Pocket Data Master

(It’s considered a side story)

The female doctor...or in other words, Yono Ohara, originally thought that the "Dr. Dream" who was young, promising, talented and other words that could not be summed up in words would be furious.

After all, no matter whose sister dares to say "I'm not afraid of you riding me" in front of a man, she will probably be punished severely, and the brat will probably be affected by it as well.

It is indeed a disaster, but this is what makes it interesting.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mihara Yoshino's mouth turned up involuntarily, and when she narrowed her eyes slightly and became narrower, she suddenly looked a bit evil.

However, the truth often surprises her.

"Truffle, you go out and play for a while first." Zhen Shi said calmly, and even smiled, but the hands hidden behind his back were tightly twisted together.

Mihara Yangno's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she subconsciously covered her frozen smile with her left hand.

This was different from what she expected.

Her eyes flickered, and she glanced at the "rebellious" Lolita. However, Truffle nodded obediently, holding the crossbody bag with her little hand, "Well, then I will go out reluctantly."

He said and exited the room.

Bang.

Mihara Yono looked at the closed door in front of her and moved her curly hair boredly. As soon as she lowered her head, she suddenly stopped.

Her dark pupils were in a trance for a moment, and her slender palm involuntarily moved towards Truffle's trembling young body. However, the moment it touched the top of the other person's head, it was withdrawn as quickly as an electric shock.

Tricky, really tricky, Mihara Yono suddenly found that he didn't know how to comfort children at all.

The leader of Team Rocket does not need to learn to cry, and the real superior does not need to learn mercy.

but.

Her life now seems to belong only to herself.

So Mihara Yoshino took Truffle to the courtyard behind the hospital while feeling troublesome, and then she said lightly, "Cry, no one can hear it here."

As she spoke, she leaned casually under a big tree.

His eyes glanced in the direction of the ward.

It is difficult for a person not to cry or make trouble, but it is also difficult to cry freely.

At least Mihara Yoshino couldn't remember the appearance of her crying. Just when she rarely recalled it, the sound of sobbing finally sounded in her ears.

As the petite shoulders shook, intermittent words continued to squeeze out...

"Uuuuuuuuuah...Brother, brother, I thought I would never see you again..."

"Just like dad and mom, wu wu wu, everyone is a liar... wu wu wu..."

…

Mihara Yono closed his eyes. There was no need to look at this time, just listening was enough.

She knew that since the sisters were young, their parents had never come back after going out once.

This was nothing new, at least it seemed commonplace to her.

Because she also had no impression of her father in her mind, or in other words, she had almost forgotten even her husband.

By chance, the eldest daughter of the Mihara family fell in love at first sight with a young man who was determined to become a Pokémon trainer during a trip. The love affair developed so rapidly that even they themselves were surprised.

In the blink of an eye, marriage is how it should go.

However, the young man soon embarked on the journey again, heading towards his dream of being a Pokémon master, and never came back.

When she came back to her senses, the only things left around her were the huge Mihara family, dangers from all sides, and the newly born little devil.

This was the case in that era, where everyone was chasing their dream of being a master.

Of course, if Yangno was asked whether she still loved that young man, she would probably feel it was redundant to even deny it. Even if he showed up now, she wouldn't even bother to look at him.

Yangno didn't find it hard to raise a child independently. She just felt dissatisfied as to why the baby couldn't automatically save like a game pet or restart after death... If you think about it this way, it seems that her temperament is indeed innate.

Therefore, little devils like hers are probably still happy.

Yangno waited for Truffle to slowly calm down before silently taking out a tissue and gently wiping it, "That kid doesn't look like he will disappear easily."

She looked at Truffle's red and puzzled eyes and said jokingly: "After all, with such a cute little sister at home, it's not too late to at least wait until she's finished eating before running away."

After Yangno finished speaking, she looked at Truffle who finally regained her energy and sighed secretly, "So, it's okay." She hugged Truffle in her arms and gently stroked his black head.

At this moment, Yangno showed a smile and tenderness that probably no one would see.

