Pokémon Farm Story

"The machine for making energy cubes arrived this morning, so let's start making them tomorrow."

“It can also replenish inventory.”

Thinking about what he was going to do next, Natsume found that his future life seemed to be very fulfilling.

Well, it's a newly started farm after all.

"Jujuan."

After walking out of the bathroom, Curly Ears, who was holding the hair dryer, raised the hair dryer in his hand as if offering a treasure.

It looked like he had been waiting for a while.

"Thank you, Curly Ears."

"Jujuan."

It’s okay, you want me to help you blow-dry your hair.

Using his hands and feet to climb onto the platform on the side, Curly-Eared Man looked at Natsume with some anticipation.

"no thanks."

Looking at the expectant Curly-Eared Girl, Natsume rejected him with a little reluctance.

Boys blow dry their hair very quickly.

And I always feel that if I agree to it, I might become a useless person in the future.

Natsume doesn't want to be regarded as a creature with imperfect limbs by netizens at such a young age.

In this world, it is common for a person to be turned into a useless person by his own Pokémon.

"Jujuan."

After being rejected by Natsume, Curly-Eared Boy shook his ears, looking a little disappointed but not very sad.

This made Natsume feel relieved.

He can be ruthless to outsiders, but he always feels that he can't put on a serious face when making requests to his own Pokémon.

I am not good at playing the role of a strict father.

At least that's what Natsume himself thinks.

After drying his hair, Natsume was about to go back to his room to sleep, but he found that Curly-eared Boy was following him closely.

"Aren't you going back to your room to sleep?"

"Jujuan."

In response to Natsume's question, Curly Ear shook his head and climbed onto the lazy sofa on the side.

He patted the mat beneath him, indicating that he wanted to sleep here.

"Okay, good night then, Curly Ears."

"Jujuan."

Good night Natsume

With a click, the lights in the room went out.

Just like the sun sinking into the horizon outside the window, the world fell into silence.

Apart from……

"sough."

There seemed to be some Pokémon moving in a bush not far from the house.

Chapter 10: Stealth Suit and the Calm Athlete's Posture

When the sun's rays completely disappeared over the horizon, the noisy world fell into silence for a short time.

But it soon became lively again.

It's like the night staff has taken over the job and is ready to enjoy the fun of the night under the cover of darkness.

People always think that the night should be quiet.

But in fact the night is always full of stories.

The world of Pokémon is no exception.

Many Pokémon that had been sleeping soundly in their nests during the day stretched their stiff muscles and walked out of their safe and warm shelters to look for food.

Even hibernating bears will hunt for prey and eat a lot of it first thing they do after waking up.

You need to eat.

Of course, except for some Pokémon who naturally prefer to appear in the dark.

Some Pokémon choose to move at night to avoid human activities.

"sough."

"Hmm?"

The bushes shook slightly.

A small dark green head popped out cautiously.

Those starry eyes were filled with tension and anxiety.

Although I know that this is not a good idea and a bit dangerous.

But those eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the pile of debris.

Those were some useless things that Natsume cleaned out in the morning.

Including but not limited to some broken furniture and some children's toys.

Including glass marbles, playing cards, toy soldiers and so on.

If Natsume saw these items as a child, he would probably be very happy.

But now Natsume feels nothing when he sees these favorite toys from his childhood.

There is neither the joy of reliving childhood nor the shame of being attacked by dark history.

It seems that those once vivid and joyful memories have quietly faded without us noticing.

Just like childhood and youth that left without saying goodbye.

Maybe this is what growing up is.

"Hmm."

The Pokémon in the bushes tilted its head, curiously looking at the glass beads glittering in the moonlight among the pile of debris.

It was obviously a very cheap item, but under the moonlight it actually had the color of gemstones.

It looks like a priceless treasure.

Now, it attracted the attention of an 'unworldly' Pokémon.

The Pokémon in the bushes looked at the house next to the sundries.

At this time, the two-story building was dark and there was no sound at all.

Logically speaking, Cat Boss is a nocturnal Pokémon, but living with Natsume for many years has also changed Cat Boss's daily routine to a certain extent.

After careful 'checking', the Pokémon determined that all the people and Pokémon in the house were asleep.

It's time to take action!

"Hmmmm."

She took out the stealth suit that she had carefully made during the day from behind her back, and the petite figure hummed a cheerful tune.

Although it's just a tune hummed casually, it sounds interesting.

Just like those wild and beautiful imaginations always come from innocent children.

After putting on the battle suit, the petite figure's eyes became sharp.

Night treasure battle! Begin!

Imitating the posture that she had seen somewhere before, the petite figure did a somersault and then lay on the ground.

After wrapping his whole body with the battle suit, he looked carefully towards the direction of the house through the gap.

Well, good, no one noticed.

Nodding contentedly, the petite figure was very satisfied with her own operation.

I still have some talent.

"Well...."

Even though she covered her mouth, the petite figure reminded herself not to get carried away and to keep working hard.

He adjusted his mentality and continued crawling on the ground wearing his battle uniform.

Creep, creep, tumble.

Then he stopped and peered through the slit in his suit.

Repeat this process and move towards the pile of debris.

It is worth mentioning here that the so-called battle suit is a very worn dark green jacket.

Some items for concealment were carefully arranged on it.

For example, weeds, rags and other items.

Although it looks a bit rough and shabby, some details show that the owner of this piece of work takes this "battle suit" very seriously.

Along the way, the petite figure maintained a low-key style and did not make any sound.

But it did not notice that there were several pairs of eyes on the balcony on the second floor staring at it with strange eyes.

'Is this the green head you were talking about?'

The cat boss, squatting on the edge of the balcony, glanced at the blue jay beside him.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was very clear.

The blue jay nearby spread its wings and was about to shout with its usual loud voice.

Then he saw the cat boss staring at him with an unfriendly look.

A sharp cold light could be vaguely seen between the claws.

The crunch that was already at the tip of his mouth was forcefully swallowed.

"Yes, this guy was the one who was peeping yesterday!"

'This guy must be a perverted voyeur!'

'Let's go teach it a lesson!'

The blue jay tried to convey his meaning through his body language and flexible eyes and rich expressions.

But it looks like...

It’s hard to describe in a few words.

It can also be said to be horrific.

'Perhaps you could consider doing pantomime or comedy.'

Butterfree patted Blue Jay's wings to express its affirmation of its talent.

This kid (takes a deep breath), might actually be able to save the entertainment industry! (clenches fist very hard)

Compared to the few people who didn't care at all, Juanjuan'er seemed a little worried.

He gently nudged the big cat, then Curly-eared Cat leaned close to the other's ear and called softly.

Do you want to call Natsume?

Tilting his head, the cat boss looked at the unknown creature that was "dark and wriggling" on the ground.