Chapter 210 Dreams
Not every customer would come to eat at the designated time. There would always be some customers who would choose to eat when some restaurants were about to close, just like the last minute of a game. Heath was very calm about this matter, so he did not have any emotional fluctuations.
However, in order to avoid having his hair pulled out into a bald shape by Zoroya, Heath still silently hugged Zoroya down. A man's hairline is very important. After all, there was a saying in his previous life that a bald head is the only standard for testing a handsome man. Heath felt that this sentence was still very reasonable.
"Ms. Musashi, what is your favorite food?" Heath looked at Musashi curiously with his chin lifted up. Musashi's favorite flavors were quite special, and she had almost no flavors she hated. Heath thought that it was quite good that Musashi was not picky about food.
"Me? I like to eat... hot, delicious food that can fill my stomach. I hate eating cold food that doesn't fill my stomach." Musashi was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of reminiscence, and then gave an answer.
Heath touched his chin thoughtfully. So that's it. Heath was thinking about what Musashi liked to eat, but what Musashi liked to eat was quite simple, although what Heath made now also suited Musashi's taste.
Musashi looked at Heath with a smile, and when he saw that Heath did not continue to ask questions, he lowered his head and continued to eat. However, what Heath had just said made Musashi's eyes a little dim.
After eating , Musashi paid and left. After leaving, Musashi did not immediately go to carry out his mission, but wandered aimlessly on the street. Although Boss Sakaki had assigned the mission, it was up to Musashi to decide when to execute the mission. Sakaki did not ask about the process, but only looked at the results.
As she was strolling around, Musashi came to the door of a bookstore. She didn't know why she walked in, but since she was already there, Musashi naturally didn't mind strolling around the place.
"Pokemon..." Musashi looked at the bookshelf in front of him. On it were books such as "Pokemon Medical Basics" and "Pokemon Medical Professional Qualification Certificate Exam Questions and Detailed Explanations". Musashi looked at the books in front of him, reached out and touched them, with a complicated expression.
Musashi recalled her past. At that time, Musashi was a girl studying at the Pokémon Medical School. Her dream was to become a Pokémon medical nurse, like those respected Miss Joy. At that time, Musashi also met her friend, a Chansey.
However, compared with the abnormal talents of the Joy family, Musashi does not have much such talent. Every time he treats Pokémon, he cannot do it well, and he will fall asleep while Chansey is singing to comfort the injured Pokémon.
Therefore, the dream of Pokémon medical care was also shattered.
"Oh, it really reminded me of some unhappy past events." Musashi stretched and accidentally dropped a book. She squatted down in a hurry and prepared to pick up the book. Then Musashi found another hand appeared on the book.
White, tender, clean hands, slender hands, Musashi's heart instantly beat wildly, could this be the fateful link in those romantic comedy novels? He also met his true love, and then they both raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other, and Musashi could smile shyly.
Because of the common topic, the two quickly became strangers who could talk. Then, in the constant acquaintance and communication, the two young people became closer and closer. Finally, on a sunny morning, under a blossoming tree, Musashi, wearing a white long dress, was shyly confessed to by her true love...
Thinking of this, Musashi became even more excited. She took a deep breath, then slowly raised her head and looked forward. Then she was stunned, because opposite her was a girl with an apology written all over her face. She was very cute, even cuter than Musashi.
"I'm so sorry, I accidentally bumped into you just now." The girl smiled apologetically, but she seemed to hear the sound of glass falling and breaking. Musashi smiled awkwardly, then stood up with a red face. Why didn't she think that this hand might also be a girl's hand?
"Do you want to be... a Pokémon healer?" The girl looked at the book Musashi was holding with a strange expression on her face, and then asked.
"Well... no, that was just a dream in the past." Musashi nodded first, then shook his head.
“As for dreams, as long as you don’t give up, there will always be a day when you get closer to them. But you must never give up because of something like this!” The girl waved her fist vigorously, looking very motivated.
"Hello, my name is Saya! I know a little about Pokémon medical care. Would you like to have a discussion?" Saya smiled and stretched out her hand.
Musashi stared blankly at Saya in front of him. This girl... was too enthusiastic. But listening to Saya's words, Musashi also thought of himself who used to have twin ponytails, and the dream he gave up because he was expelled, and the young self who had to eat snow sushi because there was nothing to eat on the mountain in a snowstorm.
"Well... my name is Musashi, and I'm a trainer!" Musashi stretched out his hand, and the two girls shook hands. The gentle sunlight shone through the glass of the library, shining on the two girls, bringing a layer of warm light.
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"Is this the Rotom electronics store?" Heath looked at the electronics store in front of him, a little surprised.
The electrical appliance store in front of him was decorated in a very stylish way, with a sci-fi feel. It was packed with people. Heath even saw that people had to , which showed how good the business was.
"PS5!" Zoroa excitedly lay on Heath's head, looking at a customer who was leaving the electronics store carrying the fifth princess with a fanatical look on his face.
Heath picked up Zoroark helplessly, and then looked at the black hairs on Zoroark's claws with a dark face. He must not let Zoroark get too excited in the future, otherwise Heath felt that he could get the title of [Extremely Smart] at such a young age.
"If you want, come and line up. We still have to line up to get in." Heath grabbed Soria's neck unhappily and led him to the end of the line. There were still more than a dozen people waiting in front of him. Heath felt like he had returned to his previous life.
After all, there are a lot of Chinese people, and they even queue up at special times. For example, when eggs are on sale and meat is half price in the supermarket next door, Heath often competes with all kinds of uncles and aunts for those cheap eggs and meat.
"I miss it quite a bit..." Heath shook his head.