She held the truffle, but she was thinking about those little devils.

At this moment, she thanked them a little, at least she didn't make a mistake.

That's why she came here.

The breeze in June blows through the trees, and the fresh fragrance of the plants and the dappled light shine into the courtyard, like a picture scroll.

The dream monster on the treetop kicked its little feet, savoring the complex and unspeakable emotions below.

People's expressions and words can deceive anyone, including themselves, but their hearts cannot.

Therefore, there is often a proverb in the Pokémon world that ghosts can best see through people's hearts.

So if you really want to conquer ghost-type Pokémon, there is only one trick,

Please feel it with your heart.

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In the flawless white ward, Dian fidgeted and glanced at Zhenshen, who was sitting on the stool next to her. She lowered her head and said nothing since then.

To be honest, the more this happened, the more uneasy Dian was. On the contrary, it would have been much better if he had been sarcastic or made a fuss.

At this moment, I felt that the female doctor's venomous tongue was just like that. Even when facing Groudon, she didn't seem to be so uneasy.

Just when His Highness made up his mind and was about to speak, Zhen Xiang raised his head with a smile and said, "His Royal Highness, I'll make you a cup of tea." She said and stood up with the hem of her skirt pressed down. She said it was the hem of her skirt, but in fact Zhen Xiang was still wearing research clothes. He must have rushed over in a hurry.

Dian opened his mouth, then closed it tightly. He looked at Zhenshi as if nothing had happened, just like when he first met him.

In a daze, he seemed to see her again, bending down and bowing as gracefully as a girl, her pretending to be mature but shy, her weak yet strong...

"First time we meet, I am the girl of dreams..."

Even though she is an adult, she still insists that she is a girl.

"It's too early to have a baby or something...ma'am ((?(//?Д/?/)?))"

Even though he is easily shy, he still forces himself to joke.

"it's okay no problem."

Although his body was clearly trembling, he tightly protected Truffle.

The voice in his memory seemed to echo in Dian's ears again...

At the same time, he became more and more impatient, and unspeakable emotions kept rolling inside him.

My heart is on fire.

Have happy emotions.

At the same time, there is also guilt, uneasiness and sadness.

When you are happy,

However, there is also a complex pathos.

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Threads of emotion flowed out of my heart like streams and turned into tides, gushing out, disappearing, gushing out again, disappearing, gone and returned, each time stronger than the last, making Dian swallow and smear his mouth one after another but unable to say anything. Words come.

Sudden.

Tick.

Something slipped and dripped onto the back of the white hand holding the tea cup.

Zhen Shang thought he was too dazed and shook out the tea.

However, as another drop of something flowing out of the eyes fell into the tea, little ripples reflected a face that suddenly shed tears.

It turned out to be tears.

Zhen Xiang raised his head in panic and turned his face slightly. How can I cry while making tea?

Besides, Dian was obviously fine, and crying would only add to his worries.

It's okay, just smile at this time.

So she endured the sniffling moment, but tears still fell involuntarily.

Drop by drop, it gradually fell on the back of the tense hand and soaked into the warm tea, melting the strength in my heart bit by bit.

If we never see each other again.

Cold and hot emotions echoed involuntarily in my heart, easily clogging my chest and tearing my heart apart.

The uncontrollable tears were not only reflected in the tea, but also engraved in Dian's eyes.

He took a deep breath. For some reason, his throat was hoarse, as if it was burned by fire, but he was not prepared to remain silent.

"Dream Girl."

The voice seeped out involuntarily, like some kind of shout, trembling with strength.

Dian ignored everything around him and had no time to consider whether there would be someone eavesdropping outside the door.

"True fungus."

The originally simple name is somehow unique at this moment, no! It was the only magic power that made the whole body feel hot, and goosebumps quickly appeared on the exposed skin.

What matches the body is the comfort in the heart, as if all the emotions like a tide are pouring out and placed in the words.

At this moment, Dian calmed down and showed a very shallow but serious smile. He looked at Zhen Shi who turned his head for some reason, took a deep breath again, then slowly exhaled it, and finally took another deep breath.

