This elf world is a bit strange

It cannot be said to be a sense of strength or the beauty of the streamlines of the limbs, but rather a kind of complex yet simple, seemingly contradictory but actually unified aesthetic experience.

A slightly lonely figure floats away, swaying in the moonlight, as if telling someone, or having a conversation with itself.

Before she knew it, she had stepped into the sea.

The socks on my feet were soaked, and the flesh color of my toes could be slightly seen.

The sea water was quite cold in early spring, but Nazi was immersed in her own spiritual world and was completely unaware of it.

Today's conversation had stirred up her mood which had been calm for a long time, and she was in urgent need of such a way to vent.

I don't know how long it took, but the dance ended.

In the moonlight, Nazi had a thin layer of sweat covering her cheeks. She finally stopped what she was doing and walked slowly to the shore.

"Alakazam, coat." Firio reminded Alakazam, and he quickly walked forward to support the already exhausted Nancy. "A wonderful dance may also be a self-realization, senior. It is indeed my luck to have the honor to see it. It's cold outside, let's go back to the house first."

"......Um."

She nodded her head lightly and placed her boneless hand in Firio's palm.

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In the villa, after a while, Nancy cleaned herself up a little, changed into a new set of clothes, and appeared in front of Filio. Her temperament also returned to the slightly cold temperament when they first met.

"Thank you for today, Firion. And I hope you can keep it a secret for me."

The calm words were now mixed with some indescribable complex emotions, the most prominent of which was a little bit of shame for his abnormal behavior.

All in all, this was only the third time the two had met. Although they got along well, it had not reached this point.

"No way, senior, I will keep my mouth shut, don't worry."

Firio agreed immediately. He was not a talkative or meddlesome person. What happened today was just a small secret between the two of them.

"Yes, thank you." Nodding slightly, Nancy said softly, "From what I've seen today, you have indeed grown a lot. Next time we meet, I might have to team up with these main partners to fight you. So be prepared."

Although his expression was still calm, it showed a bit of playfulness and cuteness, which made Philio unable to react for a moment and stunned for a moment.

But on second thought, it is indeed true.

Although she is older than herself and Kornie, Nancy is only 21 years old at the moment. She debuted very early and is a real strong person. In addition, due to her personality, she has the image of a cold and aloof senior.

Speaking of age, she is still in the best years of her youth.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Nazi asked softly.

Filio finally reacted and begged for mercy: "Please spare me. With my level of skill, I'm afraid I can't stand these people's 'entertainment' for a while."

But then he changed the subject: "However, one day, if I can find a group of good companions to accompany me for life and grow up together, I will be happy to learn from you. The same goes for the little dream demon."

"Madge!"

The little dream demon flew in front of Nancy, clenched her hands, and looked determined.

"Then I'll be waiting for you at the Golden Gym."

Nodding with satisfaction, Nancy accepted it calmly.

Beside her, several powerful Psychic-type Pokémon also radiated their powers at the same time.

For a moment, super energy permeated, but without any hostility, it was instead filled with a hint of intimacy.

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[There is hot milk in the incubator. You and Little Dream Demon, remember to drink it before taking a rest. I will get up early to open the store. I will go to bed first.]

When the moon was just rising, Firion and the Nightmare returned home.

A small note was placed on the dining room table.

"Oh no, I forgot to take my clothes."

Firio slapped his forehead and remembered that he had changed his clothes, and the original one was still in Nancy's hand.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Forget it. I can just bring it back next time we meet."

"Machi~"

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A long knitted windbreaker was hung on the hanger in the beach villa.

By the window not far away, the girl was looking at the boundless sea, wondering what she was thinking about.

When the sun rises, it is a new day.

Chapter 24 The Lost Little Eevee

Naz's arrival was like a fleeting meteor in life, and after one night, everything was back to normal.

Before daybreak, she left her villa and took the earliest flight out of Sara.

On the way to school, Ina, who had noticed something, asked secretly, and Firio had no intention of hiding it, so he told her the truth about his meeting with Nancy.

However, Firio kept his promise and kept his mouth shut about what was said and done. No matter how much Ina coaxed him, he didn't reveal any information.

The little fans who care about their idols feel a little regretful and sad.

In retaliation, Firion's two earlobes were brutally tortured.

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During lunch break, Filio took out the script, which he hadn't touched for a while, and thought about the adaptation.

From a drama to a movie, a lot of content needs to be rewritten. At the same time, the character settings and plot structure need to be redesigned and adjusted to make it a truly suitable script for Nazi.

Even for Filio, who was a professional back then, it would likely take him several months or even more than a year to complete this work if he only relied on his spare time.

But thinking about being able to help this senior who had helped him a lot, Firio felt that it was quite meaningful and was in high spirits.

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The days passed like this.

The principal's poisonous orb is gradually fading, and the little dream demon's poisonous skills are becoming more and more sophisticated, and his strength is increasing.

The script and rehearsals for the graduation performance are gradually getting on track. Miss Ina is full of confidence and vows to do a great job.

Senior Nazi's tour was a great success in Yingxue City.

