Pokémon Calamity

() "Hmm~~~" Kamijou looked at the red and white sphere in front of him with some distress.

The agreed battle was over, and Xiao Mao dragged a somewhat frustrated Xiao Chi away.Although he was a little worried about Aka's condition, fortunately, Kamijou was reassured by Xiaomao's words, "Aka's negative mood can only last for half a day at most."

Before leaving, Xiaomao handed over the Pokémon that Kamijou had "stored" with Dr. Oak.

Naughty Bullet, like Crossbat, belonged to the late Elkitran's Pokémon. When Naughty Bullet was rescued, its injuries were no longer in a condition that the Pokémon Center could treat, so it was directly sent to Dr. Oak for treatment. treat.

The original intention was that Dr. Omu would release the animal directly after the treatment was completed.However, according to the information conveyed by Xiaomao, Naughty Bullet seems not to be very good with the Pokémon in the power plant and the Pokémon in Dr. Oak's laboratory.

In desperation, he had no choice but to bring it back to Kamijou again to see if there was any improvement.

"rururu~~" scrolled.

It doesn't look like he's so eccentric at all.

Kamijou thought so, but in fact, Kamijou had no resistance at all to raising another Pokémon, it was just. . . . . .Kamijou's playful nickname of "Bomb Ball" really frightened Kamijou.Kamijou is "full of confidence" in his ongoing misfortune, and it is almost certain that it is inevitable that he will accidentally stimulate a naughty bullet and cause it to blow a hole in his house.

crackling~

While Kamijou was distressed, a burst of electricity flashed across Naughty Bullet's body and made such a sound.

"..." Kamijou discovered unexpectedly that he subconsciously made up the sound of electricity into a sound like "bilibili~".

"Forget it, you've even fought against someone like Bilibili, why are you still afraid of naughty bombs?" Kamijou convinced himself.

In fact, judging from the fact that Kamijou didn't refuse the Pokmon Ball handed over by Xiaomao, he had already made his choice.Now it is just a matter of psychological preparation for the foreseeable misfortunes in the future.

"Then, please give me more advice in the future." Kamijou squatted down and rubbed his right hand against Naughty's round body (head?).

"ru!"

"Hey, welcome to join. I'll introduce you to other partners later." Kamijou raised his right hand and stretched it to the back of his waist. "But now we have to send him home first."

The contract ball has finally arrived.

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"Huh~~~~" Kamijou let out a long sigh of relief after turning off the video phone.

It had been a long time since Charizard was teleported back to Charizard Valley, so Kamijou was naturally scolded by Ji Ke.After all, it took nearly twice as long to rent out Charizard for the first time. If not for Kamijou's status in the alliance, Charizard would have been forcibly taken back long ago.

Speaking of which, Ji Ke was able to let Kamijou go so easily because Charizard made a scene when he returned. I have to say that the tradition of competition in Charizard Valley is really strong. . . . . .

"Jie Zhen, Naughty Bullet, go back." After all, we had been together for a while, so Kamijou must have been a little bit reluctant to leave Charizard.But he also knew that for Charizard, Charizard Valley was a far more suitable place for him than his own home.

"Ha." Ji Zhen responded lightly.

"Ru." Naughty Bullet followed Kamijou out of the Pokémon Center.

. . . . . .

"Ah!" Kamijou suddenly exclaimed as he was about to walk out of the golden city.

This caused Kamijou, who already had a conspicuous ferocity and dangerous mischief, to be immediately watched by passers-by.

"Um...it's okay, it's okay." Kamijou immediately turned around and ran away.

"..." Ji Zhen and Naughty Bullet, who were confused, quickly followed.

In fact, it was very simple. Kamijou just remembered his second purpose of entering the city: to purchase ingredients.

In mourning for the two large bags of ingredients that Misaka Mikoto had turned into ashes, Kamijou rushed back to the city again.

At this moment, it was almost noon, and although he was confident that he could avoid Index's head-biting punishment, he still couldn't. . . . . .

"There's no time to look for special offers!" Kamijou Touma, a poor boy who raised a nun with a big stomach and a Kirbymon, wailed.

There are more onlookers.

. . . . . .

"We should be able to catch up." Kamijou murmured to himself, looking at the sun that was almost directly overhead.

In the blink of an eye, Kamijou, carrying two large bags of belongings, walked out of the city again and walked to the familiar iron bridge.

After once again mourning the two large bags of ingredients that Misaka Mikoto had turned into ashes, Kamijou resolutely stepped onto the iron bridge leading to the suburbs. . . . . .

Then, freeze.

Brown short hair, safety pants, bilibili. . . . . .

What a sense of sight!

The horrified Kamijou suddenly stepped out of Misaka Mikoto's possible sight range.

