This elf world is a bit strange

That kind of supplement is a bit troublesome to prepare, and Philio rarely makes it. He just keeps it with him for emergencies. He ran out of stock for a while, so he had to make it on the spot.

The little dream demon ran around, helping him, and was very busy but also enjoyed it.

"bang"

"click"

While I was busy, I suddenly heard a muffled sound from the distance, like a heavy object falling to the ground, and there were some other noises.

The superpower spread subconsciously, and Firion exclaimed: "Oh no, it's Ibrahimovic, go over there!"

Chapter 26: Heart to Heart, Ibrahimovic Joins the Team (2/2) (Two more chapters with words, please read!)

"...Buyi..."

Seeing Firion and Incubus running towards them in a panic, Eevee blinked and struggled to move forward.

The already broken heart-shaped accessory was thrown off by Ibrahimovic and stepped on into pieces.

"Little Ibrahimovic, stop, don't go, you are still injured."

The gentle yet anxious voice froze its staggering steps.

The pain surged up.

With a "pop", the little guy fell to the ground again.

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After fainting on the street, Ibrahimovic slept for nearly a whole day before waking up slowly.

When it saw the familiar scene, it felt sad and a little aggrieved.

He struggled to get up, fell off the cot, endured the pain, and planned to leave.

As a result, they saw Firion and the Nightmare, who were packing up and making supplements, and rushed over quickly after hearing the noise.

Ibrahimovic was both moved and sad, and finally decided to do the same as last time and not cause them any trouble.

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"Why are you leaving? Did I fail to take good care of you?"

Firio picked up the little guy with heartache, feeling very uncomfortable.

There are some small scars on the soles of the feet, probably left when the accessories were crushed.

There were several bandages and blood seeping out. I guess the wounds had burst due to the forced movement and fall.

"...Buyi."

After being stunned for a long time, little Ibrahimovic shook his head, but there was still a look of aggrieved look in his eyes.

"So... this... you actually... didn't want to leave last time?"

Firion unexpectedly discovered that at this moment he could vaguely sense the mood and thoughts of the Pokémon in his arms, so he asked tentatively.

"...Buyi..."

Little Ibrahimovic nodded first, then shook his head, looking very sad.

Only then did Firio understand what was going on.

The last time, little Ibrahimovic had no way to go and could only go home, but he didn't want to go back.

Originally, it thought that Firio was willing to take it back to his home and was willing to keep it, but it didn't expect that it would have to send it back home in the end. Although it was helpless, it didn't want to cause trouble for the only human who had shown kindness to it and the enthusiastic little dream demon, so it reluctantly pointed the way.

Although it is tortured by excessive mental energy and suffers a lot, it is not stupid at all. Instead, it thinks a lot and has heavy thoughts.

In the end, each person and each Pokémon had their own opinions.

But this time, it felt that it was really homeless, and Firio probably didn't want to keep this burden, so it wanted to leave quietly and no longer let Firio send it off.

"Hey, silly girl, why are you doing this?" Firio sighed, gently stroked Eevee's head, and wiped the tears from its eyes. "It's all my fault. I wish I had understood your feelings earlier. At that time, I thought you had your own trainer, so I sent you back. I should have taken you to the Pokémon Center for a check-up. I am sorry for you. Can you please forgive me?"

"...Buyi!"

The little Ibrahimovic, with his big eyes twinkling with tears, understood what Firio meant. He sniffed, leaned into his arms, and his voice was already filled with tears.

"Although it may be a little abrupt, I want to ask you, are you willing to stay in my home and become my partner? Although the conditions of my home are definitely not as good as your previous family, I will do my best to take good care of you. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, I will take care of you until you recover, and then find a new home suitable for you to live in."

After gently placing it back on the bed and carefully covering it with the quilt, Firio asked tentatively.

He didn't hold out too high hopes. For a Pokémon that had been abandoned like this, it might be difficult to rebuild its trust in humans.

"Buyi?!"

Unexpectedly, the little Ibrahimovic, who was originally a little silly, suddenly reacted quickly at this moment.

"Boo...Booee!"

Tears as big as beans began to burst out, Ibrahimovic dragged his injured leg, jumped up, lifted the quilt, and jumped into Firio's arms again.

"Madge! Madge!"

The little dream demon was so anxious that he jumped up and down. He rushed over to comfort it, but he didn't know how to do it.

"I understand, little Eevee, I understand... It's okay, no one will abandon you again, I promise."

Patting Ibrahimovic's back gently, feeling the warmth on his chest gradually spreading, Firion spoke softly, comforting the little Ibrahimovic and allowing it to vent its inner distress.

What is released today may be the pain and despair that has accumulated over a long period of time.

It was unknown how long it took before the wailing turned into sobbing. The little Eevee, tired of crying, twitched all over, but still felt insecure. He curled up into a small ball in Firio's arms.

"...Bu...Buyi?"

Looking at Firion pitifully, it wanted to know why Firion was willing to take in a burden like it that could neither fight nor be liked.

The soft and helpless look pierced the softness in Firio's heart, making him frown a little. He picked up the little Ibrahimovic in the slightly frightened look and put it on the bed. He squatted down, his eyes were level with its, and said solemnly:

"Little Eevee, you have to know that you have never been a burden. You never were and you won't be in the future. You are a partner of me and Little Dream Demon. Don't think of yourself like this in the future. We will all be unhappy if we hear it."

"Madge! Madge!"

The little dream demon finally found an opportunity and floated to Eevee, stroking its little head gently, comforting and encouraging it.

"...Buyi?"

Although Ibrahimovic understood, he still didn't quite comprehend it. He became silly again and looked at Firion eagerly.

