Honey and Eevee's Spring

Noon, research center

The cafeteria air was thick with the aromas of honey, wheat, and butter.

A student held a honey-crusted bread in his hand, tore off the crispy crust from the bottom, and stuffed it into his mouth, the crunching sound echoing throughout the cafeteria.

"Bang!"

A student slammed his fist on the table, raised his hand, and shouted, attracting the attention of those around him.

"Who made these honey buns? Who the hell made these?"

Before the student could utter a word of praise, four fruit knives of different sizes flew out of the kitchen, and with a whoosh, they spun across the fifty-meter distance and pierced between the student's fingers.

"Ralts! Ralts!" Wearing a chef's hat, Ralts straddled the glass display case, arms crossed, pursed his lips, raised his chin, and glared menacingly at the students who had stood up.

<(｀^´)>

Are you deliberately picking a fight?

Doesn't she know whether the food her trainer makes is good or not?

The student immediately broke out in a cold sweat and sat back down on the spot.

"Serves you right for looking for trouble. Our little cook is angry now, isn't she?" teased the student sitting next to him.

"Damn, who would have thought that Ralts's psychic power was so strong? We're at least fifty meters away from the kitchen."

Not only can it precisely manipulate its psychic powers to send four swords flying, but it can also precisely pierce into gaps less than two centimeters wide. This is something that Ralts, who was born not long ago, can do.

It's only been four days!

"If the little guy wasn't strong enough, he probably wouldn't have been able to cut through the table."

"Alright, Ralts, bring the knife back. I still need to cut fruit," Wei Xin said, busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Ralts!" Ralts manipulated its psychic powers and carefully handed it to Wei Xin.

"Little Frost Fairy, could you get me a Phoenix Pear Fruit?"

Pineapple fruit has a sour taste and is a great ingredient for cutting through greasiness.

"Frost!" Frost Fairy obediently picked out the three best quality pears from the basket, decorated them with her own frosty cream, and handed them to Wei Xin.

Alcremie, the Cream Pokémon, gives its berries decorated with whipped cream to those it trusts.

Taking the knife and Alcremie's berry from Ralts, Wei Xin cut the pineapple in half and placed it on the carefully prepared honey mousse cake.

"This one is from Alcremie, and this one is from Ralts." Then, Wei Xin found a transparent plastic box, put the last mousse cake in it, closed the lid, and carefully tied a bow on it with a red ribbon.

Wei Xin took off his apron and wiped his hands. Ralts used his Nen to wipe the sweat from Wei Xin's forehead with a handkerchief.

"Thanks." Wei Xin affectionately patted Ralts' head, and the little guy's face showed a happy expression.

Wei Xin carried the cake and led Ralts out of the kitchen.

[Solve the research center's lunch problem; reward 20000 action points]

"Our chef has arrived." Wei Xin was warmly welcomed by students and teachers as soon as he stepped out.

For the mental and physical health of the research center members, the chefs hired by the research center, while not Michelin-starred chefs, are at least at the level of chefs in street restaurants.

Even so, compared to Wei Xin's culinary skills, the dishes they made looked no different from the pre-packaged meals from the takeout cabinet in the eyes of the teachers and students at the research center.

"Junior brother, how about we discuss something? From now on, you'll be in charge of lunch at our research center. Your cooking is much better than the communal meals cooked by those chefs," the senior sister said excitedly, holding a loaf of bread in each hand.

[My belly has already taken on the shape of my junior brother's; it can never go back.]

So, junior brother, how about cooking for the rest of your life?

"If we can't eat our junior brother's food, wow!" The senior sister turned to look at the professor who was eating with great relish and pleaded, "Professor, how about we pay our junior brother double, not triple, his salary?"

The professor gave the senior student a cold look and said, "There's not even enough bread to fill your mouth. People have to attend classes; they don't have time to make you food."

[From now on, let the chef have weekends off... no, let's say weekends off.]

"That's too much, senior sister. I'm glad you like it," Wei Xin smiled, lifting the cake in her hand. "Little Eevee should still be at the nature park, right?"

Unfortunately, Mimikyu went out to participate in an activity with the students.

"It should be." The senior sister looked at the cake in Wei Xin's hand with envy. "Is that a cake for Little Yibu? I'm so envious."

What should I do if my Pokémon suddenly wants to be my junior?

……

Ibu lay on the grass in the nature park, his stomach rumbling.

