Cursed Witch and Cursed Pokémon

Under normal circumstances, Chanyuan Jiner would spend his days off at the racecourse. When he had no money, he would spend his days off working on tasks.

But, no matter what, on the morning of the rest day, Chanyuan Shi'er would never be awakened by the weight of a little girl sitting on his quilt.

"..."

Jin'er in the monastery stared at the little girl holding the cat.

In the silence, Naxi was the first to speak: "Good morning, Shi'er, I'm hungry."

Chanyuan Zhen'er said indifferently, and Tu Liang quickly lifted the air-conditioning quilt, revealing half of his chest in loose pajamas, "When you are hungry, you look for food. Do you still want me to cook?"

Naxi moved to the bedside and looked at him expectantly: "I want to have breakfast with Shi'er."

Red shrugged her nose calmly. In fact, it was because there was no food at all in the villa, and we couldn't order takeout, so we went to Zen Yuan Shi'er to have breakfast without paying.

"Shi'er, get up quickly!" Naxi knelt on the carpet and lay on the bed looking at him.

Chanyuan Shi'er let out a sigh of relief and stretched out an arm, "You go out first, I will take you out later."

"Yeah!" Naxi ran out of the guardian's room and closed the door considerately.

Zenyuan Shi'er, now 18 years old, never thought that he would start raising children so early. When he passed by Niulang Street a week ago, he was still considering whether to enter the industry.

Zenyuan Shi'er, who looked gloomy and uncertain, thought for a while in bed, got up, washed and changed clothes, and took the little witch with him to find a restaurant.

After walking three thousand meters, Xingping Restaurant appeared in sight.

Naxi took a few more glances into the store: "Oh, I finally know how far apart the DLC is from the main game. Hey, there's no such red-haired boy."

Red: "It's eight o'clock on Saturday morning."

Seeing Naxi take a look at this restaurant, Chanyuan Shi'er took a long step and turned into the store, "Then let's go to this one."

The person who served the food was a middle-aged man who looked like a father and son to the boy Naxi and the others met during the main storyline of the game. He should be the store manager himself.

Yukihira Joichiro saw the cute brown-haired little girl and Zenin Jinji who brought her to have breakfast. Thinking of his strong figure and fierce handsome face, when he was entertaining them, he said: "You guys are just... Are you the father and daughter who have moved here? Recently, many people have moved here, so you can see new faces in the store every now and then."

"They are not father and daughter, they are just temporary guardians." Chanyuan Jin'er twitched the corner of his mouth.

He is only 18 years old, let’s count the little witch as 8 years old. No matter how you think about it, you never thought that he could have a daughter as old as her!

Moreover, Zenyuan Jian'er could not imagine herself getting married and having children. It was absolutely impossible to happen.

"Oh..." Yukihira Joichiro heard Zenyuan Jin's denial and felt that it was very reasonable. He doesn't even have such a cute daughter, why should this strong man with a fierce look have her?

Speaking of which, that brat got up quite late today. Did he secretly stay up late to work on the recipe last night?

"Dad! Let's have a cooking battle!"

You really can't talk about it casually at all. Yukihira Joichiro heard his son's yelling with a headache. He slapped the little cannonball on the head and said casually, "You kid, first distinguish the tomatoes from the tomatoes." !”

On the side, Nai Xi, who heard this, thought about it seriously three times, and asked the Zen Yuan Shen'er who was sitting opposite him in surprise, "Shen'er, aren't tomatoes and tomatoes one purple and one red? You can't tell them apart. ?”

Zenyuan Shier: "..."

Is it because there were purple tomatoes where the little witch lived, or is she just an idiot?

"Tomatoes and tomatoes are the same vegetable!" The boy Soma Kohei corrected her, "All kindergarten children know this common sense."

The little witch looked surprised, "So that's it."

Hong does know a lot of common sense about this world. When she played games set in similar different worlds in the past, most of the common sense about those worlds was actually introduced.

Yukihira Joichiro looked at the little girl who didn't look fake and was silent for a long time.

"I am Souma Yukihira, the son of the owner of Yukihira Restaurant. How about you?" Soma Yukihira sat down next to Naxi in a familiar manner.

Yukihira Joichiro glanced at his son and saw that no one came to the restaurant for breakfast, so he greeted the guests and returned to the kitchen.

There is actually no common topic between the two children. Naxi has just come to this world and knows nothing about it, and basically what she knows cannot be discussed with Yukihira Soma.

For example, she couldn't talk to Soma Yukihira about the ghost stone she was playing in his shadow.

Naxi's eyes fell on the shadow of Yukihira Soma on the ground. Yukihira Soma noticed that her eyes seemed to be looking at something, but it was not that shadow.

It was as if those light brown eyes could see something mysterious.

The still young Yukihira Soma was keenly aware that this cute and beautiful little girl was not from the same world as the ordinary him he is now.

"The boss's cooking skills are really good!" Naxi praised. During the main line of the game, the meals she ate were more delicious than the ones she eats now. Obviously the boss's cooking skills have become better after many years.

