Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

Could this guy who doesn't behave properly be me in the mirror world? Could it be that jerk from Dream pretending to be me? Having read the "chat invitation" sent by the white-haired electric cat but not replying, Zeraora, with a blank face, quietly clenched his furry right paw.

The blue pads in the palms were stirring up electric light.

"Hey, you should know that the electric pair's characteristic is that it stores electricity and is useless to us, right?" Zeraora in the mirror world just raised his eyebrows frivolously and started talking on his own, "Let's get back to the point. Let's start with something you might be interested in, such as that human..."

It paused in the middle of its words, put its paw on Zeraora's shoulder, leaned forward with its cat face, and blew unscrupulously in the direction of the other's nose.

"..."

Perhaps it was the words "such as that human" that distracted Zeraora, and it unexpectedly did not dodge.

But the next moment, an unusual smell gently brushed its nose.

This feeling made the black cat's pupils shrink into thin lines in an instant, its lightning-shaped whiskers trembled slightly, and its body took two steps back as if stimulated.

Seeing this reaction, the white-haired electric cat smiled playfully and spread his paws: "Hey, it smells good, right? This is a mint candy that contains more than 80% catnip extract - my trainer Liang Yin specially made it for me."

Catnip, what is that?

Zeraora could clearly feel his heartbeat speeding up, his blood circulation accelerating, and even every muscle in his body was...excited?!

What exactly is this guy up to?

There are so many twists and turns when it comes to a fight.

"Relax, it's harmless." A smile never left the face of Zeraora in the mirror world, which was completely different from the always stern Zeraora. "It just makes our cute but cold little cat a little more frank~"

What does more frank mean?

And who are you calling a kitten?

Although the body was inexplicably agitated, the electric cat remained calm. After what he said just now, he even felt that he was worse than the guy in the mirror world.

"Comparing me with that rigid old antique Mew? Come to think of it, your Mew should have the opposite personality." The white Zeraora rolled her eyes first, then licked the corner of her mouth in a frivolous manner to cover it up. "But, I like the word 'bad' very much - thank you for the compliment."

I'm not praising you!

Where on earth does this inexplicable confidence of yours come from...wait!

Zeraora suddenly shut its mouth, finally realizing the inconsistency - it seemed that without even realizing it, it had spoken out the complaints that should have been kept in its heart.

As mentioned before, after spending a long time with Liang Yin, a human who sometimes jumps out of his mind, the cat has also acquired some of the "bad habits" of "complaining". However, in order to maintain its image, it keeps those complaints to itself.

frank……

So this is what “frankness” means.

"How long will this state last?" But before the other party could answer, Zeraora's palms lit up white light at the same time, sending a signal that he was about to attack. "Forget it, I don't want to know... Stop delaying, let's start the battle directly."

I really made a mistake. Since he is a worse guy than Menghuan, there is nothing to talk about.

Well, the above sentence was also said bluntly.

Hearing this, the white-haired electric cat could only shake his head regretfully.

What bad intentions does it have?

Zeraora in the mirror world simply thought it was fun to tease this other self who was clearly pretending to be cold. He originally wanted to try to trick that guy into dyeing his fur white!

It now seems that the hair dyeing plan has been shelved.

With this thought in mind, it opened its arms to both sides while confronting Zeraora, and the centers of its yellow-padded claws also glowed white.

High five surprise attack!

Although they are very different, at least in the choice of the first move, both sides coincide with each other.

……

The words are divided into two parts.

"I...I want to apply for a halftime break." Liang Yin used his right hand to hold the steel bar to support his somewhat exhausted body, while his left hand waved towards the other self in the mirror world.

Hearing this, Liang Yin, who was full of bad temperament, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then staggered and leaned against a wall with falling lime, and threw the steel bar casually: "Tsk, since you have asked so much, then I will reluctantly agree to you."

Tsk, this is a textbook example of "a dead duck trying to be stubborn".

But from another perspective, he is surprisingly easy to talk to.

The one and a half hour long fencing… oh no, hammering steel bars was really tiring. Especially now that it was almost noon, there was no shelter on the top of this abandoned old construction site, and it was almost completely exposed to the glaring sunlight.

It won’t be too late to continue the duel when the sun gets smaller.

The two Liang Yins who were on a break naturally started chatting.

Perhaps there are some restrictions. Liang Yin from the mirror world was vague about the relevant matters of the Pokémon Dream Center. Liang Yin did not want to make himself look boring, so he shifted the focus of the topic to Pokémon.

Just from this one conversation, tensions between the two sides were high.

"Slippery Pokémon are so good," Liang Yin, a ruffian in the mirror world, said in a bad tongue-twisting way. Liang Yin was stunned by the content and tone. "Even the scaly Scaled Ankylosaurus has a wonderful pudding-like texture when touched, not to mention Vaporeon and the like... You can definitely understand me!"

Wait, a staff-tailed scaly dragon?

What did you do to that Overlord Scepter?!

Resisting the urge to complain, Liang Yin curled the corners of his mouth.

It seems that the opposites in the mirror world are also reflected in different preferences.

"I'm sorry, but I don't agree with you - furry Pokémon are the best." Even though he knew this, he would never back down on matters of principle and couldn't help but retort, "That softness, that fluffyness, and that special, amazing flow."

Liang Yin originally didn't want to continue arguing about this topic, but he in the mirror world was relentless and insisted on gaining a reputation.

This back and forth also aroused the former's desire to win.

So, just like they were arguing about whether tofu pudding is sweet or salty, the two of them started a heated argument about whether hairy or slippery is better - from praising themselves at the beginning to belittling the other party later, they used every possible means.

"Reshiram!" This is Liang Yin who likes white-haired dragons.

"Zekrom!" This is Liang Yin who likes black-scale dragons.

It seems that there will be no conclusion if we just keep arguing.

Each side holds its own opinion and wants to force its own viewpoints into the other side's mind, but both have little success and the tension has become thick to a certain extent.

"Draw your sword, heretic!" Liang Yin in the mirror world picked up the steel bar he had just thrown away and pointed it straight at his opponent's heaving chest. "In that case, let's solve it the way men do!"