything strange? I just don’t know why you ate the sakura mochi, hugged me and cried, then tearfully swore brotherhood with me, and called me ‘brother.’ That’s all.”

Bai An spouted nonsense with a straight face.

His photo-taking movements were very subtle, and coupled with Mokou’s dazed state, she definitely wouldn’t have noticed, so he wasn’t worried at all.

Besides, how could something between brothers be considered sneak-photography?

After Fujiwara Mokou left, Bai An stretched leisurely. Due to his cheerful mood, he even felt that today’s sun was exceptionally warm.

Unfortunately, this joy didn’t last long before it was broken.

Just as he was about to return to the house to have fun, a dark shadow flashed across the sky, swiftly passing by, dropping a stack of papers, and hurrying away without stopping.

The newspaper flew rapidly towards him, slapping him right in the face, hitting the bullseye.

Bai An blankly removed the newspaper stuck to his face, unfolded it, and his face darkened. The familiar title and familiar name were none other than the Bunbunmaru Newspaper.

_Shocking! Gensokyo Has Become a Harem, Even the Master of the Four Seasons’ Flowers Has Been Conquered!_

_Following this reporter’s continuous, day-and-night secondary investigation, the young man has already established his own exclusive force near the Sunflower Field._

_He has expanded his operational system and taken on shikigami._

_He has successfully conquered the Flower Tyrant of the Sunflower Field, and the two even go sightseeing together from time to time, openly displaying acts of public affection._

_Furthermore, he has grown closer to Reimu Hakurei of the Hakurei Shrine and Fujiwara Mokou of the Human Village._

_Not only that, he has also newly captured the Princess of Eientei, the master and servant duo of the Hakugyokurou in the Netherworld, and Marisa Kirisame of the Forest of Magic._

_The relationships between these individuals have reached an extraordinary level of intimacy. During this reporter’s investigation, I occasionally heard the mournful cries or excited shouts of maidens. Based on this reporter’s professional assessment, these individuals are clearly in boyfriend-girlfriend relationships._

_In addition, his shikigami have also not escaped misfortune._

_Within just a few months, more than half of the top powers have fallen and been taken into his possession._

_Thinking this way, his goal has become much clearer: not just to build a harem in Gensokyo, but more precisely, to rule all of Gensokyo._

_For more details, please look forward to the next issue of the Bunbunmaru Daily._

_This issue’s reporter: Aya Shameimaru_

———

“Good, good, good! This guy is really milking me, isn’t he? Aya Shameimaru, huh? She really lives up to her name, ‘risking her life for writing,’ ‘risking her life for words!’”

After reading the newspaper, Bai An was so angry his teeth ached, his fingers gripping the paper turning faintly white. He could accept Youmu, but what was this harem nonsense? It got more and more outrageous as he read on.

A ball of flame suddenly ignited in his palm, burning the newspaper to ashes.

A gentleman’s revenge is not too late in ten years?

No, no, no, a gentleman doesn’t hold grudges overnight. Damn it!

After asking Youmu for information about Aya Shameimaru, Bai An returned to retrieve some necessary items and then flew directly towards Youkai Mountain.

Youkai Mountain was the dwelling place of kappa and tengu.

According to Youmu’s description, Youkai Mountain was the only place that somewhat approached the outside world.

This didn’t mean it could connect with the outside world or allow free travel, but rather referred to their living habits.

Kaguya’s internet connection relied on the kappa of Youkai Mountain, connecting to the outside world and then pulling the network cable to Eientei.

The tengu were skilled in photography, printing, and publishing, while the kappa were skilled in steel, construction, and crafting tools.

The paparazzi Aya he was looking for was a member of the tengu, and her status was not low.

The yokai of Youkai Mountain were very united, with a strong sense of camaraderie, and they were quite exclusive towards outsiders, especially intruders in the mountain. They would exert their full strength to drive away anyone, regardless of who they were.

Therefore, when Bai An arrived at Youkai Mountain, he wouldn’t directly say, “I’m here to beat people up on your Youkai Mountain.”

Instead, he planned to attack from within.

Of course, if he were to invoke Youmu Konpaku’s name, the Great Tengu of Youkai Mountain—Iidara Tenma—would, in order to minimize damage to Youkai Mountain, unhesitatingly throw out Aya Shameimaru for him to beat up.