Yukihira Souma said proudly: "Of course. I have never eaten a meal better than daddy!"

Hong ate the fish soup from the bowl and thought to himself, I have eaten better food than your father, but in terms of the taste of meals made with ordinary ingredients, he is indeed the best among chefs.

"Naki, you've been looking there, is there something there?" Xingping Soma asked curiously.

"There is a very cute little guy. He seems to like your shadow very much." Naxi said with a smile.

Behind Soma Yukihira, the nearly two-meter-tall ghost stone was getting carried away playing with the shadow on the ground.

Zenyuan Jin'er, who could see the curse, looked at the "very cute little guy" with strange eyes. Compared with Ghost Stone, this spiky-headed boy could be called cute.

"Really..." After seeing the subtle expression of the adult opposite, Xingping Soma was not sure whether what Naxi said was the truth.

Chanyuan Jin'er had already finished eating and was fiddling with his cell phone boredly.

A few minutes later, Naxi finished her meal and wiped her mouth with a tissue. Seeing Yukihira Soma's thoughtful expression, she smiled, which was both cute and cunning. You will definitely be able to see a different world as the chef of the god of food.”

"Is there such a chef?" This was the first time Xing Ping Soma heard about it.

Naxi said matter-of-factly: "Of course."

The Zen Academy deeply suspected that she was lying.

"Then I want to be that kind of chef!" Xing Ping Soma immediately set a new goal.

"Yeah, come on, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Nai Xi waved her hand, followed by the little black cat at her feet, and left the restaurant with Zen Yuan Shi'er.

Chanyuan Shi'er clearly saw that after walking out of the restaurant, the little girl with her hair tied in an anti-gravity circle smiled happily, as if she had successfully played a prank.

"Is there really such a chef?" Chanyuan Shi'er couldn't help but ask her.

Naxi looked up at him, "I've said it, of course, but I've only seen him in my hometown."

"You really dare to say that!" Chanyuan was speechless. "Forget it, what do you want to do now? If you have nothing to do, just go home."

"Shi'er actually took the initiative to take me to play?" Naxi looked at him suspiciously, her eyes full of distrust.

"I didn't say I would take you to play! Tsk... It's only natural to use money to do things." Chanyuan said nonchalantly, and then urged impatiently, "Hurry up and decide."

Naxi said quickly: "Take me to the mall to buy clothes! Anywhere is fine."

Chanyuan Shen'er readily agreed and took a taxi with one person and one cat to a large shopping mall that houses major luxury brands. Although he had no research on children's clothing, he believed that the vision of luxury brand shopping guides would never disappoint the little witch.

As soon as they entered the mall, the formation changed into Naxi with shining eyes leading one person and one cat.

Chanyuan Shi'er discovered that every time Nai Xi came out of the locker room and asked if she looked good, the little black cat would always speak at the same time as him.

Bored Zenyuan Shiner began to stare at the little black cat with red eyes, and he said to the cat: "If it understands human speech, just meow."

Red was startled at first, thinking he had seen through the poor disguise of the Game Witch, and then realized that it was the meow translated by the panel that attracted the attention of the bored man.

When people are free, they can come up with any kind of ideas.

There was a look of disgust in the little black cat's eyes. The ears that were barely exposed in the long hair lay down and it turned its head away with its paws in its hands.

Chanyuan Jiner said: "...Tsk."

He felt that the cat was much more irritating than the little witch. Maybe it was because if the little witch made the same move, he could beat her, but if a cat made that move, he couldn't beat a cat as big as a slap.

Under the enthusiastic recommendation of the blushing shopping guide Miss You Ji, Nai Xi changed into seven or eight sets of seasonal clothes. She basically tried on all the good-looking clothes sold by this brand in this store.

Every time she changes clothes, the shopping guide Ms. Youji will ask Nai Xi to do some moves, and she and her colleagues will scream and praise in a low voice while taking pictures.

The little witch is happy to show off her beauty and cuteness, even though she is a little kid now.

On the soft sofa for the waiting guests to rest, Chanyuan Jiner was browsing the most commonly used forums in the magic world on his mobile phone, trying to see if there were any orders he could take or any magic tools worth buying.

As for the high reward received from the Salvia Research Institute for taking care of the little witch this time?

It won't take long for it to be spent.

While browsing the forum, I saw a very bold anonymous post. The poster of the post made fierce remarks about the potential young master of the Chanyuan family, and bluntly said that he was not half as vicious as the nine-year-old child.

When Zenyuan Naoya first saw the very concise and unclear pronoun, he thought that the young master-to-be had been replaced. However, after reading most of the posts, he frowned and pieced together the full name of the vicious child, and found that it was still Zenyuan Naoya.

He stared at the phone screen and thought for a long time.

That's right, among the people in this generation of Zenyuan families who can be expected to be young masters, there is no one who can be called more vicious than that kid from Zenyuan Naoya.

He was careless for a moment.

After reflecting on himself, Chanyuan Shier reported this post.