Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 322 Goodnight, in dialect

"I'm back."

Xiao Zhao pushed open the door and shouted loudly.

Then the two elderly people came out.

After putting down his basket, Xiao Zhao introduced Fang Yan and Xilona to the two elderly people and then asked if Fang Yan and Xilona could stay there temporarily for two days.

Fang Yan also spoke up, saying that his group had come from a faraway place and planned to stay for two days, to which the two elderly people naturally did not refuse.

Afterwards, Xiao Zhao whispered something in the ears of the two elderly people, then came to Fang Yan and the others, scratched his head, and said apologetically, "Um, I'm sorry, there's only one room left in the house."

Fang Yan looked at Cynthia and handed the choice over to her.

Without hesitation, Cynthia replied, "One room is enough."

dialect:?!

Fang Yan's eyes widened instantly.

Xiao Zhao, carrying Celebi, led Fang Yan and Cynthia to the room. Pushing open the door, they found only a double bed inside. The room had an ancient style, and everything looked so old. The door was creaking.

Xiao Zhao took out a quilt and pillow from the cabinet next to her and put them on the bed, preparing to make the bed for Fang Yan and the others. Miss Goth jumped out of the Poké Ball, took the sheets from Xiao Zhao's hands, smiled and nodded at her, and then began to skillfully make the bed.

Xiao Zhao: What a reliable Pokémon!

Xiao Zhao sensed the awkward atmosphere in the room and said, "We also have a public bathhouse here, would you like to try it out?"

bathhouse?

Cynthia's eyes lit up when she heard about the bathhouse, and she nodded, "Thank you."

Xiao Zhao quickly shook her head, "Then you guys get ready first, I'll go and make the arrangements for you."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

He said it politely in his dialect.

As Xiao Zhao passed by Fang Yan, she gave him a grin.

Fang Yan silently gave her a thumbs up.

After Xiao Zhao left, only Fang Yan and Cynthia remained in the room; all the Pokémon hid behind the door.

Meeting Cynthia's gaze, Fang Yan looked away somewhat guiltily.

"I think I saw a lot of empty rooms when I came here."

Cynthia smiled and looked at Fang Yan as she spoke.

Fang Yan coughed. "This is her own arrangement. I can go and ask if she can find me another room."

Cynthia stared at Fang Yan. "You don't want to share a room with me?"

His eyes were already squinting.

Fang Yan: "Well—no, it's just that if there's only one bed, then if we're going to sleep, we can only sleep in one bed. Actually, it's getting cold now, and my embrace is still quite warm, so it's just right—"

"You'll sleep on the floor."

Shirona's words mercilessly pulled Fang Yan back from his fantasy to reality.

dialect:----

"Can I not sleep?!"

Fang Yan was just about to speak up for himself when he saw Cynthia tilting her head and looking at him.

"Um?"

"Sleeping on the floor is great, it's warm, hehe."

Fang Yan immediately backed down.

Shirona turned her head with satisfaction, took another quilt from the cabinet, and placed it in Fang Yan's arms.

"Make the bed, Uncle (in dialect)."

Cynthia playfully drew out her words.

Fang Yan's face was ashen as he looked at Miss Goth, his eyes blinking rapidly.

Miss Goth took the quilt from Fang Yan's hand, and then she and Miss Qun'er quickly spread it on the floor.

Seeing this, Cynthia rubbed her forehead and said, "Aren't you going to spoil him like this?"

When Miss Goth and Miss Skirt heard Cynthia's question, they turned to look at Fang Yan and found him grinning foolishly at them.

They sighed, turned around, and continued their work.

Cynthia was both amused and exasperated.

Just then, Xiao Zhao knocked on the door, "Sister Cynthia, it's time to go to the public bathhouse for a soak!"

Cynthia was the first to leave the room, followed closely by Fang Yan. Xiao Zhao led them to the bathhouse. "Cynthia and I will go to the girls' side. Fang Yan, you can go to the boys' side by yourself."

Fang Yan felt a little regretful upon hearing this.

What? It's not a mixed-gender bathhouse after all.