Although there are fruits in the nature park, they are all guarded by other adult Pokémon. Although these Pokémon are raised by the research center and will not attack people, they will not show mercy to other Pokémon.

Eevee is too young to beat them at all.

She regretted it; she shouldn't have refused to eat yesterday out of spite.

But the thought of those students from yesterday made her furious.

They put in so much effort to perform, doing backflips and dancing, and they just watched and left. That's so unfair!

The winter sun shone on Eevee, and for some reason, the image of that trainer appeared before Eevee's eyes again.

I miss him so much... but I don't miss him at all.

Eevee shook its head and waved its front paws, dispelling the illusion before it.

(⁼̴̀д⁼̴́)

She doesn't want a trainer who immediately turns around and finds another Pokémon.

But he came yesterday, specifically to the nature park.

Did you come to see me?

Did I go too far? He's a trainer, it's normal for him to have other Pokémon.

Yes, this is perfectly normal; you're just making a mountain out of a molehill.

She doesn't have any special relationship with the trainer, so why should he wait for her?

Eevee suddenly realized that the trainer wasn't wrong; it was just that she was being childish and shouldn't have acted that way. So she should apologize properly later.

Even if a Pokémon can't become a trainer.

Eevee looked up and around, but there were no other baby Pokémon around.

Last night, all the other Pokémon were sent away, but she was the only one left behind, even though she really didn't want to go back to where she used to live.

The people there always made her touch some strange stones. After touching them, she could feel something inexplicable inside her body, and then she would feel uncomfortable for a while. But the researchers there wouldn't care about her; they would just look at her with a disappointed expression.

She didn't want to go back. She felt that if she went back, she would be dealt with by those people in white clothes, who never had any empathy for Pokémon.

But what about the people here? They're also a group of people wearing white coats.

People in white coats are really scary.

I wish someone could take me away.

She is obedient and sensible; she does whatever her trainer tells her to do.

She doesn't want anything, all she wants is a trainer who is willing to love her.

Well, it would be even better if the parents were good-looking, and it would be best if they could hold her while she slept at night, otherwise she always has nightmares.

It's really scary. I really want a place where I can feel safe.

Eevee thought of that trainer again... Will he come?

Ibu walked into the grass and found a flower that was blooming at the end of winter.

Ibu stepped on the flower stem, bit off the petals one by one, and silently recited in his heart.

He will come, he won't come, he will come...

Eevee's ears fluttered with the movement of the petals until a familiar voice called out, "Little Eevee, are you there?"

ˊᵒ̴̶̷̤ꇴᵒ̴̶̷̤ˋ

Ibu's ears perked up, and he turned his head, only to hear the voice he had been longing for again: "I brought you a cake, are you there? If you don't come out soon, I'm leaving."

"Eevee!!!!"

I'm here! (˃̶͈ꇴ˂̶͈)

Fearing that Wei Xin would turn and run away, Ibu quickly got up. In his haste, he excitedly moved his four legs apart, tumbling and crawling, finally clumsily crossing the grass and rolling to Wei Xin. He looked up and saw the late winter sunlight falling on Wei Xin.

Then the warmth of early spring fell upon her.

Wei Xin gently stroked the fluffy fur on Ibu's neck: "I heard you haven't been eating lately, so I brought you some bread."

Wei Xin took the honey bread, wrapped in a plastic bag, out of his collar and placed it in front of Yibu.

The sweet aroma of honey and the scent of wheat made Eevee's mouth water, and her stomach made a rather unladylike rumbling sound. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked at her trainer somewhat shyly.

(๑ﾉᴗ◔ิ๑)

"Eat up, I can make you more if you're not full." Wei Xin smiled at Eevee and placed the plastic box containing the cake in front of Eevee. "I also made some dessert for you here, a honey mousse cake, I think you'll like it."

He came because he cared about him. Hearing Wei Xin's words, Ibu was deeply moved. He lowered his head and munched on his bread, while his fluffy tail behind him began to spin happily like a propeller.

Sweet, soft, and carrying the scent and warmth of the trainer.

Like spring itself, spring came to visit her with bread.

Eevee happily raised its head and then saw a small figure walk out from beside the trainer's feet.

"Ralts?" Ralts tilted its head in confusion as it ate its honey mousse cake, its eyes meeting Eevee's.

Eevee's expression froze the moment he saw Ralts.

(〒_〒)

Spring is here, and with it, other Pokémon!