"I like you."

When he said this, he realized that he probably should have said it a long time ago. And Zhen Xiang lowered his head, as if he was enduring something more.

"Zhenshen, I like you."

All the emotions in my heart were gathered into words and poured out.

When Dian finished speaking, his heartbeat quickened and his eardrums roared.

Zhenshan froze, as if all his senses were paralyzed by the other person's words.

‘Zhenshen, I like you’.

ah!

So happy!

So happy!

So happy!

It seemed that all the sadness in my heart was cleared away in an instant, and my mind was dizzy, and the words 'I like you' kept echoing in my mind.

However, she knew that her cheeks and earlobes must be red, and even her neck... After thinking of this, shy emotions kept rising, making her body tremble a little.

but.

If you don’t reply!

However, when Zhenshan was about to turn around, he realized that something slipping from his eyes not only did not decrease, but instead surged more and more, gradually turning into a river of tears.

The sound of sniffling was almost uncontrollable, and even if I gasped for air, it still felt like a lack of oxygen.

call!

call! !

call--! !

The more he suppressed his breathing, the faster he became, and the sound of crying finally overflowed.

Even Zhen Xiang himself had difficulty distinguishing what was pouring out at this moment.

She just knew that it wouldn't work if she didn't reply quickly, or say "I like you too" quickly.

However, when she reluctantly spoke, what came out was mixed with crying and choking, "Liar..."

She turned around.

Her white hands were clasped on her chest, and big tears fell from her eyes.

"Liar, you clearly said it was fine...but in the end...it was clear..."

Dian was silent for a while, and Maoshan's reason for saying that he was a liar was completely established.

So it cannot be refuted, but there is no need to refute it.

He gently hugged Zhen Shi's trembling body, "I'm sorry."

He gradually exerted force, as if to make his words more sincere.

At the same time, a sense of warmth also passed over, making Dian couldn't help but continue to hug him a little tighter.

"Don't apologize."

The voice in my ears was still choked.

"Feel sorry."

"Don't apologize, if you're not a liar, make the lie true."

Zhen Xiang bit his lip, and the hands that were clasped on his chest gradually dropped down, "If the lies can't be turned into truth, then, then I will never forgive you."

Dian stroked Zhenshan's long hair with his hand, "Then I won't let you go until you forgive me."

"Are you a child?" Masaru rubbed his face against Dian's shoulder with a sense of relief, and gradually closed his eyes, "Then, I will never forgive you."

"Then I will never let go." Dian blurted out naturally and then realized something was wrong... No, in other words, it was quite right.

"It is indeed a child." The trembling of her body gradually subsided, as if she had finally stopped crying, "Are what you just said true?"

"What words?"

pinch! The white fingers pinched hard.

"I like you."

The owner of the finger finally let go with satisfaction and began to caress it gently.

"..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Shi gradually opened her red eyes, and she pulled away from Dian. At this time, the tears had already stopped, leaving only faint traces of tears.

Zhenshan raised his head slightly and saw Dian's eyes. The two looked at each other for a moment and then quickly looked away with some embarrassment.

The palace general took a sip of the tea soaked with tears and then handed it over. With a blush on his face, Zhenji quickly took a sip and then moved away, "The tea has cooled down. I'll make another cup."

Only then did Dian feel that something was wrong. He quickly took Zhen Sheng's hand and said, "That's the reply just now."

"What's the reply?" Zhen Shi pretended to blush and glanced over.

"I like your reply." Dian said again.

After hearing this, Zhenji's face turned red and his ears were extremely hot.

She panicked and ran to the door with her teacup in her arms, then stopped slowly, resisting shyness and turned around and said: "That, that, that, because there may be a suspension bridge effect, or, or, so, let's wait for a while, I, I, I will make tea first."

Dian looked at the shy figure running out, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he realized that the teapot was still on the table, and Maoshan ran out with only a teacup in his arms.

So he caught up with the teapot...

The June sunshine streamed in through the glass window, reflecting the two figures nestling together.