The Ultimate Evolution of Raccoons

Chapter 241 Fidel-Type Talent
"May the beautiful lady invite you to breakfast?"

"Sorry I declined."

This scene of dialogue, every morning, will take place at Hujira's door.This kraya nougat looks so incomprehensible!After being rejected for countless times, the fighting spirit has not diminished at all, on the contrary, it has even increased.

At this point, Lotta feels great admiration.

If it was him, he would have given up long ago.

Therefore, the first element of chasing girls is to have a thick skin, and it doesn't hurt if you get hit.Moreover, mental toughness is rejected, no matter how many times you will not give up.

It's a pity that this Claya is not chasing a girl.

At least, in terms of actual gender.

Lotta squatted on the platform beside him, wanting to laugh when he saw this scene.This smile is not a mockery, but more of a mockery of Hughira.And every time at this time, Hughira stepped forward with puffed cheeks, stretched out her little hand and flicked his nose.

"Make you laugh, make you laugh!"

"Meow hahaha!"

"Lota hates it!"

While being chased, Lota did not forget to continue teasing him.

"Look, if someone is chasing you so closely that they are infatuated with you, then you just give up."

However, what he didn't expect was that Hughira's next answer was ambiguous.

"It's not good to just promise it like this."

"Wait...wait a minute! What the hell is your reaction!? You shouldn't be angry. You should hit me with something? Shouldn't you be yelling that I'm a boy?"

Lotta braked suddenly and hit the wall. She covered her head and turned to look at Xiugira.However, he found that the latter stood there shyly, pinching the corner of his clothes, his eyes were a little wandering, and his cheeks were slightly red.

That look.

That look.

Hundreds of thousands of alpacas rushed past in Luota's heart, pulling him into a mess.

This is his meow.

What the hell?

What kind of painting style?
Or what kind of bloody drama twist?

"you you you……"

"I think it's like that in knight novels. You have to fight monsters and protect the princess's dragon first, and then go through a difficult and difficult journey. Support each other, help each other along the way, gradually fall in love with each other, and fall in love. Dating, games, under the sunset Running. Night generals, candlelight dinner, drinking century-old wine, dancing under the moonlight. Slightly tipsy, kissing, and then..."

Speaking of this, Xiujila covered her red cheeks, and there was even smoke coming from her head.

Lotta: ...

"Wait! This is not the point! Is the way I opened it wrong? Hughira, did you drink fake wine yesterday?!"

Lotta felt that Hujra was very abnormal.

This kind of semi-acceptance is inconsistent with his gender.

I just got Xiugira's strategy, and it looks like it can be easily conquered... Bah, bah, bah, that's a boy, trying to conquer wool.

"Lota, in fact, one of your inferences at the beginning is wrong. I was trained as a girl since I was a child, not to hide my identity, and my father is not a pervert, but because of... my specialness."

"Forehead……"

Lota blinked her small eyes, suddenly thought of something cold and sweating, took two steps back and leaned against the wall, looking at Hughira with a terrified expression.

"Could it be that you were born curved?!"

"you you……"

Hujira's face flushed red again, and she stomped her feet angrily and said:
"Have you ever heard of a tassel?"

"Uh, uh, uh...could it be..."

Lota's small eyes widened in an instant. He remembered seeing this magical animal in a book.

"Using them as a metaphor for our family is very vivid. There are three types of males, independent, satellite, and Fidel..."

Listening to Xiugira's explanation, the knowledge in Lotta's mind began to overlap again.He seemed to understand something, and looked at the embarrassed Xiujila with an expression of disbelief.

"Fidel is special and rare in our Troy family, but it represents strength. The chance of being born is only 5%, but the Fidel type accounts for 1/2 of the powerful and famous generals from our family..."

Lotta looked desperate.

The Fidel type can be described in the following words among the magical birds such as the fringed sandpiper.

"femboy"

"Pseudo female"

Or, "cute boys", um, the rare offshoot.

This type of bird can behave as either a male or a female, with the two roles interchangeable.

And... very popular.

Regardless of magnetism, it will mate with the Fidel type...

Compared with Hujila... it is the blood in his body, which has inherited certain good genes, but it behaves like this on the outside.

However, in this world, rare equals powerful, and the two are basically linked.

He seemed to suddenly understand that Hujila was able to leapfrog the challenge and kill a high-level magician with the strength of a mid-level fighter, not because of the assist of the Golden Dragon Claw, but because of his own strength.At the advanced level, the magician's combat power is higher than other professions.

Rare, powerful, beautiful, capable of attacking and receiving, capable of both men and women...

"Hey, is there such a magical person in the world?"

The world's great wonders.

"Your family is really... powerful..."

Lotta didn't know where to start complaining.Hughie stretched out his little fingers, pressed them together and poked, his eyes wandering, not daring to look at Lotta.He said weakly:

"So... that kind of thing is not unacceptable..."

The sound became quieter and quieter, until finally it was almost silent.

Lotta pushed back and fell directly on the platform, screaming with a meow, with his feet on his back.

Hujila was startled, and hurriedly went around and squatted down, reaching out to hug Lota.

"Lota! Are you okay?"

"Mud plays triumph, mud plays triumph!"

"Lotta don't act like this."

Hujira had the urge to hold on and not let go, Lotta struggled.A symbolic paw, of course.Hujira buried her head on Lotta, rubbed against his soft fur, and suddenly let out a long sigh, closing her eyes.

"Lota, how nice of you to be a girl~ That must be very cute, soft..."

"Are you blind? Which of your eyes looks at me like a woman."

Lotta rolled her eyes.

According to his personality, if he turns into a girl, he will probably be... a combination of a dark belly, a strange woman, a female man, and a sickly girl, etc.

"I'm just making an analogy."

"If I become a human, I will be a pure man."

"That way, it's not impossible..."

Hujira's eyes wandered, as if thinking about something she shouldn't think about.That look, that gesture, that shy little girl look.Lota saw the despair on her mother's face, and shouted in her heart, "I don't want to bend!" She stretched out her claws and pulled Hujila's hair vigorously.

"Ahhh! Don't you do this kind of painting-style thing to me!"

"It hurts! Don't pull my hair!"

"Come on! Everyone else is waiting outside!"

(End of this chapter)