Chapter 077:Memory Loss

How could one describe Natsume's current state of mind?

It was like the first snow had just cleared, with warm sake in the house, and as he opened the door, the pure moonlight cascaded right before his eyes.

A small joy, yet indescribable, so he could only shake his head.

Natsume sighed, "If you can't get up early tomorrow, don't blame me for not warning you!"

Cynthia smiled gently, "Don't worry, I'll sleep after I beat this level!"

Natsume lay on the sofa, staring at Cynthia's profile for a while, then got up and said:

"I'll go tidy up the room for you."

"I can sleep on the sofa."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Cynthia was slightly taken aback as Natsume came out of the room holding a pillow.

Natsume rented a small three-bedroom apartment, and giving up the bedroom naturally meant he had to sleep on the sofa.

"The sheets have been changed, and the duvet cover and pillow are from another set, freshly washed."

Natsume pulled out a calculator from somewhere.

"Although the environment is a bit simple, charging as a family inn should be no problem..."

Cynthia nodded unconsciously.

So it's charged... that makes sense.

Originally, staying overnight here made Cynthia a bit conflicted, but "Plants vs. Zombies" was just too fun...

Hearing about the charge, Cynthia actually felt relieved.

Taking advantage of the game's settlement screen, Cynthia tucked her golden hair behind her ear and leaned over to Natsume: "What are you calculating?"

"The bill."

"Give me a piece of paper, I'll help you calculate."

"Huh?" This time it was Natsume-sensei's turn to be surprised, handing the paper and pen to Cynthia, who muttered as she wrote.

"Pokéblock 50,000 Pokémon Coins, accommodation fee 3,000 Pokémon Coins, food expenses 2,000 Pokémon Coins..."

In a short moment, the expenses on the bill had reached an astonishing figure!

Natsume's eyelid twitched.

I thought, I didn't spend that much money, did I?

Accommodation fee 3,000? Do you think this is a star-rated hotel?

A bowl of Soba noodles actually costs 1,000? Oh... that seems to be the right price.

Having money doesn't mean you should waste it like this!

Noticing Natsume's look, Cynthia turned her face, raised her eyebrows: "Too little?"

Natsume was stunned for a while: "About... that's the price."

"The quality of this Pokéblock... I'm not very familiar with the price, I'll make it up to you when I get back." Cynthia frowned.

Natsume was already in tears.

Is this really a Wealthy Patron? This is an angel!

...

The night was deep.

The bathroom light was on, with the sound of dripping water.

Lucario's eyes were half-closed, but his aura was always locked onto Natsume.

Natsume sneered coldly.

Thinking that not letting me see can stump Natsume-sensei?

Just listening to the sound of bathing is enough to eat three bowls of rice!

Of course, this is just talk, actually doing it might get me killed by Lucario on the spot.

Sleepiness hit, Natsume yawned.

In his drowsiness, a slightly scared Eevee jumped into Natsume's arms.

Rubbing Eevee's little head, Natsume hugged Eevee, leaned on the sofa, and gradually fell asleep.

The night passed without words.

At dawn, Natsume was awakened by a phone call.

He didn't dare to have any morning temper, because the call was from Red Big shot.

"Natsume-sensei, are you going to the Master League in Tokyo?"

Natsume said drowsily, "Yes, I even got a few free tickets."

Red laughed, "I introduced you to Mr. Lance, and he's very interested in you."

"If possible, let him consult with you first!"

"Consult? You consult me..."

Before he could finish, Natsume was instantly alert, all sleepiness gone.

What the hell?

From the sound of it, does that mean—

Lance wants to battle me?!

I haven't even left the beginner village, and I'm already up against the Elite Four?

This is way too exciting!

Natsume swallowed, "Well, Red Big shot, I'm not a Trainer..."

"I know!"

Red laughed heartily, "Breeders can be strong too, Blue Oak and Mr. Lance are old opponents."

"I..." Natsume had something he didn't know if he should say.

"Then it's settled!"

Red muttered as he hung up the phone, "So looking forward to it... I wonder what strategy Natsume-sensei will use against Mr. Lance."

Putting down the phone, Natsume looked bewildered.

Suddenly, I don't want to go watch the match, what should I do?

What if I really have a friendly match with Lance, Haunter might just die on the spot?

Ten Haunters wouldn't be enough for one Red Gyarados to eat!

Just as Natsume was in a daze, the bedroom door opened.

In loose pink pajamas, Cynthia stepped out in bunny slippers, her messy golden hair, and let out a long yawn.

Suddenly, as if realizing something.

A rare blush crept onto Cynthia's cheeks.

With a 'thud', the bedroom door closed again.

Natsume: ...

Did I just see something incredible?

Suddenly, a beam of red light flew out of the Poké Ball.

Lucario automatically came out of the ball, a precise hand chop landed on Natsume's neck.

Natsume's vision went black.

When he woke up again, he was already in the Pokémon Center... oh no, on his own sofa.

"An unfamiliar ceiling..." Natsume groaned.

"You're awake?"

Cynthia had already changed into her usual black coat, her smooth golden hair cascading over her shoulders, elegantly sipping black tea.

"I took the tea bag from the cupboard, would you like some?"

"Oh... no thanks." Natsume looked up at the sky.

What was I going to say just now?

Something about a friendly match with Lance?

Natsume scratched his head, "Did I forget something..."

With aura, a brief memory loss is possible.

The well-meaning Lucario, holding a cup of black tea, quietly sighed.

...

Even though she stayed up until two, Cynthia's current condition was quite full, a heart-stopping smile on her lips.

"Natsume-sensei, are you going to watch the match later?" Cynthia asked.

Natsume thought about the possible battle invitation from Lance, his face changed slightly, but this was Cynthia's match after all...

Natsume gritted his teeth, "I'll go!"

He doesn't know me, with so many people watching, can Lance really pick me out?

At worst, I'll slip away after the match, Natsume thought to himself.

Want to bully a newbie? Not a chance!

"Then come with me later." Cynthia nodded.

"I have a special invitation seat, you can get a more direct view."

This kind of Master-level battle, watching a video and experiencing it live are completely different.

Although Natsume doesn't plan to be a Trainer, just like watching an NBA game, the mentality of joining in the excitement is still there.

Moreover, this is a VIP seat, even the bloodstains might be clearly visible,

The brutal battle might make the two little ones think twice and give up the idea of training!

Natsume nodded, "Invitation or not, mainly want to sit in the family seat."

Cynthia's eyebrows swept.

"Relatives... relatives' seat."

"Let's go."

Cynthia smiled gently, tucked the Poké Ball into the holster at her waist, her eyes gradually sharpened.

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