Elf: Rewriting the script, starting with Black Stocking Hanako

Hakron stuck out its tongue and scooped up the powdered feed from Hanako's palm. The moment its tongue touched the powder, Hakron froze.

Then it began to wag its tail wildly, emitting a series of satisfied low growls from its throat.

This is so delicious!

The dragon was eating without any regard for its image, licking the feed from Hanako's hand with gusto, its mouth covered in powder. Its unrestrained eating was a stark contrast to its elegant underwater demeanor just moments before.

Hanako was pleased to see Hakron eating so happily, and she gently raised her other hand, tentatively reaching towards Hakron's head.

The moment the fingertip touched the top of Hakron's head, Hakron instinctively flinched.

Its movements froze, its tongue still sticking out, but its body shrank back, its eyes watching Hanako's hand warily.

The sense of vigilance remains.

But Hanako still held the feed in her palm, and the aroma kept wafting into her nose.

Hakron looked at Hanako's hand, then at the delicious food in her palm.

hesitate.

tangled.

Hanako didn't force him; she simply held her hand there, motionless, her eyes gentle and patient.

Hakron then looked at the feed.

then.

It raised its head and pressed it against Hanako's palm.

Forget it.

Let's finish eating first.

Hakron found a way to save face in his mind, and then continued to eat with a clear conscience, his tail swishing wildly and splashing water everywhere.

Hanako gently stroked Hakron's smooth head. The feel was even better than she had imagined—cool, slippery, like silk that had been moistened with water.

When Hakron gets impatient from being touched, it will shake its head, but it keeps eating, taking bite after bite.

When the Dratini turned around and saw this scene, the entire dragon froze on the spot.

It looked at its mother.

The mother was burying her face in Hanako's palm, frantically licking the powdered feed with her tongue, her tail swishing like a windmill, she was extremely happy.

"Neh..."

The dwarf dragon's lips twitched.

Mom.

Didn't you just say that you wouldn't be tempted by delicious food?

What happened to the promise that it wouldn't follow humans?

You really haven't followed humans; you've practically licked their hands clean!

The Dratini was internally ranting, then remembered what Dragonair had just said—"How could Mom be tempted by food? Mom isn't a fool who would follow humans just for food."

Now look at what Hakron looks like.

Mini Dragon felt that his mother had probably lost face all the way to the other side of the lake.

It sighed, turned its little head back, and found Jiang Chuan still gently stroking its head.

Forget it.

Since my mother is already like that, it's not a big deal for me to be touched here.

And this human feels so comfortable to touch.

The dwarf dragon squinted its eyes and nuzzled its head into Jiang Chuan's palm.

ashore.

Xiaoxia squatted down beside her, her hands clenched into fists and pressed against her chin, her shoulders hunched up in tension.

Her eyes were fixed on the image of Jiang Chuan stroking the mini dragon, her lips trembling slightly with excitement.

The Minidragon did not dodge.

Jiang Chuan touched its head, and it didn't flinch.

It even rubbed against Jiang Chuan's palm!

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Xiaoxia was screaming inside, but she tried her best to keep her voice down, afraid of scaring the Mini Dragon away.

She grabbed Jiang Chuan's other arm and shook his sleeve vigorously with her fingers.

"Jiangchuan! Jiangchuan!"

Her voice was extremely low, but she spoke at a speed like a machine gun, every word filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"This mini dragon! It seems to really like you!"

Xiaoxia's face was flushed, her eyes were so bright they looked like they were filled with stars, and she was practically spinning around on the spot.

"Quick! Subdue it!"

She was practically biting Jiang Chuan's ear as she spoke, her voice low and urgent, her breath hot and ticklish against his ear.

"This is an extremely rare Dragon-type Pokémon! Do you know how rare it is?! Many trainers search their entire lives and never see one!"

As Xiaoxia spoke, she became so excited that her legs started to tremble. She even lost her cross-legged posture, not noticing that a large section of her fair and tender thighs was exposed.

Her mind is now completely focused on subduing, subduing, subduing.

Although the mini dragon is closer to Jiang Chuan than to her, what does it matter?

She was already Jiang Chuan's woman.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxia's heart beat even faster, and her chest felt warm.

If Jiang Chuan subdues it, wouldn't that mean I own it too?

She can see the mini dragon anytime, watch it grow, watch it evolve, and later even touch and hug it.

Besides, this is her man's magical treasure, so it's practically hers anyway.

What's the difference?

Moreover.

I belong to Jiang Chuan now, so what's the point of distinguishing between you and me?

Xiaoxia blushed even more at the thought, but felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Xiaoxia shook Jiang Chuan's arm again, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness, and her body unconsciously pressed against his, her soft chest resting on his arm.

"Jiang Chuan, hurry up and subdue him! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Her breathing was a little rapid, her lips were almost touching Jiang Chuan's ear, and her warm breath blew on his earlobe as she spoke.

"Once you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another one!"

As Jiang Chuan stroked the Mini Dragon's head, he felt the soft touch on his arm and the warm, moist breath near his ear.

He turned his head and glanced at Xiaoxia.

Xiaoxia was staring at him expectantly, her eyes full of anticipation and excitement. Her lips were slightly parted, pink and moist, only a few centimeters away from his face.

Jiang Chuan raised his hand and patted Xiaoxia's head.

"Okay, don't worry."

Xiaoxia was patted on the head, and she froze for a moment. Then her face turned red to the roots of her neck, her heart pounded wildly, and she became as quiet as a kitten that had been stroked.

But she couldn't help but whisper another urging.

"Then hurry up..."

Her voice was soft and gentle, completely lacking the urgency from before, and instead carrying an indescribable sweetness.

Just as Jiang Chuan reached for the baseball at his waist...

"stop!!!"

A voice came from the direction of the woods, urgent and panicked, panting, as if the person had run a long way.

"Stop! Don't try to subdue it!!"

"You are not allowed to capture Dratini!!"