Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"……so?"

An Qing's voice of disbelief came from the phone.

"You mean to say that you feel that Yaoyao's personality has changed a little, and you want you to dress up as a woman and do something exciting?"

"That's probably the case."

Lin Yi looked at the cell phone on the ground with the speaker on, asked the hot cat who was sniffing catnip next to him to change his posture, and said.

"Mom, do you know why?"

An Qing: “…”

An Qing imagined in her mind her son wearing a cute little skirt and doing unspeakable things with Yaoyao, and then she fell silent.

"You two are playing pretty perverted."

"..."

"But, women's clothing?"

An Qing seemed to think of a certain scene and smiled maliciously.

"Let your dad try dressing up as a woman someday. It's time to change things up once in a while."

"Change of taste?"

Lin Yi asked as he tried to adapt to the wild movements of Yanremao when he was sucking catnip.

"So what do you usually eat?"

He muttered to himself, could it be that they have some special hobbies?

"What flavor? Ah, you ask that."

An Qing was lost in her memories, and her cheeks turned red without her noticing.

"I've been busy with work these past two years, so I haven't had the time to research new ways to play, but it was quite exciting a few years ago."

"What kind of stimulation?"

"Let me think about it..."

An Qing looked down at her white coat and her eyes lit up slightly.

"Does it count if I wear nothing but this white coat? Sometimes your dad even wets the only white coat I have left on with water."

"???"

What the hell? Uniform, wet?

Lin Yi was shocked.JPG

An Qing thought about it and said again.

"Sometimes I would be naked in an apron, lying in the kitchen sink pretending to wash dishes, waiting for your dad to come."

…The old couple had a lot of fun.

Lin Yi actually had some recollection of pretending to wash dishes in the kitchen. He vaguely remembered that when they were little, they would often run to the kitchen.

At that time, Lin Yi naively thought that the two were practicing their cooking skills, and wondered why the couple went to the kitchen every day to practice their cooking skills, but the food they cooked was so bad.

Unexpectedly...

Shit! I feel like a pervert even though I’m a pervert!

"Isn't it inappropriate to say this in front of your own son?"

"What are you afraid of?"

An Qing expressed indifference.

"My son is not some innocent and sunny boy. He has already eaten all the girls. Why would he be shy about this?"

Lin Yi's mouth twitched, and it was difficult for him to refute.

"So you called me about something?"

"Oh, I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me."

An Qing cleared her throat and requested:

"My recent project encountered some difficulties and I needed some fossil pterosaurs to observe.

Although we have applied to the alliance, fossil Pokémon are already rare, and fossil pterosaurs are even rarer. Apart from Miss Tian Mengru's fossil pterosaur, there are no other fossil pterosaurs in the institute now."

Lin Yi heard this and nodded:

"So you want to borrow my fossilized pterosaur?"

"That's right." An Qing thought of something and added:

"Of course, if your recent training requires the use of fossilized pterosaurs, forget it."

"It doesn't matter. Although the condition of the Fossil Pterosaur has improved a little, it still hates fighting. Even if it can be turned around within these two months, it is still too difficult for it to participate in the Little Phoenix King Cup at its current level.

Besides, the pterosaur has not been in a good mood recently, maybe because I have been forcing it to fight. I don't want to put too much pressure on it, so I'd like to let it have a good rest. "Lin Yi said with a sigh.

Lin Yi asked Torecat to help pull the Pokeball of the fossil pterosaur off its waist and release the huge creature.

"Roar?"

The fossil pterosaur turned its head and looked at the sensory suit on Lin Yi with some confusion.

"Fossilized pterosaur..."

Lin Yi simply recounted the incident and asked.

"Would you like to assist my mother in her research?"

"Ho ho ho?"

The fossil pterosaur didn't react much, just asked what he was doing in the past.

"You don't need to do anything. You just need to collect scales and powder from claws occasionally. Otherwise, you can just relax and do nothing."

"Roar!"

Upon hearing this, the fossil pterosaur's eyes lit up slightly and it nodded like pounding garlic.

"You guy..."

Lin Yi subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but had to give up because of the body sensing suit he was wearing.

"The Fossil Pterosaur agrees. I'll ask Yaoyao to go to the Pokémon Center later and use the teleporter there to send the Fossil Pterosaur to you. Remember to sign for it."

"Okay, I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yi fell into a state of boredom and having nothing to do.

At this moment, Ruan Yaoyao had already gone to the dormitory to help get the ID card, leaving Lin Yi alone there waiting for her return.

Lin Yi, who had nothing to do, began to move his eyes and cast his gaze towards Yanremao.

"Meow?"

It seemed that the Hot Cat had foreseen that something bad was about to happen, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

At the same time, Lin Yi, who also shuddered, sighed and said:

"Come on, Heat-nyan, let's try this again, the two of us."

Although Lin Yi was not quite sure why Xia Menghui asked him to wear that body-sensing suit, and even called it putting herself in his shoes, considering that she was an authority in the field of education after all, there must be deep meaning and consideration behind doing so.

"Want to put yourself in their shoes?"

Lin Yi, who finally had time to calm down, began to carefully ponder the meaning of these four words.

I have to admit that what Instructor Xia said was indeed correct. I had indeed issued some instructions that might cause harm to the Pokémon itself because I was pursuing strength improvement and victory in battle.

From a big picture perspective, Lin Yi believes that there is nothing wrong with his behavior. It can even be said that any Pokémon player who has had some experience in battles will adopt the same strategy.

However, relying on his knowledge of Pokémon, Lin Yi was indeed too subjective and conceited. He naively thought that the tactics he had mastered in his previous life were still applicable here.

You know, Pokémon also have emotions. If it weren't for trust, how could they be willing to follow instructions that might hurt themselves?

"Hot-nyan, why...are you so obedient to my instructions?"

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and asked softly.

"Meow?"

After hearing this, the hot cat looked confused and cried softly.

Didn't you once say that the first principle of battles is mutual trust between Pokémon and trainer?

Not only me, but Gyarados and the others also firmly believe that your command will be effective, so they will execute your order without hesitation.

What's going on? Now you suddenly change your attitude and start to contradict yourself? Isn't this contradicting yourself?

"Yeah, being sentimental isn't my style..."

Lin Yi smiled easily, then straightened his body, chest straight, and said with a firm look in his eyes:

"In that case, this outfit is meaningless to me! Tornado, tear it apart and scratch it!"

"Meow!!!"

Accompanied by a loud cat meow, Yanre Miao's mouth corners slightly raised, as if it had been waiting for Lin Yi to give this order.

I saw it leap up swiftly, its claws glowing white...

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Since Lin Yi was wearing a special somatosensory suit, when he jumped up, the sensors in the suit were stimulated, causing his body to jump up involuntarily as well.

As a result, the hot cat's paw hit nothing.

"Boom!!!"

There was only a dull thud, and Lin Yi fell heavily to the ground, his face making direct contact with the ground, making a crisp and loud sound.

"......grass!!!"

Lin Yi, lying on the ground, stretched out a trembling middle finger with all his strength. This was his last act of stubbornness and resistance.