"What to do, what to do..." Kamijou subconsciously retreated without looking at Misaka Mikoto's condition.Although she knew that the incident was over, Misaka Mikoto often got angry and destroyed Kamijou's things.

At this time, the boy was thinking crazily in order to deliver the food to Index's mouth on time and ensure that his head would not be bitten through.

"Have it!"

With a flash of inspiration, Kamijou quietly released Laprice under the bridge.

"please!"

The name of this plan is: Build the plank road in the open, and use it in secret!

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"Thank you?"

"Is it... too tacky?"

"That guy would probably say something like 'I'm fighting for myself'... something like that."

"In this case, how can we..."

"No!" shouted!Kamijou was frightened as he approached.

"But it's up to me whether I accept his reasons or not, so..."

"Ah ah ah" shook his head violently. "You actually asked me to make cookies with my own hands!"

"If you dare, don't hold back!" He punched continuously with his left hand, probably to vent his anger. "I'll give you some colors to see..."

"Who are you going to show off to?" Kamijou, who only heard the last half of the sentence, couldn't help but interrupt Misaka Mikoto's strange behavior.

The effect was great, Misaka Mikoto was completely frozen. . . . . .A moment.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" "Why are you here?! Shouldn't you have gone home and returned to that cabin?!"

Misaka Mikoto, who originally wanted to rely on the members of the same sex in Kamijou's family to relieve her stress, fell into a situation where she was facing Kamijou alone.

"Then what are you doing here?" In order to ensure the safety of Laprice's food under the bridge, Kamijou took the initiative to attract the attention of Misaka Mikoto, whose eyes were wandering around. "Is it possible that you are planning to visit me? You are joking..."

"No! No! That's not the case!" The reaction was unexpectedly loud.

"There's no need to deny it so hard..."

"Oh... It's thanks to you this time that... that..." The girl's words were unexpectedly shy and weak.

"Huh?" Kamijou said he didn't hear anything clearly.

"So..." After a while, the girl still stared at the ground.

"Um~~~Are you practicing a drama?" Kamijou guessed very unreliably, recalling Misaka Mikoto's previous actions.

There seemed to be a sound effect like "Boom~", and Misaka Mikoto was hit by Kamijou so hard that her head sank.

"Ah, I'm sorry to bother you." Kamijou quietly passed over Misaka Mikoto.At this moment, Laprice has already transported the items to the other side, and more importantly, Index will go berserk if he doesn't go back! "Goodbye then, bilibili."

"Wait a minute!" Misaka Mikoto's right hand suddenly grabbed Kamijou's clothes. "That, this..."

"Huh?" Kamijou turned around, but still didn't get any answer.But he accidentally discovered the paper bag with a corner exposed behind Misaka Mikoto.

"No way?" Looking at Misaka Mikoto's appearance, Kamijou suddenly wanted to bully her. "Bilibili, can't you really do it with your own hands..." Kamijou's hand reached out to the paper bag.

"No! No! This... it's just... that..." Before hesitating, the paper bag was already in Kamijou's hands.

"Let Mr. Kamijou take a look..." Kamijou's right hand had already reached into the paper bag.

"Wow!" Misaka Mikoto almost pounced to grab the paper bag back.

However, there just needs to be someone faster than her.

Not Kamijou.

Boom! !

A pair of thin legs kicked Kamijou away!

"Onee-sama! How are you? You weren't hurt by that ape, were you? Are you feeling unwell?!" The petite girl with twin tails "examined" Misaka Mikoto's body with her hands up and down. "Forget the martial law in Jinhuang City these days, even the electronic signals are blocked! Kuroko's tracker has just sensed the location of my sister. Otherwise, Kuroko would have rushed to the scene the moment he knew that his sister had left Kuye City. Go to onee-sama and offer your soul and body! However, it’s not too late now, let Kuroko start from the bottom...Ah~~!!”

As always, the conversation ended with a one-sided jab and an even more one-sided a** moan.

"..." Kamijou, who was covered in cold sweat, just wanted to leave early.

"Huh?" Kamijou was about to get up and was surprised to find that he was still holding a biscuit he took out of a paper bag in his right hand.

Well, the cookies are so graphic.

It’s really clear at a glance.With this thought in mind, Kamijou just lay on the ground and threw the cookie into his mouth.

"good to eat."

Two words, but Misaka Mikoto, who was breathing heavily after discharging the electricity, froze again.

Then, Kamijou noticed that the "black charcoal" at Misaka Mikoto's feet showed signs of activity again.

"See you later, Mikoto."

In order to stop irritating the girl, Kamijou quietly crawled away and changed his title.

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Wow~~~~Anyway, Sister Pao’s plot is finally over.

Speaking of which, I have always said that I would write about daily life, but now I see that these chapters are completely plot~~~

hateful!

There must be some daily routine tomorrow!Well, I must write about my daily life!

Also, the title is so hard to think of qaq

that's all.

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