harleyscars Chapter 418 It seems like being a son-in-law of the God of the East isn't so bad after all.
Chapter 418 It seems like being a son-in-law of the God of the East isn't so bad after all.
Chapter 418 It seems like being a son-in-law of the God of the East isn't so bad after all.
the next day.
Because the work of translating ancient texts with Cynthia last night continued until midnight, Aoba, who is usually healthy and goes to bed early, slept for the entire morning after returning to Sinnoh the next day due to the combined pressure of staying up late and jet lag.
At 10:00 AM Sinnoh time, Cynthia's bedroom door was opened.
Wearing an adorable pink loungewear outfit, Zhu Lan yawned with her eyes half-closed, her long, messy golden hair swaying slightly behind her as she walked.
"I was really engrossed last night, and before I knew it, it was this late."
Zhu Lan, her face etched with drowsiness, shook her head, then forced herself to stay awake, her gaze unconsciously drifting towards the guest room on the other side.
"I remember—Qingyu isn't very good at staying up late, is he? I wonder if he's awake yet."
Recalling the details of their time together as childhood sweethearts, Zhu Lan, who should have been heading to the washroom to wash up, suddenly stopped and, as if possessed, grabbed the doorknob.
After pushing the door open as gently as possible and avoiding making any noise, Zhu Lan, dressed in pink loungewear, sneaked into Qing Yu's guest room like a sly cat stealing dried fish.
Since it's a guest room, the layout is naturally very simple.
The only thing that could probably catch her attention was Qingyu, who was lying on his side on the bed, still lost in a sweet dream.
Did I really push him a bit last night?
I was already jet-lagged, and then, on a whim, I dragged him to stay up until after 2 a.m.
Gazing at Aoba's peaceful sleeping face, Cynthia suddenly whispered, "Yeah, it's all Padia's fault. If we had stayed in the Sinnoh region, we wouldn't have had to deal with jet lag anymore~"
Given this, as an intellectual and mature champion and mythologist, Zhu Lan would certainly not say it aloud.
But at least at this moment, she has only one identity: Yi Qingyu's childhood sweetheart.
Of course, when Qingyu was sober, Zhulan would never say something that might bother him.
But if it were now—
Let yourself be a little indulgent this time~
This is a privilege exclusive to childhood sweethearts!
As Zhu Lan pondered this, she slowly walked towards the bed.
However, at that moment...
"Bu-ee—?" (—) o
A soft, guttural voice suddenly came from inside the room, causing Zhu Lan to freeze in place.
She subconsciously turned around and discovered Sylveon, whose figure had been hidden by the bedside table in the blind spot by the doorway.
In her hazy dream, she vaguely heard some noises around her. With her keen hearing, Sylveon stood up in a daze, blinking her sleepy eyes, and quickly turned her head toward where Cynthia was standing.
zZZ————？！
It was dozing off, but when it saw a bamboo orchid suddenly appear in the room, it instantly woke up.
What, what's going on?! ∑（°△°）
Although she didn't know why Cynthia was here, Sylveon noticed the expression on her face—a mix of blankness, surprise, embarrassment, and shyness—and instinctively realized what was going on.
Could it be that I woke up at the wrong time?
Would it be better to pretend you didn't see anything and just go back to sleep?
But if they've already been discovered, wouldn't continuing to act seem a bit too deliberate?
The trainer in this family has no romantic skills to begin with, and he actually stumbled upon this classic scene that only happens in TV dramas.
How embarrassing!
Wait a minute—doesn't it seem like the male and female protagonists' perspectives are reversed now?
Never mind, that's not important!
If I had known, I would have stayed at the research lab last night like the other Pokémon!
Sylveon's changing expressions amused Cynthia, who was initially feeling a bit guilty, and she relaxed as a result.
"Shh"
Cynthia extended a finger, touched her lower lip, and smiled at Sylveon.
Sylveon immediately realized what was happening, covered its little mouth with two ribbons and made a sealing motion before nodding repeatedly at her and then shaking its head frantically.
I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything at all!
Then, under the watchful eye of Sylveon, Cynthia closed her outstretched fingers into a palm and gently waved them in front of her.
Zhu Lan quickly disappeared behind the door.