After all, this fellow’s deeds of false and exaggerated news had long spread throughout Gensokyo. It was only because she was fast that she hadn’t been beaten to death.

Moreover, when this fellow got serious, she even wrote about her own Great Tengu. Iidara Tenma had beaten Aya Shameimaru more than once or twice, but this scoundrel’s face was as thick as a city wall; even after being beaten, she wouldn’t mend her ways.

Aya Shameimaru, despite her reckless behavior, was still alive and kicking.

It wasn’t because her strength was invincible. In reality, most of her stats were only slightly stronger than those of an ordinary great yokai, but her speed was astonishingly fast. Whenever she was discovered, she could always escape with extreme speed, leading to failed attempts to catch this paparazzi.

Therefore, most people in Gensokyo, though angry, were helpless.

Of course, she still didn’t dare to provoke people like Yukari Yakumo or Youmu Konpaku. After all, it was better to be safe than sorry. If she slipped up even slightly, her entire yokai life would be completely over.

Moreover, who knew what other methods these long-lived individuals might have to catch her?

Playing it safe was the way to go.

But this time, the news was too tempting for Aya Shameimaru.

After the first issue’s circulation doubled, she envisioned herself as Gensokyo’s top reporter, which made her unable to resist.

One must know that when profits reach a certain proportion, there is no danger.

The word “coward” simply did not exist in Aya Shameimaru’s dictionary.

Since Aya Shameimaru was very fast, Bai An decided to attack from within to avoid alerting her.

He first circled the base of the mountain, looking for a lone tengu or kappa.

The appearance of the tengu and kappa was not what he had imagined.

In his impression, tengu should have long noses and reddish faces.

And kappa should be bald-headed, duck-billed, and entirely green.

But before him, Bai An saw a group of small, delicately built lolis dressed in various outfits.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

Bai An walked around for a few turns and finally encountered a lone kappa. She was sitting on a treetop, basking leisurely in the sun, with a foxtail grass dangling from her mouth.

Seeing Bai An walking towards her, she didn’t show any signs of vigilance, remaining relaxed and staring intently at Bai An with her large eyes.

They might look cute, but their strength was considerable.

Besides, this was their own Youkai Mountain; who would come to cause trouble alone?

Bai An stopped half a meter away. He spoke in a gentle tone:

“I am a friend of Aya Shameimaru. Can you tell me where Aya is right now?”

Hearing the name Aya Shameimaru, Kawashiro Nitori was first startled, then looked at Bai An suspiciously.

After all, those who usually came looking for Aya wanted to beat her up.

But before she could ask, Bai An took out a cucumber and dangled it in front of her: “Little one, do you want a cucumber?”

Cucumber!

It looked like it was of good quality too!

The moment she saw the cucumber, Kawashiro Nitori became excited. She sprang up, grabbed the cucumber, and eagerly took a bite.

The moment she bit down, she froze, then crunched away.

The unique freshness of the cucumber, with a crisp, refreshing sensation, and a cool taste that spread through her abdomen as she ate it.

This was a delicacy!

Seeing her expression of pure bliss, Bai An knew he had made the right gamble.

In his previous life, there were records that kappa liked to eat cucumbers, so he specifically brought half a backpack full of his own cucumbers.

“Can you help me find Aya Shameimaru? She and I are friends, and I have something to discuss with her.” Bai An continued to entice the kappa, while observing her reaction to gauge her attitude.

“Hmm…” Kawashiro Nitori frowned, seemingly thinking seriously for a moment, then looked up at Bai An.

“No, I cannot casually betray my comrades. A mere cucumber cannot buy my loyalty to my comrades!”

Kawashiro Nitori righteously refused Bai An’s bribe, while at the same time stuffing the half-eaten cucumber into her pocket.

However, the next second, her firm resolve was shaken violently.

Bai An conjured two more cucumbers and placed them in her hands.

Seeing the two cucumbers in front of her, Kawashiro Nitori swallowed hard. At this moment, she suddenly felt that friendship wasn’t as hard to give up as she had imagined.

“I think, I think you…”

Before she could finish, her voice trailed off. Bai An gently placed his hand on the nearby stone table, and in the blink of an eye, a small mountain of cucumbers piled up on the table.

Kawashiro Nitori stared in awe. After a long moment, she slowly swallowed and turned her head to look at Bai An:

“What was your question just now? Could you ask again…”

Bai An was puzzled, but he still repeated his previous question.

