Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 300. Wait until you reach eighteen

Under the clear blue sky, purple butterflies spread their wings and flutter past.

The energy provided by what Yakumo Murasaki calls the 'primary circuit' is continuously input, turning into the dancing purple butterfly in the dream.

At this moment, Ye You is mentally connected to the dream butterfly transformed by Yakumo Purple. Even the monster sage expected that through this, Ye You will see some of the strongest memories hidden deep in her consciousness.

Ye You slowly closed his eyes, and pictures lined up in his mind, like observing through the third vision in a dream.

That is a very distant memory...

Green Bricks, Rain Alley. When you walk in here, you can see the gray walls covered with moss and a huge towering cherry tree.

I have never seen such a huge cherry tree, with pink petals in full bloom, layer upon layer, seeming to dye the surrounding area into cherry color in this misty rain.

The rain hasn't stopped yet, and it's still raining.

The raindrops fall on the pink flowers scattered on the soil, condensing into crystal water drops. When stepped on the embroidered shoes, they are crushed into mud and turned into nutrients for blooming again next year, just like a reincarnation.

"This year's flowers are still blooming so luxuriantly."

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, the girl looked up under the cherry tree with lonely and hesitant eyes, harboring some kind of sadness.

She has pink hair, light skin, and an elegant voice. She is a girl like a cherry blossom.

At this moment, the girl quietly stared at the blooming cherry blossom tree, feeling uncontrollable sadness.

"Excuse me, is the Singing Master here?"

At some point, a graceful purple figure appeared in the hazy mist of falling cherry blossoms.

Um?

"Who are you?"

The girl who looked like a cherry blossom felt a special aura from her body, which was not like a human aura.

"Youkai, you can call me Yakumo Murasaki."

"It turns out to be Ms. Yakumo, and I am Saigyouji Yuyuko. Yes, it is indeed here, but... I won't wake up anymore."

Yuyuko looked under the cherry blossom tree, where the singing saint mentioned by the monster was buried.

"If I die, it is my wish to be buried in the lotus terrace and sit on the lotus terrace of bliss. This place name is exactly what I wish for."

According to his wish, the singer who traveled all his life and experienced all kinds of life finally returned to his ideal place.

According to legend, he has an indissoluble bond with cherry blossoms.

The monster Yakumo Purple looked up with a slightly surprised expression: "This flower..."

"Yes, it's really blooming." Youyouzi continued.

The number of petals is equivalent to the "amount of death". No matter how bright the cherry blossoms are in bloom, they will attract the same number of deaths.

Yes, this is a cherry tree that brings death, and more and more people are sleeping here forever. And the cherry trees that have absorbed too much human energy will bloom more brilliantly, attracting more people.

Originally this was just an ordinary cherry tree. Since her father passed away, the tree has become abnormal and has the ability to bring death.

Just thinking of this, Youyouzi felt extremely sad.

The father who originally loved life became the one who brought death. There is nothing sadder than this.

"That's it." Yakumo Murasaki sighed, "Originally I wanted to ask some questions. What a pity."

The monster said again, with contempt: "But it's okay, Master Song Sheng doesn't want to see the world today. Those in power expropriate excessive taxes and indulge in excessive debauchery. The people are displaced and exchange their children for food. The wine and meat of the rich families are smelly, and the roads are freezing. Dead bones. What a ridiculous world, stupid humans."

The drizzle and cherry blossoms were falling, and Youyouzi held an oil-paper umbrella, "Yes, that's true. Even so, people still live in ugliness. To this, I think that is a very beautiful thing."

The monster was dumbfounded and then said, "You are such a strange person."

But what the human world is like has nothing to do with monsters.

Turning his back to Yuyuko and Sakura, Yakumo Zi left towards Yuxiang.

Scene changes.

The bright moon casts a cold glow in the frosty sky, and the clear spring flows slowly on the stones.

In the courtyard where the cherry blossoms were scattered at night, Youyouzi sat alone on the edge and admired the moon.

"Is it you? That monster." Youyouzi smiled.

"It's not 'that monster', it's Yakumo Murasaki. Humans who dare to talk to me like this have already been thrown into the gap."

"Want to eat?"

The human didn't pay attention to the monster's words and just handed out the cherry-colored dumplings.

"I'm not a vegetarian."

Saying this, the monster took the human dumpling and took a bite, only to feel a fragrance spreading between his mouth.

"How's it going?" The girl like Ying asked with a smile.

"Just give it a try." The purple monster sat down and looked at the bright cold moon.

"Have you encountered anything disturbing?"

"Innovation has encountered some resistance. There are always some pests who can only see immediate benefits, and there are also some old stubborns who don't know how to adapt and are stubborn in their own opinions. There are even more selfish people who ignore the overall situation."

Yakumo Purple said calmly.

Normally, these things would be hidden in my heart, but I don't know why, but when I see this human being, I can tell them easily.

"It turns out that Miss Yakumo Murasaki is a politician." Yuyuko covered her mouth and smiled. "But we are born with differences, and every creature has its own way of existence. Instead of imposing your own ideas on others, it is better to think about how to seek common ground while reserving minor differences."

"Huh?"

The monster didn't expect this girl to say such a thing.

The monster, who had come out of the Sunflower Field with a gloomy look on his face and walked here unknowingly, was in a mood that he didn't even know he was feeling. He didn't expect to hear such words, and he was actually a little surprised.

"Haha, what an interesting human being. I will come to see you next time."

"Well, remember to bring a meeting gift."

"..."

Scene changes.

It was a snowy day.

Covered in silver, the world seemed to be left with only white and white silence.

"This is Yozakura, brought from the palace. It's a little warm, and it's perfect for drinking in this weather."

The monster was very happy. She had reached an agreement with some sages who had existed for a long time, so she wanted to celebrate. After thinking about it, the monster could only think of the girl who looked like a cherry blossom.

"It's such a pity that I can't drink. It's a waste of your time."

"Eh? Why? This is brewed by a famous wine master. You will definitely like it."

The monster refuses to obey.

The human girl just smiled and shook her head, looking at the big tree covered with snow: "If I'm drunk, no one can suppress the blooming of the cherry blossoms. So, I can't drink yet. After all, my current abilities are still there. Immature.”

"Then when will you mature?" The monster shook the bottle and sounded coquettish.

"When?" Youyouzi pointed her chin with her plain white index finger and muttered, "Probably, when she is eighteen years old."

"Eighteen years old... Well, I will wait until you are eighteen. Then we must drink together." The monster smiled.

Youyouzi just smiled gently.