Pokémon: Shiny Attractor

After hearing Wutong's voice, Kleifer was stunned for a moment, her head slightly tilted, and her eyes did not look at Wutong.

Seeing Kleifer in this state, Wutong seemed to know something.

"Yes, Teacher Wutong?" Kleifer asked.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet you here. Is this cafe opened by your family?" Wutong lowered his tone and said softly.

At this time, Kleifer was not covered tightly like in the classroom, and Wutong finally got to see Kleifer's full appearance.

Kleifer's hair was off-white, but it was a little whiter, and the completely exposed skin looked white and glowing.

The pair of pupils that were not looking at Wutong were grayish white. Fortunately, the whites of Colefel's eyes were white enough, otherwise Wutong might not be able to distinguish the whites and pupils of Colefel's eyes.

"Well, the owner of the cafe is my dad." Colefel nodded and said.

"Dad? Isn't he my brother?" Wutong murmured to himself.

"Not my brother, but my dad." Colefel's hearing was naturally sensitive.

"Sorry, sorry, please tell Brufar to do it the same as last time." Wutong said apologetically.

"Okay, Teacher Wutong." Colefel was obviously more lively in the cafe than in school.

Colefel turned around and left after giving Wutong the order. Wutong looked at Colefel's back with a little worry, but obviously, Wutong's worry was unnecessary.

Because Colefel's actions were very smooth, it seemed that Colefel had firmly remembered the layout of the cafe.

After a while, Brufar came to Wutong with the prepared food.

After placing the food in front of Wutong, Brufal naturally sat opposite Wutong.

Brufal did not speak, but just looked at Wutong silently like last time.

Wutong began to enjoy his food slowly. This time, Wutong decided to compete with Brufal to see who could keep calm.

Both of them were silent, leaving only the sound of Wutong eating.

"Are you a teacher?" Brufal asked Wutong without being able to hold back.

"Well, but I'm not a formal teacher. I was just entrusted by the principal to serve as a temporary teacher." Wutong told the truth.

"Really? Don't you want to ask anything?" Brufal asked.

"I'm just a temporary teacher. All I can say is my thoughts on fighting. I don't have professional knowledge, nor do I have any noble teacher ethics. Even if I ask more, I can't do anything, right?" Wutong said calmly.

"...Your personality is really unique. I thought you were the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs and wants to force others to help." Brufar said after a while of silence.

"It's not that unique. I just do what I want. I only act on things that interest me. But for the sake of free food, I will listen to your self-talk." Wutong said indifferently.

"Talking to yourself? Then please listen to it." Brufar said.

Brufar's self-talk was very simple. As Wutong thought, Kleifer had no vision in her eyes.

And her glowing white skin and white hair were all because Kleifer had albinism.

It was also because of albinism that Kleifer was afraid of the sun, so she would wrap herself tightly when going out.

And she still did not remove the heavy protective layer in the classroom because she was afraid of scaring other students.

"Is that so? So why are you talking to yourself here?" Wutong asked.

"I hope you can help me let Cleifer see what this world looks like." said Brufar.