“Aya and I are friends, and I have something to discuss with her. Can you show me the way?”

“Damn! You absolutely must be her friend, even if you’re not, you have to say you are!”

Kawashiro Nitori clenched her fists in a pledge-like gesture, then pulled out a small cart from who-knows-where and joyfully swept all the cucumbers off the table.

After Kawashiro Nitori pulled the fully loaded small cart and hid the cucumbers, she led Bai An to find Aya Shameimaru.

She hummed a tune and skipped along the way, clearly in a very cheerful mood.

Meanwhile, in a room near the summit of Youkai Mountain.

“Momiji, I’m going out to collect news now. Last issue’s newspaper got an even better response. I can already see our Bunbunmaru Newspaper becoming Gensokyo’s number one publication in the future!”

Aya Shameimaru chuckled, patting Momiji Inubashiri’s shoulder.

“Aya, if we write like this, won’t people really come knocking on our door?” Momiji Inubashiri’s eyes showed worry. She didn’t want to suddenly get beaten up while writing.

“Relax, it’s fine. No one will come knocking. Just focus on your work. Once our Bunbunmaru Newspaper becomes Gensokyo’s top publication, I’ll give you a promotion and a raise!”

Aya Shameimaru waved her hand, full of confidence. After all, even if someone came knocking, she could escape with her speed.

“Okay.”

Momiji Inubashiri hesitated for a moment, then faced Aya’s grand promises, finally nodding and continuing with her work.

Aya Shameimaru chuckled, flapped her wings, and instantly flew out of the room, disappearing from sight.

…

As for Bai An.

With Kawashiro Nitori leading the way, the path was clear and unobstructed. The kappa and tengu they passed by would at most look at them with curiosity.

Soon, led by her, Bai An arrived at a room near the cliff at the summit.

“This is Aya’s room. She usually compiles and prints newspapers here.”

“Alright, I’ll take care of the rest myself. You can go back now.”

Bai An waved his hand, sending Kawashiro Nitori away. He glanced at the room in front of him, then pushed the door open and walked in.

The room’s layout was simple: a table, a chair, pens and paper, plus a newspaper printing machine.

Bai An’s gaze finally settled on the diligently working girl by the window.

Dog ears, a dog tail—she was clearly not Aya Shameimaru.

He remembered that Aya Shameimaru’s species was crow tengu, and according to Youmu’s description, she should have a pair of crow wings.

Watching the girl working tirelessly, Bai An curiously approached her.

_Shocking! Gensokyo Has Become a Harem…_

As soon as he saw the title, Bai An paused slightly, then several black lines appeared between his brows.

This was literally committing the crime right in front of him.

“Are you tired from writing? Come, have something to drink.”

Bai An brought out a cup of grape juice and offered it to the girl.

“Mmm~ I was just thirsty. Thank you!”

Momiji Inubashiri took the cup, unceremoniously gulped it down, then licked her lips, smacking them twice, still wanting more.

“It tastes so good. Do you have more?”

The grape juice tasted excellent, sweet and with a rich grape aroma that made one crave another cup.

“Yes, I have plenty more, and sakura mochi too.”

“Please give me another serving, thank…”

Where did a male appear on Youkai Mountain, and how did he get here?

The truth was already clear. Looking at the newspaper pressed under her arm, Momiji Inubashiri had already guessed who was standing beside her.

This feeling was like secretly badmouthing someone to a friend and being caught red-handed—that awkward.

Looking at the flustered but frozen Momiji Inubashiri, Bai An couldn’t help but smile, this girl was quite cute, but he still maintained a cold tone, teasing her.

“Are you enjoying writing the newspaper?”

“I-I’m sorry.”

Momiji Inubashiri pursed her lips, her hands pressed tightly on the newspaper, her head bowed, not daring to meet Bai An’s gaze, her tail tensed.

“Do you think ‘I’m sorry’ is useful? If ‘I’m sorry’ was useful, what would we need the police for?”

The cold tone made Momiji Inubashiri tremble, her fluffy beast ears drooping. The moment she turned her head, tears welled up in her moist eyes. The next moment, to Bai An’s surprise, a clear tear rolled down her cheek and splattered on the floor, shattering into pieces.

“Waaahhh—”

Momiji Inubashiri collapsed onto the table, wailing and crying, as if trying to release all the grievances in her heart.

Looking at Mom