Looking at the closed door, Sylveon sighed helplessly and turned to look at Qingyu, who was sleeping soundly beside her.
Seriously, why are you sleeping so soundly at a time like this, you idiot trainer!
With a gentle push from its hind legs, Sylveon silently jumped onto the bed and lay down on the empty pillow on the other side.
I wish I had stayed at the research institute with everyone last night.
but----
It seems that even I only found out last night that I can't fall asleep no matter what if I'm too far away from my trainer.
That's why it sneaked back into the room in the middle of the night and just happened to witness what had just happened.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never left Qingyu's side since I was born, which is why I have developed such a deep dependence on him.
Only when accompanied by their trainer do they feel at ease, and even battles are only to meet their expectations, which is how they slightly overcome their timid personality flaws.
Without a trainer, I—
Thinking of this, Sylveon tucked its limbs in, lay on the pillow in a cat-like pose with its paws tucked in, and buried its face in the pillow.
The four ribbons extending from its neck tentatively reached into the blankets and then slowly wrapped around the trainer's arm.
For Sylveon, this is an affectionate gesture expressing goodwill.
A faint heartbeat could be heard through her arm, and Sylveon quickly calmed down, her breathing gradually becoming steady.
There's really nothing we can do.
Since I've ruined the trainer's plans, I'll make up for it with my long-lost act of being cute!
"Qingyu, wake up."
"It's already noon~"
A woman's gentle voice called out to him.
As Qingyu's consciousness gradually returned to her body, she immediately narrowed her eyes.
"An unfamiliar ceiling —"
That was what he originally wanted to say.
However, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a blonde woman.
"If you don't get up soon, Grandma will be preparing lunch!"
In her line of sight, Zhu Lan, dressed in black casual clothes, was smiling and waving at her.
"oh oh!"
Qingyu responded instinctively at first, then realized what was happening and suddenly sat up in bed.
Get up!
I woke up to find an angel had descended upon me?
"I should be able to eat after I wash up. I'll go downstairs to help Grandma."
Seeing that Qingyu had not yet regained consciousness, Zhulan simply smiled and turned to leave the room.
"By the way, thank you for your hard work last night~"
Just before closing the door, Zhu Lan suddenly poked her head out from behind the door and gave Qing Yu, who was staring blankly, a playful smile.
He left behind a message that was unclear in meaning.
? ? ? ?
After being forcibly turned on, Qingyu, whose mind was still in a state of confusion, instantly woke up.
What kind of vulgar and offensive language is this? Don't say things that are ambiguous!
Qingyu used to think that life at the Sunshine Dojo was very leisurely.
As a museum owner, his workload seems considerable, but if you only consider the content, it's actually quite light.
Later, they even implemented an automated battle system, allowing Pokémon to face challengers on their own, or simply send out their two "favorite" Pokémon from their gym, Mewtwo and Nemo.
These two are even more formidable, each one more ruthless than the other.
As a result, he, the owner of the dojo, later became the most idle person in the dojo.
But upon returning to Sinnoh, Aoba suddenly realized—
What a miserable life I used to live!
In Shenhe Town, it seemed like I couldn't get any work done. After getting up and having lunch, I could only sit on the sofa and stare blankly.
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These carefree days are truly —
So spicy!
Being a son-in-law of Sinnoh doesn't seem like a bad idea, does it?
I'm sorry, President Ye Ci, please don't contact me anymore. I'm afraid Zhu Lan will misunderstand!
After taking a sip of hot tea while sitting on the sofa, Qingyu quickly developed a contented expression and subconsciously thought to herself.
Of course, the above was just a joke he made to amuse himself.
Given how much the Padia League values him now, if he were to actually say that, President Yaji would probably storm into Sinnoh tomorrow.
Setting down the teacup, Qingyu, now fully awake, quickly revealed a resolute expression.
As a seasoned and experienced gold medalist, his rock-solid will would not be eroded by such sweet words!
I'll save the enjoyment for retirement. I'm only eighteen, it's the perfect time to strive!
After giving herself a pep talk, Qingyu's resolve grew even stronger.
However, I don't know what to do now.
With nothing to do at home, Professor Iris and Cynthia each having their own jobs, and his Pokémon still not having finished their checkups, he was indeed a bit bored, now all alone.
