Pokémon Evolution

The waves on the sea were undulating, and lightning flashed from time to time in the sky, followed by rumbles of thunder.

Kirito walked ashore with difficulty, retracting his Poké Ball, his arms and legs were still shaking slightly.His face was pale, but his eyes were shining.

"Little bird! Where are you?"

"Little bird!"

From the depths of the island, a white fire-breathing dragon soared into the sky, passing several kilometers of trees and flying in front of Kirito in an instant. Even though the flames on its tail were replaced by diamond-shaped crystals, Xiaohuo still didn't like getting wet by the rain. Seeing Kirito circle around him twice to see that he was not injured, he leaned over and licked Kirito's cheek.

"Okay, okay! Take me to the bird!" Kirito petted Charizard's head lovingly and climbed onto Charizard's back.

Charizard's warm back gave Kirito, whose hands and feet were cold, a hint of warmth.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and Charizard slowly landed next to a tree hole and slowly put Kirito down.Kirito patted Charizard and followed him into the tree hole.

There was no bonfire, no light, and the little bird was alone in the dark, shivering with cold.

"Are you back?" Xiaoniao's lips trembled slightly and she curled up there. From her tone, it seemed as if something had fallen to the ground.

"Ah! I'm back! I told you I would definitely come, didn't I?" Kirito walked up to the bird with a smile, squatted down and tried not to tremble, pinched the bird's cheeks with both hands and asked, "What are you doing? Is this? It’s so cold that you don’t even have firewood to burn, you want to freeze me to death?”

Xiaoniao shed tears and said in a trembling voice: "Why is it so slow? The branches outside are wet, how can we make a fire?"

In order to maintain his current handsome look, Kirito suddenly threw his head upwards, twitched his nose hard, and pulled back the little rhinoceros that was about to flow out of his nostrils. He turned away and blinked at the fire-breathing dragon behind him. : "Isn't there a big mobile heater here? Is your little brain broken by the cold?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little nose dragon once again wanted the tiger to come down the mountain and the snake to come out of the cave.Kirito dug his index finger into his nostril, pulled out the troublesome little nose dragon head, and secretly threw it outside.The still sticky fingers rubbed the sleeves without leaving any trace.

"Xiao Huo! Come here!"

The white Charizard walked heavily to Kirito and Kotori, surrounded them, and slowly lay down.

Kirito brushed his hands through his wet hair and said: "There is a change of dry clothes in the backpack, so hurry up and change. I will stand guard at the door. Call me when you are done."

Soon there was a rustling sound behind Kirito, and Xiaoniao blushed and said, "Stop standing there, I've finished changing my clothes. You should change your clothes too!"

Kirito's ears twitched slightly, and he looked back with a smile to see Kotori wiping her fiery red hair with a towel.

Kirito took out the clothes from his backpack and said to the bird: "You, you...turn your head!"

Before the little bird could react, Kirito took off his shirt and threw it onto one of the Charizard's wings, swoosh!Then he took off his pants and underwear, exposing his buttocks facing the little bird, and hurriedly put on dry spare clothes.

"Ah! Kirito! You..." Xiaotiao covered her face with her hands, and looked at Kirito's muscle outlines that ordinary ten-year-old children did not have through her fingers, and red nosebleeds flowed down.

Kirito really cared about his head rather than his hips. The more anxious he was, the more he couldn't put on his pants properly. He lifted one leg like a tumbler and it took him a long time to put on the pants crookedly.

Kirito put on his clothes, his red ears looking more sinister against his pale cheeks.No matter how adult you are at heart, this is the first time you change clothes in front of a little girl, right?

Kirito walked up to the little bird and said with a smile to relieve the embarrassment: "Hey! Come on, squeeze in."

"Hey! Little Bird, why is your nose bleeding? Are you injured?" Kirito casually wiped away the blood from Little Bird's nostrils with his thumb.

Xiaoniao thought Kirito was joking, and when he saw the red color on Kirito's thumb, he blinked his eyes and explained in fear: "What injury did you get? You were the one who got hurt! I'm not... waiting for you to get angry. What?!"

The little bird speaks righteously, but in his heart he is a little empty.

Stinky Kirito!You can see everything in such dim light!

The little bird leaned on Kirito's shoulder, and the two of them snuggled up and fell asleep next to Charizard.

I don't know how long it took, but Kirito probably fell into the sea and caught a cold, and was woken up by the urge to urinate.

The little bird leaned on Kirito and panted heavily, his cheeks flushed, his eyelids trembling slightly, and his teeth chattering.

Kirito's expression changed slightly, and he put his hand on the bird's head, "His! It's so hot~! I have a fever!"

Kirito felt a little at a loss, so he gently placed the bird next to Charizard, and got up to urinate first.

Kirito shivered, lifted up his pants, ran into the tree hole and touched the bird's head again. It was indeed hot.

"What should I do?" Kirito thought for a while, put some antipyretic medicine in his backpack, gave her the medicine and then physically cooled her down.

Kirito quickly took out the kettle, gently opened the beak, put the antipyretic medicine into her mouth, placed the mouth of the kettle between her lips and teeth, and said softly: "Come! You have a fever, take the medicine!"

Kirito soaked the towel with hot water that Charizard quickly boiled, twisted it, and gently wiped the inside of Kotori's wrists, armpits, and back, over and over again.

Kirito muttered to himself as if he was self-deprecating: "Little bird! How would you know this if you met an ordinary little boy? Thanks to you meeting me, you can be saved, otherwise you would have burned yourself out."

The little bird suddenly looked painful, frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Mom...it's so cold."

Kirito felt pity in his heart. The poor girl didn't know what she went through when she was alone.

He touched the bird's forehead again, stretched his body against the fire-breathing dragon, and looked outside the tree hole in a daze.