Musashi of the Elf

The next day passed unknowingly.

Yesterday, I woke up in the afternoon. After dinner with my parents, I continued to sleep with my limp body. I even forgot about releasing the Arbor snake.

"Okay." Musashi woke up and sat on his little bed, stretching comfortably.

Opening your eyes and rubbing the corners of your eyes with your hands, you turned your gaze to the window. The sky was blue, the sky was white, the wind was sunny, and the weather was nice again today.

He climbed up from the bed briskly, opened the window, took a deep breath, stretched hard, looked at the rural scenery outside, and silently announced to the world: I, Musashi, am alive.

Musashi called up his attribute panel. His blood volume was still a little full, and his health and stamina were full. However, his hunger level was only a pitiful 30 points. He was so hungry~

"Gulu, Gulu~"

"Wash your face, brush your teeth, and have a meal."

Musashi randomly grabbed his hair, tugged on his pajamas, and ran quickly towards the bathroom downstairs with his bare feet.

The "dong-dong" sound from the feet and stairs spread throughout this small old house.

"Musashi go down the stairs slowly, what should you do if you fall?" Her mother, Haruko, had no time to dry the water stains on her hands, and hurriedly came out of the kitchen and looked at Musashi and said sternly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll know next time. Didn't I smell the steamed buns you made, mom? I was so hungry, so I was a little anxious. Hee hee." Musashi stood there with his little hands behind his back, twisting his little feet and lowering his head to admit his mistake. But he turned around and smiled playfully at Haruko.

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"This little mouth is getting better and better, but Musashi, good morning~" Seeing how energetic Musashi was, Haruko slowly retracted her scowl and showed a trace of joy. She wiped her hands on her apron and touched Musashi's head and face. Said seriously.

"Good morning~, Mom, I'm going to wash up." Another useless message appeared, Musashi smiled and said to Haruko full of energy.

"Go quickly, do you need mom's help?" Haruko asked worriedly, looking at Musashi who was only 5 years old.

"I have grown up, I can wash myself." Musashi raised his head confidently.

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"Since you're a kid, the stool is right by the door. Go quickly. If there's anything you can't do, remember to call mom." Haruko smiled and nodded Musashi's nose, agreeing.

"I know, sniff, mom, are you still cooking something in the pot?" Musashi asked, smelling the fragrance in the air.

"Ah, yes, after washing, remember to take down the pajamas you changed into. Mom will put the clothes you will wear today on your bed later." Haruko said as she quickly ran towards the kitchen.

"Okay~" Musashi led Nagato into the bathroom.

After more than ten minutes, a refreshed Musashi came out of the bathroom. His steps were much slower when passing the stairs, mainly due to his short legs.

He returned to the room and changed into a set of clothes, white short-sleeved shirts and pink shorts with Slowpoke on them, and clumsily tied his hair into two bunches with a hair tie.

"Jiang Jiang's braid is completed"

Carrying the pajamas, she went back downstairs and put the clothes in the bamboo basket.

"Gulu, Gulu." Musashi touched his empty belly and ran to the dinner table to say good morning to his father who was reading the newspaper.

"Good morning Musashi, are you feeling better?"

Murawaichiro stood up and carried Musashi onto the chair, and asked with concern.

"I feel much more comfortable. Musashi is very, very healthy now."

Musashi said happily as he finally sat on the chair.

Looking at his daughter with her hair tied crookedly but full of energy, her father Ichiro shook his head with a smile and continued reading the morning paper.

After a while, Qingzi brought steaming multigrain steamed buns, white porridge, and some homemade pickled side dishes to the table.

He glanced at his daughter who was sitting on the chair, and there was a trace of fondness in his eyes unconsciously. However, when he saw the crooked hair, he shook his head with a smile, thinking that he would help his daughter to braid her hair again after dinner.

When Dad saw the food was on the table, he put down the newspaper, put his hands together with Musashi and silently said "I'm starting."

After that it’s time for a silent meal.

Eat breakfast and your hunger level will be restored to 11

In the process of eating breakfast, the system came out to refresh the sense of presence. Musashi was annoyed and blocked it directly, and no unimportant ones were allowed to appear.

But the appearance is not shown, otherwise the parents will definitely ask.

Ichiro and Haruko finished eating one after another. Haruko turned to the kitchen and gave Ichiro the packed lunch box.

At this time, Musashi had also finished eating. He slipped off the chair and went to Ichiro's side. He raised his head and asked, "Dad, are you going to Mr. Kurata's place today too?"

"Well, today we are going to Kurata. Musashi has to listen to his mother at home, you know." Ichiro said with a smile, rubbing Musashi's head.

"Yeah" Musashi nodded.

"I'm going to work. Haruko, I'll leave the house to you." Dad said with a smile.

"Be careful on the road. By the way, husband, we are running out of flour and salt at home. Buy some when you come back. If possible, buy some sugar." Haruko thought that the daily necessities at home were not enough, so she said to Ichiro, and finally I added the words I couldn’t say yesterday.

"Yes." Ichiro nodded solemnly, and after speaking, he pushed the Fuji bicycle and walked out.

"Be careful on the road," Musashi and Haruko waved their hands to Ichiro who had already gone out and warned him again.

Ichiro waved his hand and rode his bicycle towards the construction site in the town.

"Musashi, mommy is going to the back mountain to pick some wild vegetables later, please be good at home, okay." Haruko sat behind Musashi and said while combing Musashi's red hair.

"Can I come with you? I can take care of myself, and I still have this." Musashi knelt down on the tatami upright, enjoying Haruko combing and braiding his hair.

After Musashi finished speaking, he pointed at the Poke Ball hanging around his neck and asked expectantly.

"Where did this Poké Ball come from?" Haruko quickly tied up Musashi's hair and asked curiously as she looked at the Poké Ball.

"This is a birthday gift from my mother. Inside is an Arbor snake. It's such a small Arbor snake. Mom, can I let her out?" Musashi looked at Haruko with expectant eyes and asked.

"Did your mother give it to you? Arbor Snake is no good." When Haruko heard that it was Arbor Snake, her first reaction was to stop it. After all, as long as it is a snake or a Pokémon, it is very dangerous.

"She's still very young now, that's all." Musashi quickly gestured with his hands and said, but he didn't realize that he had never seen it before, so how did he know that this Arbor snake was so long.

"It's not dangerous, then let it go." Haruko's eyes dodge slightly, a little uneasy, maybe because of Abai Snake, or maybe because she is afraid that Musashi will leave her side in the future.

But looking at Musashi's expectant eyes, he finally agreed.

"Great, come out, Arbor Snake." Musashi happily pressed the white button on the Poke Ball, and a white beam shot to the ground, and a petite Arbor Snake, only as thick as a chopstick, appeared.

With his eyes closed and his body crossed, he was fast asleep.

It's a small ball, with the snake's head resting on its circling body. It exhales small bubbles from the tip of its nose from time to time, and the tip of its tail sways left and right with its breathing. It's very cute.

If you want to determine the age of an Arbor snake, you only need to look at the several sections of yellow spherical cuticle on the Arbor snake's tail. This cuticle is the outer skin that has not completely shed during the molting process.

As for why it is spherical, it is because when the body grows, the outer skin that no longer restrains the tail prevents it from growing normally.

There is no yellow cuticle on the tail tip of the Arbor snake in front of me, which means that the Arbor snake is a newborn.