Moon White

Hundred Illusions Butterfly didn't need a name.

It was the human who needed it to have one for convenience's sake.

So wasn't it only natural for that human to name it?

Xiao Xiao laughed.

"I'm not very good at coming up with names..."

He thought it over for a while.

"...Moon White..."

"How about Moon White?"

His gaze swept over Hundred Illusions Butterfly's wings.

"Moon White means pale blue."

"It's a little like the color of your wings."

Of course.

Only a little.

The color of Hundred Illusions Butterfly's wings was much more complex.

But at a glance, they could still be described as pale blue.

After all, there wasn't a word that could sum up the color of Hundred Illusions Butterfly's wings.

"Moon White..."

Hundred Illusions Butterfly rolled the name around in its mouth.

"Moon White, Moon White..."

"Okay."

"Then I'll be called Moon White."

Hundred Illusions Butterfly—no, Moon White—happily narrowed its eyes.

It liked the name.

It sounded lovely.

"As long as you like it."

Xiao Xiao's eyes curved.

"Lord Xiao Xiao."

Plum Blossom Woman appeared.

At once, the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air grew richer.

"Plum Blossom Woman."

Xiao Xiao's lips curled up.

"Sorry for the trouble."

His gaze fell on Hundred Illusions Butterfly, sleeping soundly on a branch.

Plum Blossom Woman nodded in understanding.

"I understand."

The flower beneath Hundred Illusions Butterfly on the branch suddenly vanished.

The butterfly perched on it dropped, completely unprepared.

It was about to fall into the pond below when its body stopped abruptly. Then it rose, tracing an elegant curve through the air.

Hundred Illusions Butterfly settled lazily on the branches of White Plum Blossom.

Its eyes were still heavy with sleep.

"Lord Xiao Xiao, you're back."

"Did you