Musashi of the Elf

After talking about Musashi’s gift, let’s talk about the gifts of Arbo Snake and Stinky Flower.

Seeing the confetti scattered on the ground around Arbo Snake, Musashi's brows couldn't stop twitching. He took a deep breath, but he still didn't want to ruin the atmosphere when he was so happy.

Arbor Snake's two gifts are a jar of special Arbor Snake elf food and an elf prop poison needle.

These two values ​​are obviously not equal, but if the elf props are sent by Santa Claus, then there are probably not a few children in the world who own Pokémon. How can so many props be distributed? Even if Santa Claus can make them himself, the number It's probably too much.But it doesn't look like it was bought by Musashi's parents. It should be an elf prop that costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, which is obviously not what the current village and family can easily afford.

Can't figure it out,

Stinky Flower's gifts were opened much more quietly, at least the paper boxes were complete, so it was easy to put away.

His gift was similar to Arbor Snake's, a jar of special smelly flower elf food and a large elf prop root.

Eh wait

Stinky Flower's Elf Food

The parents have no way of knowing that only Santa Claus, who has great powers, can evolve from a walking grass to a smelly flower last night, so the elf food is sent by Santa Claus.

Regardless of the price, who gave these two elf props, parents cannot only know about props that are obviously suitable for a certain type of elf.

So there is only one truth

Musashi ran downstairs, still wearing Slowpoke velvet pajamas, with a pink tail trailing behind him. She was as cute as a little girl from Two-dimensional.

"Mom, Dad, has the master been here?" Musashi ran to the bar and asked, raising his head.

"I guess it's you. How many times have I told you not to run up and down the stairs? Don't run. Do you really think your mother won't take care of you or something?" Haruko was furious at this time, pointing at Musashi and yelling.

"Ah, okay, Haruko, don't be angry, don't be angry. Musashi hasn't seen his master for a long time, so he ran down in a hurry. Musashi still hasn't said sorry to his mother." Ichiro kept saying Musashi, who was a little confused, winked and signaled Musashi to apologize quickly.

"Ah, oh, mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Musashi won't dare to do it again. I will never do it again. If I still run up the stairs, you will spank my little butt hard and let dad cheer on me." Musashi When he came back to his senses, he obviously saw Ichiro's expression and immediately admitted his mistake.

"Pfft, haha, you still have a small butt. The bigger you get, the more naughty you get. If there is a next time, be careful of your butt. It's useless for your father to plead for mercy. How did you know that your master is here?" Haruko saw Musashi being funny and said seriously. His expression couldn't be maintained any longer, and he couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still asked the doubts in his heart.

"Because I saw the elf props." Musashi said.

"Yes, those elf props were given by your master, but we don't know whether your master Yingu is here, because these things were mailed from Happy Town a few days ago. But I think Yingu will be back in two days. When you come back to Yuhong City, after all, you are going to become the disciple of Empress Yuhong, so he will definitely come to see you."

"Oh, by the way, Mom and Dad, thank you for the silk dolls you sent me. I like them very much. Also, Santa Claus really came last night and gave me a lyre, a snake and smelly flowers for Arbor. Wrist has also given gifts, Wrist, come here quickly, we will get your Christmas gift."

Ichiro, Haruko, and the Demonic Way sounded normal at the front, but at the back, why did they bring up Santa Claus?

"Santa Claus" has three question marks on his face, and the people who are listening attentively

"Yes, Santa Claus, my gift box is still there." Musashi couldn't help but feel a little angry when the adults didn't believe it.

"Humph, you all don't believe me. Musashi is angry. It's the kind of anger that can't be coaxed. I'll ignore you. Let's go, Zhili." Musashi pouted, holding Wanli's hand and walking upstairs.

"Hahaha" everyone in the basin downstairs laughed kindly, praising Musashi for being cute and sensible, and saying that they had given birth to a good daughter.

Ichiro Haruko accepted them all with a smile, her daughter was like a little cotton-padded jacket close to her body, even if she was not her biological child, she was better than her biological child.

"Everyone, have a good meal and drink. I'll treat you to this meal. I'll go up first to comfort our little baby." Ichiro smiled so hard that his wrinkles came out. He said something that made all the diners happy, wiped his hands and went upstairs. .

"Boss atmosphere"

“The boss is open and bright”

"I wish the boss a prosperous business"

These free words came one after another. After saying this, these diners began to add more food. In the spirit of eating nothing and earning what you eat, they emptied the remaining breakfast.So today's breakfast business ended early.

The words are divided into two parts.

Ichiro took off his oil-stained apron and knocked on Musashi's door.

"dong dong"

"dong dong"

"Musashi, Musashi"

inside the room.

"Ba hiss"

"Haha"

"only"

The three Pokémon swallowed the special elf food in their mouths and shouted, what they meant was, "Why don't you open the door?"

"You can't hum, you can't come out, Musashi is very angry now," Musashi pouted and muttered in a voice that was just enough to reach the door.

Upon hearing this, Ichiro knew that Musashi was not really angry, but just a little awkward. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Musashi, my parents were wrong. I'm sorry."

"Humph"

Musashi hummed softly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"If you don't reply, you are forgiving dad. Then dad comes in."

After Ichiro finished speaking, he turned the unlocked door handle and walked in.The originally tidy room became a bit messy due to opening gifts, and Ichiro noticed that there were indeed more than three gift boxes. This is something to look at. Last night, Ichiro and Haruko came in with only three gift boxes. Where did the extra come from? Could it really be a gift from Santa Claus?

Looking at him sitting on the bed, only a cute little figure with a pink tail was left.There are also three little ones who want to laugh but are afraid to laugh.

Ichiro shook his head helplessly

"Musashi, you're still angry with dad, good morning, Abai Snake, Stinky Flower

Hey, where is the walking grass, Musashi, where is the walking grass?" Ichiro was about to break the deadlock first, but when he saw Stinky Flower, he froze there instead.

"Bahiss" W couldn't hold back, but he didn't laugh out loud.

"Haha"╯▂╰

"Wei"oo couldn't help but laugh

"Pfft, hum, annoying dad. Of course the walking grass has evolved into a smelly flower. He had already evolved when you and mom came over to place gifts last night. Hum, big idiot dad." Musashi didn't even turn around. He said stiffly, using nicknames one after another to express his dissatisfaction.

"Hahahaha, you already know, haha, but dad now believes that Santa Claus has come." When Ichiro saw Musashi responding to him, he could only use an awkward but polite laugh to cover up the fact that he was an idiot. fact.

He also nodded to Stinky Flower, smiled and made a cheering gesture.

My daughter is as big as the sky, whatever she says is what she wants, at this moment, um

"Dad, look, these are the musical instruments that Santa Claus gave me, the lyre, and the three cans of special elf food for them. You must not have bought these, right." Musashi turned sideways and pointed to the treasure on the table. Ke Meng said the thing in front of him.

"Yes, and jars with this kind of packaging are not sold in stores, but why would Santa give you a piano like this? You never said you wanted an instrument, but my father likes to listen to the songs Musashi sings." Ichiro said not lightly. I flattered my daughter lightly.

"Huh, it's called the lyre. Forget it. I forgive you. By the way, Dad, you don't have to be downstairs. Are you busy in the store?" Musashi turned around completely and asked Ichiro.

Musashi said that children do not take into account the faults of adults, and I forgive you.