Chapter 31 A Treasure Problem
Heath sat on his bed, looking at Zoroark beside him, he was a little speechless. Although he knew that this little Loli was created by Zoroark using illusion, it was too real for Heath to fall asleep.
When Heath asked her to change back to her original form, Zoroa pretended not to hear him and even pretended to be asleep, which gave Heath a headache.
"Oh, Farfetch'd, thank you for your help." Heath sighed, then touched Farfetch'd's head. Compared with Zorua, Farfetch'd is simply the best Pokémon in the world. It is obedient and considerate, and it saves trouble for himself.
Onion Duck patted his chest, then picked up his own onion, intending to knock Zoroark out with his onion, and then drag him off the bed. But before Onion Duck could swing the onion, Zoroark jumped off the bed, looking at Heath with resentment and disbelief.
"It's so strange. Such a cute little girl is lying on your bed, and you actually want to knock me out." Zoroya returned to his original form, looked around, jumped onto Heath's desk, and glared at Heath.
Heath rolled his eyes. He didn't want to think about the legal issues of the outlaw Zhang San every day, such as the starting sentence of three years and the maximum death penalty, or how many years he would be sentenced if he had a relationship with a fox. These were questions worth thinking about.
"Go to bed early. You have to get up and open the stall tomorrow." Heath yawned, then climbed onto his bed and turned off the lights.
"Hey! Wait! What do you mean by getting up early to start a stall? Aren't you a trainer? Shouldn't you take me to a high-end restaurant for dinner and take me on a trip?" Zoroark sat up abruptly and asked in disbelief.
Heath covered his head with the quilt and suddenly felt a little regretful. How cute was the Farfetch'd Duck that couldn't speak human language and had no telepathy. At least he wouldn't hear the Farfetch'd Duck complaining.
"Huh? You mean, this person gets up very early every day and sells breakfast?" Just when Heath had a headache, he heard Zoroark's voice. Heath stuck his head out and took a look in confusion. Farfetch'd was sitting on a chair and chatting with Zoroark.
"You actually still want to be a chef? Trainers cook every day and you don't look like a trainer at all?" "Onion!" Hearing the voice of Farfetch'd, coupled with the telepathic voice in his head, Heath covered his ears in despair.
He regretted it so much at this moment. If he had known, he would not have brought Soraya back. This little guy was too talkative.
When Heath got up the next day, he rarely felt like staying in bed. After all, he slept very late last night. Normally, Heath went to bed at 10:30 in the evening, but yesterday, because Farfetch'd and Zoroark were chatting enthusiastically, Heath's sleep time was infinitely extended. In the end, Heath waited until after 1:00 in the morning before falling asleep.
"You two guys..." Heath yawned, looking at Zoroark who was sleeping soundly in the closet, and Farfetch'd who was sleeping on the closet door beside him. He felt that he was extremely angry at this moment.
"Get up quickly!" Heath shouted at the top of his voice.
Farfetch'd was startled and almost fell to the ground while holding the onion. Zoroark instantly got angry, then transformed into the appearance of the Grim Reaper's Coffin and looked at Heath with a ferocious face.
"Get up, wash up, and then open the stall." Heath punched Zoroark and Farfetch'd on the head with an expressionless face, then put on his clothes and walked out.
"Does he wake us up like this every morning?" Soraya rubbed her head. She felt her head hurt. This guy was too strong.
"Onion..." Farfetch'd rubbed his eyes tiredly, then followed Heath's pace.
In the past, Heath had never thought about whether the Pokémon in the Pokémon world would go to the toilet, have urgent needs, or what the Pokémon’s daily life was like, but now Heath knew.
Heath didn't know what the other Pokémon looked like, but Heath had always required Farfetch'd to be made according to human requirements, and now he had to add a Zoroark.
Heath took out a new toothbrush from Sister Feng's cabinet, then secretly glanced at Junshafeng's door. It was quiet without any movement. Heath breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he would accidentally wake up Sister Feng. Sister Feng who was in a bad mood when she woke up was very scary. Fortunately, the room had good sound insulation.
Then Heath walked out with the toothbrush and toothpaste and handed them to Zoroark who was looking around curiously.
"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and then go to the bathroom if you want." After Heath handed over the toothpaste and toothbrush, he took out his own toothbrush and toothpaste and started brushing his teeth.
The Farfetch'd beside him was also brushing his teeth seriously with a toothbrush and toothpaste. Only Zoroark was looking at Heath and Farfetch'd with a puzzled look on her face. She had never heard that becoming a trainer's partner would have such an experience.
However, seeing Farfetch'd's serious look, Zoroark also curiously picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste and started brushing his teeth for the first time in his Pokémon career.
Heath glanced at Zoroark , who had transformed into a little girl, brushing her teeth seriously with a toothbrush and toothpaste. She looked quite cute. Heath smiled and ignored her.
After finishing washing up every morning, Heath put away his toothbrush and toothpaste, and then began to organize his stroller. Farfetch'd went to the toilet, and Zoroark also ran to the toilet under the pretext of taking a look.
Yes, Pokémon still need to go to the toilet. After all, Pokémon are also living creatures and they eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Heath was not too surprised. When he was first brought home by Jun Shafeng, he was curious about why Growlithe would poop. As a result, he received a sigh from Jun Shafeng and a look of caring for the mentally retarded Growlithe.
After Farfetch'd and Zorua had tidied their personal hygiene, Heath packed up the cart and took Farfetch'd and Zorua to start his daily stall life.
"Fat Onion Ducky can be put into the Poké Ball, but what about you?" Heath glanced at Zoroark, who had now turned into a little girl and was following Heath closely.
"Hmph, I don't want to go into the Poké Ball." Zoroark snorted, then turned his head away, pouting with a sullen expression on his face.
Heath touched his face. He didn't expect that the little guy Zoroark looked a little bit arrogant?
