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

"My opponents this afternoon are... the Electric Monster and the Fluffy Sheep? In that case..."

Nima walked alone in the contestant channel. The afternoon sun shone through the tall windows onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.

His thoughts were like the light and shadow, jumping and complicated.

The names of the two Pokémon of his opponent in the afternoon, Electabuzz and Ecstasy, kept echoing in his mind.

For him, winning is not a problem, but the key is how to win without using powerful skills as much as possible.

Recalling the previous accident, Nima's hand unconsciously placed on the Poké Ball at his waist.

To be honest, even at this point, he still had a certain fear of fighting.

He was afraid that such an accident would happen again.

The reporters around him cast curious glances at him, and the microphones and cameras in their hands seemed like weapons on the battlefield, ready to capture every moment at any time.

However, Nima just shook his head slightly and declined their interview request.

He needs to concentrate and prepare for the upcoming game.

Suddenly, he sensed an unusual aura. Looking up, he saw two familiar figures walking towards him not far ahead.

"Huh? Nima?"

There was a hint of surprise in the ponytail girl's tone. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but to Nima, it was like a thorn, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch involuntarily.

Although he knew that the other party had no ill intentions, every time he heard someone call out his name, that inexplicable feeling of discomfort always followed him.

His name has another meaning in Chinese, which makes him feel a little embarrassed.

Nima sighed secretly in his heart, and at the same time felt a little helpless.

He knew it was just a coincidence, but he couldn't shake the strange feeling he got whenever someone called his name.

However, he could not change this fact and could only accept it silently.

"Damn it! My father gave me this name Nima because he hoped that I could shine like the sun!" Nima muttered silently in his heart.

Nima's thoughts were quickly interrupted. When he noticed the star candle held by the ponytailed girl, his eyes were immediately drawn to it.

Xingzhu's face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and he looked drunk, which made Nima feel surprised and curious.

Nima also smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's wrong with him? Did he drink?"

"Oh, you mean this guy." The ponytail girl responded with a bitter smile on her face.

After the ponytail girl briefly recounted the whole story, Nima's expression became very strange.

What's going on? Why is Xingzhu competing with Lin Yi in drinking?

And the way these two people drink is too exaggerated! Xingzhu drinks a glass and Lin Yi drinks a bottle. The key is that Xingzhu has never drunk him!

What kind of monster is Lin Yi? He can drink so much!

"Luckily this guy doesn't have any games scheduled this afternoon. I don't think he'll wake up for a while."

The girl with ponytail looked at Xingzhu's drunken face, a trace of helplessness flashing across her face.

She knew that Xingzhu would not be able to participate in the afternoon competition in this condition.

"I'll take him back to the dormitory first."

As she spoke, the girl with the ponytail helped Xingzhu up and prepared to take him back to the dormitory.

"Do you want me to help you?"

Nima stretched out his hand and offered to go over to help.

After all, there is a big difference in size between the ponytail girl and Xingzhu, so it is a little difficult for the ponytail girl to carry the drunk Xingzhu by herself.

However, the ponytail girl took a step back and shook her head slightly:

"No, you have a game this afternoon, so you should focus on it. I'll stay in the dormitory to take care of him, and I'll leave the Yandu team to you."

Hearing this, Nima hesitated, but still nodded in agreement:

"That's...ok."

He knew that the girl with the ponytail was right. He had a game in the afternoon and couldn't let this incident affect his condition.

So, he could only watch the ponytail girl leave with Xingzhu.

……

"Boom."

The ponytail girl struggled to move Xingzhu to the bed, breathing heavily, and felt her arms were heavy and sore as if they had been crushed.

“Wow—so heavy!”

She grumbled softly, a hint of exhaustion in her voice, but more of concern.

She rubbed her arms gently, which felt a little sore from supporting the weight of Xingzhu for a long time.

She could have called for Curly or Lucky to help, but they were both receiving treatment at the Pokémon Center.

Fortunately, the dormitory management of the competition venue is relatively relaxed, and you can enter and exit freely as long as you show your player card.

The security guard at the door did not make things difficult for them and let them pass after asking a few simple questions.

Looking at Xingzhu lying unconscious on the bed and reeking of alcohol, the ponytail girl sighed helplessly, then walked to the water dispenser in the room and poured a glass of warm water.

She gently shook Xingzhu's shoulders, trying to wake him up.

"Xingzhu, wake up and drink some water..."

However, Xingzhu did not react and fell into a deep sleep.

The girl with the ponytail had to help him up with great effort, carefully brought the cup of water to his lips, and slowly poured the water.

"Gulu gulu..."

Xingzhu swallowed the warm water subconsciously, as greedily as a traveler in the desert who encountered an oasis.

"Drink slowly, don't choke..." the ponytail girl warned softly.

As Xingzhu drank most of the glass of water, she breathed a sigh of relief, gently put him down, and let him continue to sleep.

Seeing Xingzhu's red face and the strong smell of alcohol on his body, the ponytail girl frowned and complained in a low voice:

"How could you be so stupid? You knew that the other party didn't want to talk to you, so you made this request, but you still drank with them. If they dared to do this, they must be very confident in their alcohol tolerance!"

"I'm not..."

Xingzhu muttered something as if he was defending himself.

"what?"

The girl with the ponytail didn't hear clearly, so she put her ear a little closer.

"I...Isn't this for...you..."

"for me?"

The girl with the ponytail looked confused and obviously didn't understand what the other person meant.

Xingzhu continued to mutter:

"Aren't you so sad because you lost to... that Lin Yi...? I wanted to avenge you... but... the other party was too vigilant... I had no choice but... to do this first... to let him let down his guard... and then... "

"You are... for me?"

The girl with ponytail looked at Xingzhu with a complicated expression, and an indescribable feeling rose in her heart.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and falls onto Xingzhu's face, adding a soft glow to his sleeping face.

The girl with ponytail stood quietly by, looking at Xingzhu's peaceful sleeping face, and an inexplicable warmth surged in her heart.

"You...are such an idiot!"

At this moment, the girl with ponytail slowly stood up, as if preparing to leave this place.

However, just as she stood up, Xingzhu suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her slender wrist.

"ah--"

The ponytail girl screamed and was involuntarily pulled onto the bed by Xingzhu.

Her face turned red instantly and her shy eyes stared at Xingzhu.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The ponytail girl's voice was a little nervous and uneasy, but more of it was shyness.

Xingzhu was already drunk at this time. He closed his eyes tightly, hugged the ponytail girl into his arms, and muttered to himself:

"really like you……"

Hearing this, the ponytail girl's attempt to break free came to an abrupt halt.

She widened her eyes and looked at Xingzhu in astonishment, with a complex emotion surging in her heart.

"What's the meaning?"

The ponytail girl asked softly, with a hint of confusion and expectation in her tone.

Xingzhu did not answer again. He just greedily sniffed the charming fragrance emanating from the ponytail girl, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

The ponytail girl's eyes gradually softened. After a brief psychological struggle, she finally made up her mind and took the initiative to put her pink lips on Xingzhu's mouth.

The whole room was filled with a quiet and warm atmosphere. In addition to Xingzhu's rapid breathing, the girl's painful gasps intertwined together to form a beautiful symphony.

……

(This chapter can’t be blocked, right? I’ve tried my best to restrain myself. I was blocked twice before when I wrote about Lin Yi and Ruan Yaoyao’s debut…)