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

“Meow—”

A shrill cry broke the quiet night sky.

At this time, the hot cat, with its fur all wet and sticking to its body, was trying its best to escape from the bathtub.

However, before it could successfully escape, Ruan Yaoyao pushed it back again.

“Meow?!!”

The face of the torrid cat was filled with grief and indignation, as if it was loudly questioning the injustice of fate. Its heart was full of doubts and dissatisfaction.

Didn't I just take a bath the night before yesterday? Why do I need to take a bath again now? ! And why now? !

"You ate cat strips yesterday, why are you eating them again today?"

Lin Yi retorted in a bad mood. He looked at the bloody scratches on his arm where he had rolled up his clothes, and felt helpless and distressed.

It turned out that today's competition was extremely intense, and the body of the hot cat was covered with ice and water stains.

Not only that, due to Sylveon's mud-throwing attack, Tolcat's face, body, and even its fur were covered with mud.

After Lin Yi anxiously sent the injured Tolcat to the Pokémon Center for treatment, he rushed back to the dormitory at lightning speed without even having time to catch his breath.

He was so focused on giving Tornado a bath that he had no time to check the status of the next grouping.

At this moment, the hot cat was very reluctant and struggled desperately with all his strength, as if he was experiencing a fierce battle of life and death to defend his own dignity.

Lin Yi knew very well that this little fellow hated taking a bath, but he still patiently comforted the cat in a soft voice, while helping it clean its body with his nimble hands and feet.

Who would have thought that at this critical moment, the Tomahawk cat suddenly stretched out its sharp claws and mercilessly scratched several shocking long bloody marks on Lin Yi's arm.

Faced with such an unexpected situation, Lin Yi was really at a loss as to what to do and had to urgently summon Ruan Yaoyao to come for help and ask her to help hold down the restless Tornado Cat.

Even though the Tomahawk still refused to surrender and continued to resist with all its might, Ruan Yaoyao's seemingly weak and slender arms seemed to contain a thousand pounds of strength, pressing down on its back so tightly that it could not break free at all.

"Meow..."

The torrid cat let out an extremely weak and helpless cry.

The sound was low, like the sigh of leaves blown down by the wind, floating slowly in the air.

It knew very well in its heart that with its current strength, it would be impossible to resist Ruan Yaoyao's powerful suppression.

So, Yanremao completely gave up struggling, and looked like a girl who had lost her virginity. In an instant, despair and helplessness surged into her heart like a tide.

Its eyes were hollow and lifeless, as if they had lost all their luster. Its originally lively pupils were now like two dried-up wells, without a trace of life.

Slowly, it leaned its head against the edge of the bathtub; its movements were so weak and slow, as if it had already accepted the cruel arrangement of fate and no longer made any futile resistance.

At this moment, the wet hair of the hot cat was still stuck to its body in a mess. Under the light, its small body looked particularly lonely in the bathtub.

The light shone on its body, and its wet hair flickered with a faint light, which only highlighted its pitifulness and helplessness.

It leaned there quietly, motionless, as if silently telling of its inner grievances and unwillingness.

That pitiful look makes people feel pity, as if they are seeing a little life abandoned by the world, lonely and helpless.

"I can't do anything without any power..."

The heart of Yanremao may be filled with such emotions.

It may be wondering why it is so weak and why it cannot escape the fate of taking a bath that it hates.

"Why are you so dramatic?!"

Lin Yi couldn't help but complain loudly.

He looked at Yanremeow, who looked as if he had gone through a great ordeal, and felt both angry and amused.

Recalling the series of exaggerated reactions of Hot Cat just now, Lin Yi felt that this guy was really good at making trouble.

It was just a shower, but it felt like the end of the world.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, thinking that this guy’s inner world was too rich. Did he think he was acting out a tragic drama?

Ruan Yaoyao looked at the hot cat in front of her and couldn't help but laugh.

Her eyes were full of smiles, and her clear laughter echoed in the air like a silver bell.

She turned to Lin Yi and said:

"Look at it now. It really looks like a child who has suffered a great injustice."

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, a smile appearing on his face.

That smile showed both helplessness towards the hot cat and a hint of doting.

However, he did not stop the cleaning action on his hands at all, and continued to gently wash the body of the hot cat.

His movements were careful, as if he was treating a precious work of art, and every move was full of tenderness.

After a long while, this difficult bathing battle finally came to an end.

Lin Yi quickly wrapped the cat carefully in a soft towel and then gently wiped its hair.

The towel was as soft as a cloud, gently touching the hot cat's body, as if to comfort it.

Lin Yi's movements were gentle and careful, for fear of hurting the little guy who had just experienced a "battle".

At this time, Yanre Miao still had a sad look on his face, and his eyes seemed to be blaming Lin Yi and Ruan Yaoyao for making him go through such a terrible "nightmare".

Its eyes were full of dissatisfaction and grievance, as if it was telling about its own experience.

That little face was full of resentment, which made people feel pity.

When they sent the hot cat back to its warm bed after taking a bath, it immediately curled up into a ball with its back to Lin Yi and Ruan Yaoyao, as if it was sulking.

Its body is small, and when it curls up it looks like a furry ball.

Its back was facing them, as if expressing its dissatisfaction and protest.

That little figure seemed to hide endless grievances and resentments.

Lin Yi coaxed it softly:

"Alright, alright, I won't do that to you next time. I really can't help it today. You're too dirty. If you don't wash yourself clean, you'll get sick easily."

Ruan Yaoyao also helped out:

"Yeah, Heat Cat, don't be angry anymore. How about we give you your favorite cat food later? Catnip is also fine."

However, the torrid cat remained unmoved and just huddled quietly in its nest, as if it had isolated itself from the outside world.

But when it heard Ruan Yaoyao say that she would buy it catnip as compensation, its ears moved but it did not turn around.

Lin Yi and Ruan Yaoyao smiled at each other helplessly. They knew in their hearts that Yanre Miao was not angry at all, but wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to ask for some benefits.

The two exchanged glances and saw the cunning in each other's eyes. It was obvious that they were thinking the same thing.

As time passed, the mood of the hot cat seemed to calm down gradually.

It moved its ears slightly, as if listening to the movements around it.

Perhaps it was expecting something in its heart, perhaps the smell of cat strips, or perhaps their apology.

There seemed to be some movement, a bit like the sound of ripping cat strips.

As expected, pretending to be angry like this can bring benefits.

Just as Yanre Miao deliberately made a stern face and pretended to be angry, slowly turned around and was about to graciously accept the apology from the two people, he was suddenly stunned.