I Have A Gardevoir

I Have A Gardevoir Chapter 462

2022-01-16

Chapter 462 Extra Story No. 2 Wujo Satoru's Day (middle)

Wujo Satoru, the former World's Mightiest sorcerer.

Although he has made remarks such as "I hate honesty the most" more than once, in fact, like Spider-Man, he follows the concept of "with great power, great responsibility".

It is both the strongest and the most tiring.

If it weren't for the comprehended reversal spell and evolve it into a passive permanent Ability, constantly making up for the consumption of mental and physical strength, the result of Gojo Satoru will only be worse than Zhuge Kongming, working overtime until he is young Just overworked.

Now that the entire incantation system has been completely destroyed, Gojo Satoru's responsibilities and passive abilities no longer exist. There is no need for continuous rotation day and night, and there is no passive ability support.

So he started to go into lay-flat mode.

Rest starts for ten hours a day, sleep until late in the morning is the foundation, and take a nap at noon, accidentally even sleep in a dark place, as if really want to make up for the lost sleep.

I can't be the strongest magician, but the strongest teacher... Jue Huang is not bad!

——Gojo Satoru himself said so.

However, Wutiaowu wanted to be the "Kuehuang", but the outside world did not agree.

world Because Akari, the "super-large catfish", is undergoing a change in Heaven and Earth turning upside down, you, the once strongest, and Akari's number one ally, hide in a small building and become unified.

Therefore, there is the "calling morning" service of the Noctuid Righteous Way.

Before the nocturnal moth was on the right track, there were other people who called premature.

So Gojo Satoru calmly brushed his teeth, washed his face, changed his clothes, and took care of his hair in front of Teacher's face - without the signature "no lower limit" technique, you can't style your hair casually, you can only rely on yourself .

Fortunately, my Wujou is naturally beautiful, and I don't need to be as elegant as rejoice. It is a beautiful landscape no matter what.

Putting up a retro mid-parted head, Gojo Satoru grinned in front of the mirror, revealing two big white teeth, making Night Moth's righteous path speechless and dizzy.

Gan, the sunglasses can't stop it, is this bastard a humanoid Shiny bomb?

Forget it when there is a spell, how can it be so flashy without a spell? How much did the gods favor this guy? Blind eyes?

But after thinking about the existence of Pokémon, and another existence that is not much different from "the god of the present", the Nocturne Righteous Path can only helplessly sighed.

This world is getting more and more incomprehensible.

"Give it up, I have 'six eyes' and I can't read it."

Gojo Satoru heartless said sarcastically, and before the old principal, Teacher, reacted and beat him, Use old bastard's famous stunt "mud to Luda" jumped to the restaurant and sat down at the table.

At this point, Mewtwo just handed the frying pan to Gojo Satoru, flipping it skillfully, letting the fried egg fall on the plate in front of Gojo Satoru.

"Thank you, Mewtwo!"

Gojo Satoru casually swiped with his chopsticks, opened the egg skin, and the unsolidified egg liquid slowly flowed out.

"You're a jerk. Your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"Malumalum (you are so useless)—" The Electrode on the exclusive Charge base on the opposite side makes a mocking sound.

Mewtwo is not like the source Mew. It was not born with a mission. Whether it is ability or character, it is all acquired, and the same is true of cooking.

Electrode clearly remembered that it was an afternoon, and there was no one in the high school because of the decisive battle with the "ultimate boss" Akari - the warlocks were all training, and the logistics staff were all on long vacations to avoid been implicated.

Gojo Satoru went to the kitchen to find something to eat because he was hungry, but couldn't find any cooked food, so he suddenly had a thought to cook by himself.

The whole process is quite smooth. After all, with the "six eyes" and the fine control power to match it, it is a difficult thing to light the kitchen and make black charcoal or indescribable things. .

Just as Gojo Satoru sternly declared, "It's not that easy, you can do it if you have a hand", Mewtwo took a bite first, and her already pale face moved towards purple.

Mewtwo then went into the kitchen and started researching the seasoning.

Since then, the Gojo's kitchen has become Mewtwo's private plot.

Electrode has one more reason to dislike its owner.

That is to say, this ball has no hands and feet, no Confusion, otherwise I will cook, not to mention a full-fledged Manchurian feast, at least the whole four dishes and one soup.

As for letting Gojo Satoru do it, neither Mewtwo nor Electrode thought about it.

This stuff is a hopeless piece of junk.

Besides, it's normal for Pokémon to do housework with Mrs. Gardevoir in front of her.

As everyone knows, the way Gardevoir and Akari get along is an anomaly. Does this count as a bad start for Pokémon and Trainer's relationship...or a good start?

In short, in this strange and familiar foreign world, everything is possible.

At least, either Akari's side or Gojo Satoru's side, neither rejects this way of getting along.

No matter how much Electrode fought with Wujo Satoru, they never thought about changing the owner, and they never fell off the chain at the critical moment.

That's enough.

After breakfast, Gojo Satoru still has both hands spread out, and he doesn't care about being an uncle, so Mewtwo will naturally leave the task of cleaning the battlefield.

This Uncle still has business to do.

"What time is the meeting?" Wujou asked the night moth the right way.

"It's ten o'clock, there are fifteen minutes left. If you don't hurry up, you may be late."

"Then you'll be late, anyway. said.

The righteous path of the night moth began to gear up again, ready to beat people.

Wujo Satoru then changed his words: "I'm joking, then, Mewtwo, please stay behind, go to Lightning Star, it's up to you whether you will be late."

Electrode rolled The eyes, while giving Gojo Satoru a Thunder Shock as usual, moved to the door, waiting for Gojo Satoru to come up.

Yi Mo Zhengdao glanced at Mewtwo, who was wearing an apron, holding a plate with both hands, and wiping the table with a rag on his tail, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem without Mewtwo?"

"No problem." Gojo Satoru lightly laughed.

At this moment, Ye Mo Zhengdao finally retrieved the shadow of Wujou's past.

That invincible, invincible in the whole world, even if all the magicians and spell spirits are blocking the way, I can kill the supreme powerhouse by myself.

"Mewtwo has never killed anyone, not a single one."

As the strongest ever, dedicated to breaking the old world pattern and bringing new styles, the forerunner, the enemy of Gojo Satoru Not to mention that he can't even count them.

I couldn't help you when you were invincible, but now you're not invincible, there is a weak spot, even more how Akari "made evil", a large part of it will be counted on you.

I can imagine what kind of Revenge Gojo Satoru will face after the magic power system disappears.

But the final result is that Gojo Satoru is safe and sound, and those of Revenge and his people are miserable one by one.

Everyone thinks it's the work of Gojo Satoru's new Pokémon Mewtwo, only Gojo Go and his partner's two Pokémon know that Mewtwo is only responsible for shielding and transferring, and Gojo Go is responsible for killing people with blood doing.

He, like Akari, retains a perseverance and purity in the bones, unwilling to let Pokémon get dark.

(end of this chapter)