After much thought, Qingyu decided to go out for a walk and take the opportunity to recall the layout of Shenhe Town.
As soon as he stepped outside, a menacing-looking Pokémon on the lawn spotted him and glared at him menacingly.
"Kaoh!"
Qingyu, who hadn't noticed it before, was immediately drawn by the sound and froze on the spot.
Oh no, how could I have forgotten about that?
Cynthia's Garchomp won't be giving me a friendly look.
Qingyu looked slightly embarrassed, and her pace slowed down considerably.
[Garuda used its terrifying face, greatly reducing Aoba's speed!]
In his memory, when he was a child, he would often tell Garchomp some "meaningful" lame jokes.
Phrases such as "Don't make baseless accusations, the Dragon Roar is also a Dragon Dance!", "What kind of Sandstorm Brother are you?", and "You'll know how much malice the world has for you when you grow up" were even later summarized by Cynthia into the ten topics Garchomp hates the most.
As a result, even the person who told it lame jokes was disliked.
While they might not suddenly attack me, they certainly wouldn't be friendly.
Qingyu was actually quite puzzled about the past—
Logically, he should be a time traveler, but judging from the occasional memories he recalls from the past, the content of these words seems to be similar to his own tone when he spoke.
However, since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.
When Qingyu came to her senses, she had already walked quite a distance and was walking towards Garchomp step by step under its watchful gaze.
"Kao?"
Garchomp, on the other hand, paused for a moment before adopting a defensive posture.
Instead of running away, did it walk towards me?
If they're going to tell those meaningless, obviously self-deprecating jokes, it's okay to control your temper and give them a little punishment, right?
Noticing Garchomp's resentful gaze, Qingyu stopped, thinking to herself, "At this point, perhaps using sandwich diplomacy would be more effective?"
"It's a pity that we're in Sinnoh now, and I can't bring back the ingredients for making sandwiches even if I go back to Sinnoh."
"However, if we're talking about things that can bring people closer—"
"I think I still have some baby formula left in my system space."
The "Flying Dragon Milk Powder," which was originally a system reward used to supplement the baby dragon's nutrition, has been gathering dust in the system space ever since it evolved into a shelled dragon and could no longer eat.
As for whether this thing is actually effective against earth dragons, he really wasn't sure.
Anyway, give it a try!
Besides, if she wants to deepen her relationship with Cynthia, she can't let her relationship with Garchomp remain so strained, can she?
Qingyu quickly focused his mind, and suddenly an iron can appeared out of thin air in his hand.
"Kah?"
Garchomp blinked, somewhat confused as to how Qingyu had managed to do that.
Are you performing magic tricks here?
"Want to try it? My Salamence loved drinking it before it evolved!"
Qingyu held the tin can between her arms, opened one end of the can while using her other hand to open the packaging.
Soon, with its movements, a rich milky aroma filled the surroundings, causing Garchomp to subconsciously squint its eyes.
It smells so good, it looks like it will taste delicious.
No, wait!
Garchomp, which had been showing an appreciative expression, suddenly changed its demeanor and used its "Terrifying Face" on Aoba once again.
"Kah!"
You rascal, you're playing me again!
Who feeds an adult dragon milk powder? Do they think I'm a child?!
Several hash symbols appeared on Garchomp's forehead.
If it weren't for the fact that Qingyu didn't seem to be deliberately toying with it this time, it would have already made its move!
"Don't you like it?"
Noticing its changing expression, Qingyu couldn't quite decipher it for a moment.
However, I can tell that Garchomp is very angry, so it's best not to provoke it any further.
Qingyu was about to take back the opened can of milk powder when her hands were suddenly restrained by a tremendous force.
Looking down, he saw that Garchomp's scythe-like hands were on his arms, easily grabbing him.
Although it didn't speak, Qingyu accurately understood its thoughts this time from the way its head was turned to the side and its slightly guilty gaze.
I didn't say I didn't want it!
"I understand, I understand, then wait for me a moment~"
A smile instantly appeared on Qingyu's face. She turned and floated into the research institute to prepare a "gift" for Garchomp.
At the same time, he thought to himself:
So that's how it is! Garchomp is still the same silly, cute, and sweet-toothed Gible!
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