Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

"Akong, Akong, my dear brother..."

Early in the morning, there was an exaggerated shouting and screaming from Mingli's secret residence.

Even without relying on the timbre, Akari knew who the owner of the voice was.

Besides Gojo Satoru, who else would be so obsessed with the "Goku Combination" and take advantage of Akari by the way?

After thinking for a second, Mingli gave up the answer decisively. Firstly, she felt it was noisy, and secondly, she was making love breakfast with Gardevoir and didn't have the time to pay attention to you.

The bullet-proof pan in his hand flipped lightly, and the four poached eggs jumped up at the right time, revealing the golden side that had been fried.

Although many people like to eat sweet-smelling eggs fried on one side, Mingli still prefers golden eggs that are golden on both sides and fried until fully cooked.

Under his influence, the entire Ming family also had the same preference.

When the second side was also fried until golden brown, Mingli made another skillful move on the pan, and the poached eggs in the pan flew directly over his head and towards the restaurant.

Calculating from the arc of the parabola, the omelette landed not on the dining table, but on the nearby floor. But before the stunt turned embarrassing, the plates on the table suddenly flew up, catching the omelette and falling back to the sides of the dining table.

At the same time, a figure flashed, wearing a beach vacation outfit and a white broom head covered by sunglasses, appearing on one of the chairs, and the voice became more and more fussy.

"As expected of my good brother! How did you know I would come here in the morning and prepare breakfast specially for me? Oh~ you are so kind."

"Take your paws away. No one knows you are coming, and you won't get the poached eggs." Mingli continued working in front of the stove without looking back.

"It's not my fault to do so much, so don't be arrogant." Gojo Satoru waved his hands with a smile.

Without paying attention, several vines crossed in front of his eyes and skillfully swept away the dinner plate and... the two large basins on the table.

Gojo Satoru turned around and saw that the fat dragon occupying most of the room also sucked four poached eggs into his mouth with a skillful suck, without even chewing. After that, he did not forget to lick the big plate with his tongue, including the chopped green onion. Don't let it go.

Gojo Satoru's eyebrows jumped wildly.

Even if you don't see the evolution of this fat dragon, you can still tell that she is the Hack Dragon from the essence of her soul.

But...where is your elegance and beauty?

Where is your image of a proud young lady?

Why has my body shape turned into a fat one and my heart has turned into a foodie?

In comparison, the Monarch Snake is much better, as lazy as ever, eating fresh fruits and vegetables slowly, not forgetting to help other less convenient companions get breakfast - this is also the daily routine of the Ming family, and it is also the treasure given by Mingli. An introductory course for Pokémon trainers.

We eat and live together. If I have a bite to eat, you will have a bite to eat.

The electric mouse Pikachu is holding a nut in his left hand and a banana in his right hand, a combination of soft and hard, with balanced nutrition.

The soft and cute Dream is the least picky eater and will eat everything. Now he is curling his long tail around the milk and sipping it.

In addition, there are a few elves that Gojo Satoru cannot name. We can only tell from their attributes that they are fire, water, grass and... an elf that even Gojo Satoru doesn't know what they are.

All I know is that it is soft, like a piece of plasticine, and its recipe is similar to that of Dream. It will eat everything and is not picky.

The same goes for action. Wherever the dream goes, it goes wherever it goes, just like a little follower.

Meng Meng scratched it with her little paws, but it didn't get annoyed. There were only two dots and one line left on its face to outline a big smile.

"These new little guys are related to...the battles of the past few days?"

"Of course." The birth pattern of elves can be seen clearly by everyone around them, so they simply don't hide it.

"Are you going to raise it yourself?" As the number of Pokémon increases, Akari rarely raises Pokémon himself, so Gojo Satoru asked this question.

"This Pokémon is quite special, and I don't trust anyone else to take it with me." Mingli answered calmly.

What's special about it?

Because these four Pokémon are Charmander, Squirtle, Bulbasaur and Dior.

Corresponding to Luohu, Tuogen, Huayu and Zhenren respectively.

Based on the strength of the special-level curse spirit, it seems a bit stretched.

But if it were changed to status, it would be another matter.

The first generation of the Royal Family, the true beginning of Pokémon, and the original signboard, are older than Pikachu. Their names are known to everyone in the Pokémon world.

As for the Variety Monster, let alone that.

The ability to transform into any Pokémon and the ability to lay eggs have established its special status as the mother of all Pokémon.

You can always count on Dire Monsters.

Give me a Digimon and give you a whole world of Pokémon.

Although it's a bit weird to say this, with Variety Monsters around, Akari is one step closer to her dream of a Pokémon ecosystem.

This is also the elf that is most in line with the real person who can change his body shape at will. For the sake of him bringing the "various monsters" into this world, I will do him a favor and be gentler when we meet next time to let him suffer more. Sin and then die.

Don't thank me, I'm just so kind.

As for the various monsters and sticky dreams, Mingli was not surprised.

The unique and signature function of the Variety Monster is "transformation", and Mew can also do it. Theoretically, Mew can do everything that the Variety Monster can do, but Mew is naturally powerful and doesn't really need to use this skill.

Some people even mistakenly believe that Mew is the evolved form of the Variety Monster, just like the classic misunderstanding that the Green Caterpillar's evolved form is Rayquaza, and the evolution of Harker Dragon is Menus.

However, unlike the latter two, Dream and Variety Monster are not unrelated.

In the first generation game, there were a large number of wild monsters wandering around Mewtwo Research Institute.

Mewtwo is an artificial Pokémon created by humans trying to clone Mew, and Dirk has similar abilities to Mew. It is speculated that Dirk is likely to be a failed copy of Mew, or a product of genetic degradation.

Perhaps this is why the Variety Monster is so close to Mew.

It's a pity that Meng Meng, who has an elusive personality like a cat, doesn't buy it. You know, the little guy's temper doesn't even buy it, let alone these little brothers and sisters... Di Di - genderless, I don't know what to call her.

Of course, Gojo Satoru would have no objection to Akari's decision. Whoever brought the elf would decide.

Although he has invincible power in the world, Gojo Satoru will not abuse this power. He does not want to become a villain like Ryoken Sunuo.

Smiling and waving to the Pokémon, Gojo Satoru straightened his body again: "By the way, I really don't have breakfast for me."

"No." Mingli answered firmly.

"Why is this?"

Gojo Satoru deliberately made a distressed expression, and was about to use the customary roll when he saw Gardevoir, who was also busy in the kitchen, turning sideways and pointing to the frying pan in the manager's hand.

This time, it was three fried eggs.

Three people, one for each person.

Gojo Satoru understood and laughed strangely.

"Xiaosha." Mingli glanced at Gardevoir helplessly.

Gardevoir's smile was as bright as a flower. After so many years of getting along with her, she knew Akari's character clearly, and it was just a usual showmanship with Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru also said: "Don't blame your little girlfriend. It's not a loss if you treat me to this meal. I will help you carry the thunder later. I don't know how much saliva I will waste."

"Carry thunder?" Akari paused for a moment, then slammed the pot and threw three fried eggs directly in Gojo Satoru's face.

Naturally, Gojo Satoru would not fall for the attack. He raised three dinner plates like lightning and caught them one by one.

Then he took out a crumpled and crumpled piece of paper from his coat pocket and threw it back at Akari's face in return.