My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 122 You're really sleepwalking!

"Umm"

The moonlight was like water, and Tong Hua woke up groggily in the middle of the night.

The pickpocket cat curled up in front of him, while the one pressed against his back, emitting a faint snort, was probably a foam squirrel.

Tong Hua carefully moved her body, slightly adjusting her posture to make herself feel less uncomfortable without crushing the Pokémon around her.

"Is it already dawn?" he wondered to himself, staring wide-eyed out the window not far away.

The courtyard outside the window was still shrouded in darkness, with no sign of dawn.

"Strange, was I just too excited? How did I suddenly wake up—"

As Tong Hua looked at it, she suddenly felt like something was missing.

"Um?

Where did it go?

Tong Hua looked closely and saw that Feng's bedding was indeed empty. Only Charming Cat was fast asleep on the pillow.

"Did she go to the bathroom? Did I get woken up by her noise?"

Thinking of this, Tong Hua turned slightly to the side, wanting to look towards the doorway.

As soon as he turned his head, he was so frightened that he almost screamed!

What was pressed tightly against him was not a foam squirrel at all!

Rather!

Tong Hua's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. Under the moonlight, Feng slept soundly close to him, breathing evenly, clearly unaware of what he was doing.

Her arm was still unconsciously draped over Tong Hua's waist, and her cheek rested on his shoulder.

As for the foam squirrel, it had rolled to Tong Hua's feet because of its terrible sleeping posture. It was pouting and kicking its legs in its sleep, seemingly protesting that its spot had been taken.

"Could this be sleepwalking?"

Tong Hua stood frozen in place, not daring to move. He remembered Feng's repeated warnings before she went to sleep not to launch a night raid. If she found out about this situation now, he would have no way to explain himself.

At such close range, he could even feel the warm breath of the wind brushing against his neck—

Having never seen anything like this before, Tong Hua, who had been single for two generations, quickly closed her eyes.

Just then, the wind murmured in its sleep, "Daddy—Mommy—don't go—"

Tong Hua held her breath, using all her strength to remain still, afraid of suddenly waking up from her dream.

But at the same time, the wind was talking in its sleep, and suddenly it seemed like it was about to cry.

Helpless, Tong Hua whispered reassuringly, "I won't leave—"

Under the moonlight, the wind's eyelashes trembled gently, as if it heard a response in a dream.

She unconsciously leaned closer to Tong Hua, seeking a source of warmth, a reassuring smile spreading across her lips.

"Glug—"

Tong Hua swallowed hard, slowly moved upwards, and gradually pulled herself out of bed.

Like a caterpillar, I slowly escaped from the bed!

"Whew—." Tong Hua, who had escaped, leaned against the TV cabinet, her heart pounding frighteningly fast.

Tong Hua slumped to the ground, panting heavily. Moonlight streamed into the room, and he could clearly see that Feng was still fast asleep, seemingly unaffected.

"Now I'm completely unable to sleep. I really don't know if this is lucky or unlucky."

Tong Hua clutched her chest, trying her best to calm herself down.

"I think I should just sleep in the hallway—"

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window, and the wind slowly opened its eyes. "Ah!" It suddenly realized that it was no longer in its original bed.

Beside her was an empty bed, the blankets neatly covering her, with only the foam squirrel and the pickpocket cat sleeping together.

Tong Hua was not in the room.

"I was really sleepwalking, this time I really messed up—I should have slept in the hallway."

Feng sat up and buried his head in his knees in regret.

Two bare little feet, with their toes gripping the ground, awkwardly carved out a three-bedroom apartment on the tatami mat.

She had known for a long time that she sometimes sleepwalked, and sure enough, what she feared most came true—she actually sleepwalked and crawled into Tong Hua's bed next to her!

"I'm too ashamed to face anyone—"

The mournful sound of the wind woke up the Pokémon in the house. Slimie and Bubble Squirrel were the first to open their eyes, but they didn't see Tong Hua.

"Oh my?" "Terrifying?"

The two children searched the house for a long time before finally pushing open the door and finding Tong Hua sleeping in the hallway outside the door.

The pickpocket cat nimbly darted out of the room and saw Tong Hua curled up on the corridor floor, fast asleep, covered only by a thin coat.

She immediately ran back to her room, grabbed a blanket, and gently covered Tong Hua with it.

As I walked out, I was filled with shame upon seeing this scene.

She knelt down and whispered, "Tong Hua, I'm sorry."

Tong Hua opened her eyes groggily, and seeing her flushed cheeks, she immediately woke up.

"I really didn't do anything! You really sleepwalked here—"

Tong Hua hurriedly explained, her voice a little hoarse.

Feng's face turned even redder, and she mumbled softly, "I know." She lowered her head shyly, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Just then, Machiavelle happened to pass by and saw the two of them in the corridor. She smiled and greeted them, "Good morning, both of you. Breakfast is ready."

Seeing that both of them had flushed cheeks and were avoiding eye contact, and that the atmosphere seemed a bit strange, Maggie asked a question.

"Did something happen last night?"

"Absolutely not!" they both answered in unison, their voices so loud they startled each other.

Machiavel gave a meaningful smile, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them: "I see~ It seems I was overthinking it. Please hurry up and wash up, and get ready for breakfast."

After saying that, Machiavelle turned and left.

Tong Hua and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and the Pokémon all gathered around, clinging to Tong Hua.

"Terrible." "Oh dear."

"Meow~"

Of the three Pokémon, Caterpillar is definitely the most skilled. While Bubble Squirrel and Slimie were still holding Tong Hua's hands, Caterpillar leaped up and landed on Tong Hua's shoulder, acting all cute.

"Alright, alright—stop fooling around."

Breakfast was a carefully prepared meal by the hotel.

The table was laden with Almiian specialties, including onsen eggs, roasted pomelo bread, fresh milk, and various fruit salads.

"Poyoyo~"

Seemingly feeling it wasn't enough, the three little fairy milks, along with Sweet Wuni and Mini Fu, made a sweet and creamy treat for everyone to enjoy sandwiched in bread.

"Fufu~" "Knock knock!"

Mini Fu and Salt Stone Treasure also provided seasonings to enhance the flavor. Everyone enjoyed breakfast together, chatting and laughing while looking out the window at the scenery.

With the Pokémon by his side, the awkward atmosphere between Tong Hua and Feng gradually dissipated.

The pickpocket cat obediently squatted beside Tong Hua, occasionally gently touching the wind with its tail, as if acting as a matchmaker between the two.

Foam Chipmunk and Sweetie were also attracted by the delicious food, temporarily putting aside their slight jealousy towards the new member.

Our two-day, one-night hot spring trip has come to an end today.

After breakfast, the two packed their luggage and prepared to check out.

The handsome receptionist smiled and processed their check-out, while at the same time, Maggie went to the room and removed the surveillance equipment.

"Are you satisfied with your stay this time?"

Tong Hua glanced at the wind beside her, nodded and smiled without saying a word.

"Oh, right, the desserts from Fairy Tale Ranch are very popular at the hotel."

Please continue to provide us with delicious desserts in the future. "Definitely, definitely!"

As the group left the hotel, the handsome man and Maggie dutifully escorted them to the door.

"Neko Onsen Ryokan (Cat Hot Spring Inn) looks forward to your next visit."