Cynthia glanced at Fang Yan, who looked disgusted.

What exactly are you regretting?

Cynthia ignored Fang Yan and instead took Xiao Zhao, Garchomp, and Gothic to the girls' bathhouse for a soak.

The boys' bathhouse is now only occupied by Fang Yan, Gengar, Darkrai, Xeno'jiiva, and Celebi.

After taking a bath, Fang Yan put on the clothes that Xiao Zhao had prepared in advance, which were unique to the Xicui area, and then walked out of the bathhouse, where he bumped into Xilona, ​​who was coming out of the women's bathhouse.

Fang Yan's eyes lit up when he saw Cynthia, whose golden hair was piled high and who was wearing an outfit similar to the one Xiao Zhao was wearing. Then his eyes dimmed again.

What? It's not a bathrobe.

Seeing the regret in Fang Yan's eyes, Cynthia ignored him, said goodbye to Xiao Zhao, and went back to her room.

Fang Yan looked at Xiao Zhao, who was grinning foolishly. "Go for it!"

After saying that, he even made a cheering gesture.

Fang Yan sighed, "The road ahead is long and arduous."

Fang Yan handed the Sparky to Xiao Zhao, asking, "Do you want to sleep with it?"

Xiao Zhao was a little surprised. She looked at Fang Yan and found that Fang Yan was smiling. Then she happily hugged Shirabi.

"I'll head back to my room now, bye-bye."

Xiao Zhao, wearing wooden clogs, clattered along as she carried Celebi back to her room.

When Fang Yan returned to the room, Cynthia was already lying in bed, covered with a thick blanket. Fang Yan listened to Cynthia's breathing and carefully closed the door, but it was obviously in vain.

The door continued to creak.

Fang Yan simply slammed the door shut, then walked to the makeshift bed that Miss Goth and Miss Skirt had prepared for him. Nine-Tailed Fox was already lying there. Fang Yan found a comfortable spot in Nine-Tailed Fox's arms and covered himself with her tail.

The sounds of breathing rose and fell in the room.

Fang Yan opened his eyes. Miss Qun'er was lying next to him. He smelled the fragrance emanating from the flowers on Miss Qun'er's head and stared straight at the ceiling.

The room was still filled with a strange, lingering fragrance, and Fang Yan couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Are you asleep?

Fang Yan asked softly.

The room was completely silent.

The Pokémon all knew who the dialect was asking, so none of them spoke.

Seeing that Cynthia did not respond, Fang Yan closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

"I remember you were going to participate in the Mikkelsen Cup, weren't you?"

Cynthia's voice rang out in the darkness.

dialect:----

bad!

"I remember Michael said that the Grand Contest would be held again after the town's affairs were settled. Did you tell him that you would be staying here for a few days?"

"When he sees I'm not in the courtyard, he should understand that I had to leave beforehand, right?"

Cynthia did not answer him.

Fang Yan kept repeating himself, and could only smile wryly and say, "Forget it, I'll just give him a good scolding, explain things to him, and give him some extra tea. That should be fine."

Why do you want to stay here a few more days?

After a long pause, Fang Yan replied to Cynthia's voice, "Because I can't go to where the other Celebi is, I can only wait for it to come to us."

Cynthia was also staring at the ceiling with her eyes open. This was the first time in her life that she had been in a room with a man, which made her very uncomfortable, even though he was someone she liked.

"Let's go for a walk tomorrow, explore the surrounding area, and see the scenery of the Sinnoh region from the past."

"Um."

After Cynthia hummed in agreement, the room fell silent once more.

After a long while, the sound of Fang Yan's deep breathing filled the room.

Cynthia recalled the great battle that had just taken place: Palkia, Dialga, Darkrai, Lugia, Latias —

This battle had also taken a toll on her energy, and in the quiet space, she slowly closed her eyes.

Goodnight, Fangyan.

He then fell into a deep sleep.

Beside the bed, Garchomp leaned against the wall, guarding Cynthia.

Gengar and Darkrai are also guarding Dialect from the ceiling.

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