New Years Eve in Pokémon World

The white hair on the Nightmare God's head stuck softly to his head, and had been dyed soy sauce color by pickles.

His eyes were dull, his cheeks were sunken, and his movements were like a ghost.

After being released from the pickle jar, the Nightmare God did not look at Soraya. Instead, he looked blankly at the sky and then around, as if he didn't know what year it was.

But slowly he came to his senses, and his eyes changed from dull to excited.

He... came out?

He was released?

The Nightmare God covered his face with two limp hands, as if he was going to cry out in pain the next second. Really, being in jail was not as painful as him.

Who was imprisoned in a pickle vat?

Having been soaked in a jar of pickles for the past few days, every time I breathed, my nose was filled with the strong smell of pickles. The Nightmare God felt like he was intoxicated, and his whole body was filled with the fragrance of pickles.

free.

Is this the freedom he wants?

At this moment, the Nightmare God still wanted to be like Dr. Omu, squatting down excitedly, holding up a handful of soil, and crying bitterly.

The crazy look of this dream god made Zoroa stunned. Isn't this a phantom god with evil attributes, the god of nightmares?

Why was he soaked in the pickle jar?

Seeing this scene, Soraya's expression gradually changed from shock to despair.

Could it be?Could it be that the Nightmare God couldn't defeat the divine beast that turned into a human woman, and was sealed into a pickle vat?

Although this idea is nonsense, it is the closest to reality!

No, after seeing the Nightmare God finishing crying and preparing to run away, Soraya's eyes became firm. He must find a way to catch the Nightmare God's shuttle bus. If he wants to escape, he must take himself with him!

Just when Soraya was thinking about how to speak, he found that the nightmare god who was going crazy next to the pickle jar suddenly seemed to be frozen and stopped frantically.

He stared behind Soraya with frightened eyes and took several steps back.

It was as if I had seen something terrifying.

The Nightmare God looked around in panic, and then retreated to the side of the pickle jar in horror. After a period of painful struggle, he resolutely jumped into the pickle jar again.

Finally, a small black hand stretched out from the tank, fumbled for a long time, picked up the lid, and covered itself.

Soraya: (???)?

If he guessed correctly...

Soraya turned around and saw Aunt Chu appearing in front of him with a ferocious look, carrying a handful of black iron vegetables.

Aunt Chu's eyes were as simple and plain as that of an ordinary neighbor woman trying to kill a chicken.

The real ancient ferocious beasts don't care about face or anything like that, and don't think that embarrassing a little monster is an act of devaluation. Instead, they think that doing so maintains their dignity and defends their territory.

Even the evil phantom beast Nightmare God has such an attitude of avoiding it, so there must be nothing he can do.

cool.

Soraya sighed, his eyes a little desperate.

I originally thought that following Matsuno back to the alien planet would be a beautiful thing, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a beautiful thing.

Aunt Chu, who was holding a black iron kitchen knife, slowly approached. He felt the back of his neck tighten again, and was lifted up in a familiar posture. Aunt Chu was going to carry him to the chicken pen, and then handle him in the same way as he slaughtered a rooster. Lose.

Slaughtering, bleeding, hair removal...

Then he threw it outside the welfare home to show those daring little goblins what would happen if they dared to run into the territory of the ancient ferocious beast and deceive the humans she protected.

The people in the chicken coop hid in a corner in panic, seemingly not surprised by this situation.

Holding Soraya's collar, Aunt Chu placed his head on the edge of the stone trough, and then raised the shiny black iron knife with her right hand——

Suddenly, the kitchen door opened.

On the iron knife, Matsuno was reflected, holding a rice bowl and walking towards this side with a bulging mouth.

"There are children who want to eat candied garlic. I'll come over and get some. By the way, Aunt Chu, do you have pickled toon this year?"

Before he finished speaking, Matsuno stopped strangely.

He looked at Chu holding Soraya in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, and swallowed the food in his mouth with some difficulty.

"You...what are you doing?"

Why does this scene look like Aunt Chu is going to take this child to the chicken pen and kill him?Hahaha……

It's a bit funny for no reason.

Aunt Chu reluctantly put down the kitchen knife in her hand, and also let go of the hand holding Zoroa. Her expression was inexplicably filled with resentment. This time she not only glared at Zoroa, who was shrinking like a quail. Ah, by the way, even Matsuno was stared at.

She had never experienced such a series of failures. Even though she was unwilling to do so, she still kept her purpose in mind and never let her children see unclean things.

Matsuno, who received a blank stare, scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Aunt Chu casually threw Soraya, who was looking like he was about to survive a disaster, to the ground, and made a perfunctory excuse: "The sweet and sour radish that I cut before is gone, I'll cut another one."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Matsuno was still holding his bowl, slurping the ends of his chopsticks, and staring at the direction where Aunt Chu was walking away in a daze.

He always felt that his parent's mother's temper seemed to have become weird, and she didn't seem to like the child he picked up... No, it was impossible, he must have been overthinking it, Aunt Chu liked children the most!

So...could it be that she has reached menopause?

Seeing Soraya slumped on the ground and trembling, Matsuno felt a little strange, so he waved to him.

"Come, come here, I'll tell you how to get the pickles."

After handing the bowl in his hand to Soraya, Matsuno found a large iron tong, then opened the big jar containing the pickled Nightmare God...I mean pickled pickles, and stirred it inside with the iron tong.

"When fishing, you have to fish for the bottom, otherwise you will just fish out the pickle soup."

This vat of pickles not only contains the pickled mustard heads commonly known as "pimple heads", but also the toona buds picked in the beginning of spring this year. It must be particularly delicious after being soaked for so long.

Matsuno fished it out with an iron clip, and suddenly felt that he had caught something silky, which should be toon buds. Thinking of this, Matsuno used a little force to grab the strip-like thing with the iron clip, and gave it a squeeze. pull!

"Aww!!!!!!!"

It was as if something deep in his soul screamed.

This scream startled Matsuno. He looked around in horror, and finally returned his gaze to the pickle jar. Was it his imagination?Why do I always feel like someone is shouting in the pickle tank?

Matsuno was silent for a moment, looking a little evasive. He decided to think that he was hallucinating.

He must have been hallucinating, after all, the sound just now was too weird... How could the mustard head scream?