Gengar

"Mimikyu?" Mimikyu looked up at Wei Xin behind Ralts with a puzzled expression as Ralts offered it a cookie.

"This is Ralts. She hatched from my egg. Do you remember the day I went to the research center?" Wei Xin explained, only then realizing that Mimikyu had never met Ralts before.

The one that hatches from the egg is the boss's daughter?

Looking down at the larger cookie in front of him, he glanced at Ralts's expressionless face, his eyes filled with undisguised longing.

A small black hand extended from under Mimikyu's coat, reaching all the way to Ralts and taking the smaller cookie from her hand.

The boss's daughter must be pampered.

Actually, we don't lack cookies at home. After all, we have a few little foodies living in the house. The luxury of Weixin's refrigerator is comparable only to Tom and Jerry.

The premise is that Morubek didn't sneak out of the room in the middle of the night, quietly open the refrigerator door, and go in to eat and drink to his heart's content.

However, since Mimikyu is so sensible, there's probably no need to worry about relationships between family members.

"Mobe!" Upon seeing a new member in the house, Mobe jumped off Mari's head, slammed onto the table, and bounced back up. He stood on tiptoe, one hand in his pocket, the other waving in the air, and opened his mouth, smiling as he greeted Mimikyu.

My name is Morbeco. If you like, you can call me Boss Bebe. I can accept that.

It's Pikachu!

"Mimi!" The moment Mimikyu saw Morpeko, it was as if it had seen someone eating creamy baked spaghetti, macaroni, and dumplings filled with garlic bean paste from the Eastern Kingdom, and the underlying code hidden in its body was triggered.

Under the cloth cover, a black hand reached up to Morupek's head, growing larger and larger until, with a snap, it appeared.

He slapped Morbeko unconscious on the table like swatting a mosquito, his face grim as he stared intently at Morbeko.

Something dirty got into the boss's house.

Therefore, I want to drive all the electric mice out of the boss's house, leaving none behind.

Does this mean they hate Pikachu and Electric Mouse? It can't be that Mimikyu has face blindness and threw it at the wrong person.

"Stop fooling around, Morpeko isn't Pikachu, it's a member of the family too." Reaching out, Wei Xin touched Mimikyu, which couldn't breathe because it didn't have a mouth, and corrected him, "You should get along well."

"I'm going to the kitchen to make dinner. Mary, help me with Mimikyu and make sure she doesn't fight with Morpeko."

Wei Xin put on an apron and stepped into the kitchen.

Humans are born into this world with only two main tasks, one of which is eating. So, no matter what happens when a Pokémon hunter causes trouble in the city, it won't matter if his mother flies over Shanghai on a Kyogre.

You ask why I don't ride Groudon?

Ah!

The pressure cooker was simmering with bone broth that couldn't be turned into light, hissing with steam. Wei Xin looked up, his gaze passing through the window to the dark clouds outside. Under the gloomy sky, the shadows behind the streetlights swayed slightly.

Wei Xin took out his phone from his pocket and checked the news.

[The Central Meteorological Observatory of the Eastern Union has issued a red alert for heavy rain, with some areas expected to experience torrential downpours.]

When you say "localized," do you mean that this torrential rain only hit Shanghai, while other surrounding cities received no rainfall at all?

If it's not that the Pokémon Hunter's mother really flew over Shanghai on a Kyogre, then there's only one possibility left.

The Eastern Alliance, or perhaps Pokémon hunters, are using this method to block traffic and people from entering and leaving. As for why they would choose this method...

Wei Xin doesn't even know where the end of the universe is, how could he possibly know this?

It can only be said that the important figures at the top naturally had their reasons.

After dinner, Mary was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, while the long-haired troll was lifting weights in the living room. Faced with Wei Xin's dinner, he had given up all resistance.

Since I can't quit anyway, I might as well eat whatever I want and consider it as gaining weight so I can compete in higher weight classes in the future.

A wicked frog crouched in the yard, watching the passersby.

Ralts was thinking about how to make herself fly.

While no one was paying attention to him, Morbeco quietly crept up to the refrigerator, rubbed his hands together, and licked his lips with lingering satisfaction. As a mouse, it's normal to steal food, right? He stretched out his sinful hands.

Until he opened the refrigerator, he saw a yellowish-gray figure standing inside, staring intently at him, as if it had been expected.

Sorry, this place is full.

He pulled out a fist the size of a sandbag from behind, which he had prepared beforehand, and before Morbeco could panic and run away, he struck Morbeco's chin hard, completing the knockout.

Then, carrying the unconscious Morpeko by the tail and lifting its rear, the shadow under the cloth transformed into a leg, kicking Morpeko into the yard.

If you're an electric mouse once, you'll be an electric mouse for life!

This is to rid the boss of a scourge, not to settle a personal score.

Although the boss didn't mind Morubek stealing food at all.

Wei Xin lay on the sofa to rest, watching his classmates discuss the sudden downpour in the group chat while also studying his opponents for tomorrow's preliminary round.

Number 210, Wang Jie, Pokémon: Squirtle.

"First Charmander, then Squirtle, will the opponent in the first round of the main competition be Bulbasaur?"

Is this a plan to make me fight all three of the original starter Pokémon?

He hopes to face a strong opponent. Compared to smurfing in his comfort zone, Wei Xin prefers to challenge higher-level opponents, since they offer more experience.

As long as it doesn't crash.

Thinking this, Wei Xin suddenly felt a chill, not realizing the danger, and Wei Xin shuddered.

Instead, she sensed something slipping through her superpowers and entering her body when she wasn't looking.

Wei Xin suddenly felt unable to move his body, his mouth open, stammering, unable to make a sound.

Holy crap, sleep paralysis? Wei Xin was shocked.

Then, a chubby little purple hand emerged from his mouth.

The chubby hand bent down and touched Wei Xin's face. Wei Xin stood there stunned. For some reason, Wei Xin saw confusion in that hand. Then, it carefully touched Wei Xin's face. After confirming, it happily patted Wei Xin's cheek. Before leaving, it gave Wei Xin a heavy pinch, still feeling unsatisfied.

Gengar, you bastard!

Someone's trying to start a fight!

"Mimi!" In the living room, Mimikyu trembled at the sight, so much so that the cloth covering her body almost came off. Without saying a word, she jumped up.

As if sensing danger, the moment Mimikyu landed on Wei Xin, its chubby purple hand quickly withdrew, and Wei Xin regained his mobility, panting heavily.

Mimikyu rushed to Wei Xin, as if to confirm where the dirty thing had been hidden. Mimikyu stretched out its two hands, pried open Wei Xin's mouth, and stuck its head inside to Wei Xin's shocked gaze.

Is it possible that your eyes are on your stomach, and if you stick your head in, you can't see anything?

Just as Mimikyu was wondering what was going on, a malicious laugh came from the living room.

"Hehehehe!"

Hearing the noise, everyone in the living room turned their gaze and saw the shadow beneath Wei Xin shift and land in the center of the living room.

A chubby little purple boy, covering his mouth and chuckling, slowly floated out of the shadows.