Make Nancy fall in love with me...During this period of time, Qianye would always think of what the doll that claimed to be Nancy's mother said to him that day.
Even though he does have a crush on Nancy, he is only a 10-year-old boy after all. Falling in love is too much for him!
As for the methods that Nancy's mother swore to teach her, such as dating her, making her shy, taking her first kiss, sealing her spiritual power, taking her into the harem... etc., is there something strange mixed in?
In short, it's easy to say, but when it comes to planning something for this, Qianye's brain is just a mess. Noticing his strange look, Nancy, who was floating in front of him, tilted her head and asked:
"Qianye, what are you thinking about?"
"I want to make a date with you...Ahem!"
What a close call! He almost said the truth subconsciously. Fortunately, Yu Nazi's superpowers were not yet at the level of mind-reading, so Qianye made up a random excuse and said:
"I was just wondering if Nancy's Pokémon can actually fight on their own? Or is there some way to convey instructions to them without speaking..."
As she was speaking, Nancy suddenly floated forward and pressed her forehead against the boy's as his eyes suddenly widened.
I felt a cool touch on my forehead, but my body felt hot. Her pink lips were so close to me that I could even feel the fragrance of her breath. My heart was beating violently, as if it would jump out of my chest at any time.
"Just like this."
"Hmm?" Qianye had sobered up a little from his intoxicated feeling and was still somewhat confused about the meaning of Nazi's words, but he soon realized that the other person's lips had not moved at all!
Thinking about it carefully, that voice didn't sound like something he heard from his ears, but more like something that sounded directly from his heart. In other words, it was the so-called telepathy... No wonder he didn't need to speak when fighting with him, it turned out that he was directly conveying instructions to the Pokémon through telepathy.
"Superpowers are really convenient."
Qianye couldn't help but sigh, after all, having this ability in a battle would allow one to better hide one's tactical intentions, which was a huge advantage for a trainer.
Hearing his sigh, Nazi blinked her red amber eyes and asked softly in an ethereal voice: "Qianye, do you want to learn?"
"Hey, is it okay?"
Nancy nodded, her pupils lit up, and white light instantly filled Qianye's entire field of vision. When he opened his eyes next time, the scene had changed drastically.
The structure is similar to that of a gymnasium, and the room is unusually spacious. Looking around, there are hundreds of training mats evenly spread everywhere. Next to each training mat is a simple wooden rack, on which are placed props such as soup spoons and shot puts. I guess this is where Naz usually teaches students superpowers.
The green telekinesis climbed up the wooden frame closest to Qianye and pulled out an iron spoon from it. The spoon floated in the air and slowly came in front of Qianye.
"Attention, concentration..."
As he spoke, the handle of the iron spoon began to slowly bend downward until it formed an iron ring.
"Imagine turning, and you do it."
It sounds so easy, but it is true. Under Nazi's gaze, this stainless steel spoon not only bent into this shape, but also curved into an "S" shape, made various patterns, and even squirmed in waves like a loach.
"Qianye, try it."
The telekinesis restored the spoon to its original shape, and then Nancy controlled it and sent it into the boy's palm.
I tentatively grasped the handle of the spoon, and followed Nancy's instructions, trying to focus on the head of the spoon. Imagine... imagine it becoming curved.
Her brows were almost wrinkled, and the veins on her hand that was tightly holding the iron spoon were exposed. Nazi watched all this silently, and stretched out her slender jade hand to rest on Qianye's arm.
"No... Brain, focus. Everything else, relax."
The tense muscles relaxed, and the eyes focused, as if there was only this spoon in the world. What can be done... Use your imagination, its shape in reality is constantly bending, more and more bent, more and more bent!
"It's not moving." Nancy's whisper deflated Qianye's anger instantly. Yes... He looked carefully and saw that the iron spoon still maintained the shape it had when he first got it into his hand. The spoon head was shining brightly, as if it was mocking him.
He suddenly felt a touch on his head. He looked up in confusion and saw Nazhi, who was floating taller than him using telekinesis and was reaching out to touch his head.
I was stunned for a moment, and felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu for a moment, "Nazhi, where did you learn this from?"
"Heizi said that if Qianye is unhappy, then do this."
No, has your relationship gotten this good?!
Qianye tried to recall how his Pokémon looked when they first received treatment. They were on edge with Nancy and the others, and it felt like they were going to fight again at any time. It should be said that if he hadn't stopped them, they would have already fought. How come it feels like only a few days have passed, but his Pokémon strategy progress is faster than his master's?
Looking up at the clock, it was less than an hour before dinner time. Qianye turned his head and asked Nazi, "It seems like it's almost time. What would you like to eat for dinner, Nazi?"