The impromptu dance at the beach that day became a new highlight after the adaptation.

After school, training together with Kornie has become the norm. The still young and immature gym leader and the gradually growing student grow and improve together in the Refining Tower.

In the Super Power Research Society, besides daily chatting and laughing, some useful little tips are updated from time to time, which brings Firion a lot of inspiration.

The spring breeze blows through the small town, green buds emerge, and everything is full of vitality.

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After school that day, Filio felt a little tired, which was unusual for him. He didn't want to read at school, nor did he want to go to Korni for training, so he simply returned to his own cafe early.

In fact, I also felt that my mother was having a hard time and wanted to help her.

After delivering takeaway coffee and dessert to a regular customer, Filho was riding his bike on his way home.

The little dream demon was floating in the air, very happy with the rare rest, running back and forth, chatting with Filio, and talking about the interesting things it discovered.

"squeak"

Suddenly, Filho stepped on the brake and the bicycle stopped on a deserted street.

"Madge?"

The little dream demon flew a long distance due to inertia, then hurried back and asked curiously.

"Look, there's a little Eevee lying over there."

Firion pointed to the corner, and following his gaze, the little dream demon saw a little Eevee lying next to a telephone pole.

"Let's go check it out. Maybe he got lost. There's no one on the whole street."

After getting out of the car, Firio looked around and found that no one was passing by, so he walked forward to check on the condition of little Ibrahimovic.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that for some unknown reason, there was a deep scar on Ibrahimovic's left front leg. The blood had already coagulated slightly, but it still dyed a large area of ​​skin red.

On its neck, in the middle of its buttery-colored hair, you can see a small heart-shaped accessory, so it seems that it is not a wild Pokémon.

"Madge! Madge!"

The loving little dream demon felt a little heartbroken and kept asking Firion to heal Ibrahimovic.

"I know, don't worry." Nodding to comfort the Dream Demon, Firion gently picked up Eevee and asked softly, "Little Eevee, can't you find your trainer?"

Unlike other Eevee, this little Eevee seemed a little dazed, and did not respond to Firio's questions.

After about 10 to 20 seconds, it slowly nodded: "Buyi!"

“…I see.”

Firion did not dislike this little guy, because he found that there was an obvious excess of mental power in the little Eevee's mind, causing severe compression.

When Filio saw this cute little guy, he felt as if he saw himself as a child.

"Little guy, the wound on your leg may be a little serious. Of course, I can definitely heal it. Can you come home with me first? I will help you treat the wound, and then take you to find your trainer?"

Firio asked softly, brushing away the dust and grass debris on Ibrahimovic's head.

"...Buyi."

After a long while, Ibrahimovic nodded and agreed in a baby voice.

"Madge!"

The little dream demon also felt sorry for this cute little guy and wanted to help, but it couldn't do anything now. It could only fly around Firion and comfort the little Eevee in the basket.

"...Buyi!"

From time to time, Ibrahimovic would respond, but it was still as slow as ever, as if his thinking and reaction were always out of sync.

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After sending a message to his mother, Filho turned around and rode his bike straight back home.

"It might hurt a little, little Eevee, just bear with it. We have to clean the wound to avoid infection and to make you truly better. If it hurts, just scream out, it's okay."

Placing the little Eevee on the small bed where he usually massages or treats the Eevee, Firion calmed the little guy's nervousness in a gentle tone, and then he quickly started to clean the stained wound.

"...Buyi...Buyi!"

In the face of pain, Firio found that the little guy could still sense it quickly and would frown unconsciously.

The "crowding" in the spiritual world has no effect on physiological perception, which shows that Ibrahimovic's physical fitness is very good. With a little training, he may be able to withstand this excess mental power.

However, this is obviously not Firion's focus at the moment.

This little Eevee is very sensible and strong. Apart from a cry of surprise when he felt the sudden pain at the beginning, he just frowned and endured it silently. Only when he could not bear it anymore did he groan. It is really pitiful and lovable.

When the debridement was completed, the sweat on the little guy's body had wet his soft hair, just like it had been washed with water.

"You're doing great. You're a very strong little guy. Things will get better later. I'll help you, okay?"

"Madge!"

Taking the hot towel handed to him by the little dream demon, Firion gently wiped the uninjured parts of Eevee's body to relieve its pain.

"...Buyi!"

In fact, his eyes were already filled with tears as he endured the pain, but the little guy still acted as if nothing had happened and comforted Firion and the little dream demon.

"Come, lift your feet gently, I'll apply the ointment for you. I mixed this ointment myself, and in three days, as long as you don't move around, it will be back to normal. I'll also spray the small wounds on you with medicine, and they will heal quickly, so you must be good these few days!"

The medicine and bandage were applied gently, and little Ibrahimovic cooperated very well. Although his movements were a little slow, he was very obedient.

After finishing everything, Firio had some new ideas at the wound.

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"How about it, is this heart-shaped knot pretty? I think it suits you very well. You are already cute, so you need to match it with a cute shape, right?"

Gently wiping the sweat from his forehead, Firion nodded with satisfaction and looked at Ibrahimovic with anticipation.