"Why is that? If you want to ask that, I would say that we have an inseparable bond, so Dream Fairy and I are worried about you, and that's why we met twice. Also, although I'm a little embarrassed, I think we are actually very similar. Would you like to hear a story, little Eevee?"

With his handsome eyebrows and eyes formed a soft arc, Firion's expression made the little Eevee feel at ease. The little guy nodded seriously, lay down obediently, and let the little dream demon cover him with a blanket.

“This is a story about myself.”

"When I was very young, I was just like you. I was bound by too much mental energy. I never got enough sleep, and my reactions were always a step behind. I couldn't do anything well."

"At that time, I felt that I was really useless. There were a lot of chaotic memories in my head, but I didn't know what was what. I really felt like a burden."

"But during that difficult time, my parents, who you will get to know later, took great care of me, as did a good friend of mine, Kornie, who I grew up with, and she also stayed with me through that difficult time."

“It was because of them that I was able to shake off the dark cloud that hung over my head during that period and feel that life is actually beautiful.”

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Firio squatted beside the crib and told the story.

The Nightmare and Eevee pricked up their ears and listened attentively to his childhood experiences. When they heard the touching parts, their eyes even turned red because they could empathize with him.

"But all of this is in the past. I am completely different now than I was then. So, I hope and believe that you will be the same, little Eevee. Just like the little dream demon who came to my house two years ago."

Gently holding down the Dream Demon who rushed over to act coquettishly because of embarrassment, Firion looked at Eevee with expectation.

"You are not stupid, never have been. You are a true genius, but now is still your sleep and accumulation stage, your shining moment is still in the future. I am willing to accompany you, help you grow, and walk with you to that wonderful moment."

"Buy!"

Ibrahimovic struggled to stretch out his left front leg, which was bandaged and tied into a heart-shaped knot, symbolizing his fate with Firion.

Although covered in wounds, it still insisted on gently touching Firion.

Then, exhausted, it fell asleep again.

"Rest well, little Ibrahimovic, I'll take care of the rest."

After tucking in the corners of the quilt, they picked up the crib and put it in a place where they could see themselves as soon as they opened their eyes, and then Firion and the little dream demon started their work again.

The cute little Eevee became Firio's second Pokémon partner.

However, all this is far from enough for both Firion and the Nightmare.

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Three days passed.

Filio's specially formulated supplements and specially purchased high-grade energy cubes have worked extremely well.

Ibrahimovic's injury has mostly recovered. Although he still needs attention, he can move around on his own.

Eevee is also well-behaved and sensible. He often lies on Firio's desk and looks at him quietly for hours. If Firio doesn't move, he won't move either. If Firio and the little dream demon don't call him, he won't talk much and just think about something by himself.

It was a fine morning, and a mother and son were talking in front of Filho's cafe.

"Remember not to escalate the conflict right there, understand, Firio?"

Judith gave Filio instructions as she handed him a takeaway.

"Don't worry, mom. I know my limits."

Firio nodded and got on his bike.

"...Buyi!"

Half of the little Eevee's head appeared from the backpack on his back. He was stunned for a while, then he remembered what he was going to do and shouted seriously.

"Well, I feel relieved that Ibrahimovic is here."

Already accustomed to little Ibrahimovic's slowness and sluggishness, and having the experience of taking care of young Firio, Judith loves him even more.

"Machi! Machi~!"

The little dream demon was a little jealous, and she pounced on Judith's face and started acting coquettishly.

Judith quickly tried to make amends, saying, "Of course, there's also the little dream demon. With you guys here, I don't worry about Firion acting on impulse. Of course, he's not that kind of person."

"Madge!"

The little dream demon flew into the sky, and then with a "bang", landed on top of Firio's head and gave the order to "charge".

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The crime of abandoning Pokémon cannot be held accountable in most cases.

It is not that the relevant management authority and laws do not exist, but that it is difficult to find evidence and difficult to convict.

As long as there is solid evidence and it is submitted to the alliance branch, the alliance police force represented by Junsha will come to punish the perpetrator.

Under normal circumstances, fines and detention will be used. If the circumstances are serious and there is no intention to repent, the right to raise Pokémon may be completely deprived.

This time, Filio is going to provide the final evidence to prove that "the circumstances are serious and there is no intention of repentance" and make those who abandoned and abused little Ibrahimovic receive the punishment they deserve.

"Hello, is this 37 East Fifth Street? I have a coffee shop takeaway, please check it."

At a time when Garland and Daisy happened to appear in the yard, Filio pretended to deliver takeout and raised his voice slightly, attracting the attention of the two.

"No, this is No. 35. You've gone to the wrong place."

The guard was a little impatient. People like them had forgotten about Filio long ago. He waved his hand and was about to send Filio away.

"Is this Mr. Filio? This is not No. 37. No. 37 is further west."

When Garland heard the movement at the door, he recognized Firio at a glance, and with an idea in his mind, he walked forward and explained politely.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Garland. This area is a little bit roundabout. I took the wrong path. I'm so sorry to bother you." Filio bowed slightly to express his apology. "But it's a coincidence that I ended up here. How is the little Eevee that day? Can I see it again?"

Garland looked embarrassed. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Firion. The Eevee got lost again two days ago. It has always been a bit unruly, and there are many Pokémon at home, so we can't keep an eye on it all the time. We went out to look for it these days, but unfortunately we didn't find it."

The butler's answer was very official, completely shirking his responsibility.

Firion shook his head regretfully, "I see... I think that Eevee is quite well behaved. It's such a pity. Please don't be too sad."

"Yes, it is indeed a very cute Pokémon. We are very sorry to have caused you grief, Mr. Firion."