Since he had already made a plan to capture Nancy, he would naturally be responsible for her diet. Fortunately, in order to avoid being harmed by his mother's "divine hand" when he was young, he had learned some cooking skills. Although he could not reach the level of a famous chef, it was more than enough for Nancy, who was not very picky about food.
"Anything Qianye can do is fine."
"In that case, how about sweet and sour spareribs?"
"Hmm..." She threw the spoon back onto the wooden rack with telekinesis. With a flash of white light, Nancy used teleportation again to move the two of them to the kitchen.
The training room fell silent for a moment. No one saw that the spoon on the wooden stand that had just been used as a teaching aid suddenly trembled violently, and then exploded into pieces with a loud bang...
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At dinner time, the crystal glass chandelier casts a warm light. On the large square table covered with a red cloth, the plates are neatly arranged. The fragrance mixed with the hot air slowly drifts out of the window.
"Little Nazi, don't move while eating." He scooped a full spoonful of tomatoes from the plate, and bright red gel flowed on it, with a few pieces of egg flowers floating faintly.
Qianye blew a few puffs of white air and handed over the soup spoon to the little girl sitting in Nazi's arms opposite. She swallowed the soup with a slight movement of her throat, her little eyes suddenly lit up, and her little tongue stretched out to lick the little bit of sour and sweet left on the spoon. It seemed that little Nazi was quite satisfied with this dish.
It's strange to say, according to the puppet of Nazzi's mother, little Nazzi is equivalent to an illusory clone that stores Nazzi's humanity, but she can eat normally, and no one knows where the food she eats goes...
Superpowers, isn't that amazing!
Unlike the "family of three" sitting at the dining table, the Pokémons do not eat at the table. It's not that Qianye doesn't want to feed them, but compared to those on the table, the food is more suitable for Pokémon's taste.
Several iron plates were placed on the ground, with crystal clear cubes of various colors piled up on them. These were Poké cubes made from tree fruits. The different colors under the jelly-like appearance represented different flavors. They were specifically formulated according to the preferences of each Pokémon, and could basically meet the needs of Pokémon of all races.
These Pokémon Cubes are also Qianye's work, a skill he acquired while working at the Oak Research Institute. His level of Pokémon Cube making has been recognized by Professor Oak.
Ibrahimovic stretched out its two front paws and pulled a plate full of yellow cubes in front of itself. Compared to the senior Kuroko who was showing off with his whole head buried in the plate, she was obviously eating more ladylike, picking up the cubes one by one with her paws and putting them into her mouth to taste them carefully.
There was a sound of light footsteps, and the pink Sun Eevee walked to her side with graceful steps, bent down, and stretched out its cold tongue to comb the white fur of the Eevee that was like a scarf.
Perhaps because they belong to the same tribe and are of the same gender, they are the two that started to get closer the fastest. Sol Eevee seems to like this sister of the same tribe very much and even takes the initiative to teach her various useful moves.
Moreover, although this sister had no talent in attacking moves, she learned the auxiliary and changing moves that she was good at very quickly. Surprised, Sun Eevee taught her all the skills she had learned without reservation.
"Demon~Demon~" In the corner, the magic wall puppet picked up a few plates that looked as clean as if they had been washed and began an impromptu pantomime performance. The funny movements made Heizi laugh.
However, she forgot that she had just swallowed a large piece of Poké Cube into her throat, and she choked and groaned.
Seeing that stupid dog making such a fool of himself again, Kokodora turned his head away coldly, pretending not to know him, and chewed the red square and the iron plate into his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Qianye, who hadn't even touched his fork yet, had no choice but to get down from his chair, crouch down beside Heizi, and gently pat her back to help her swallow the food.
"Thank you very much for your help."
A serious and aloof voice, like that of a responsible housekeeper, sounded. Qianye was slightly startled, and when he looked up, he saw Alakazam, a Pokémon sitting alone in front of a green square plate.
Having already had this experience, Qianye immediately understood that Alakazam was communicating with him telepathically, and he whispered, "It's okay. I just made the Poké Cube casually anyway, so there's no need to put in too much effort."
"I'm not referring to the delicious food you made, but thank you for the changes you brought to the young lady..."
After Alakazam's reminder, Qianye reacted immediately and turned to look at Nancy's position. Holding little Nancy, the expressionless girl actually raised her lips slightly after seeing his interaction with Kuroko.
Although this arc only lasted for a brief moment, if it weren't for Alakazam, he might have just regarded it as an illusion at most.
"I hope you will continue to work hard in the future... If you need anything, I will do my best to help."