"I'm sorry I'm not much of a woman, so please take good care of me for the rest of my life."
Dian stared at Shaluo, who was sitting properly before him, and the corner of his mouth twitched. This was completely different from what he had expected. What the hell was she plotting?
He grew wary and ultimately decided to respond to change with constancy. "Shaluo? Xiao Meier must have taught you this, right? Where is she? I'll go educate her myself."
As he spoke, Dian directly handed over the Poké Ball in his hand. "Please treat this Zorua first." Without waiting for her reply, and pretending not to notice her gorgeous, flushed expression, he thought, What a joke. He was already living every day with the utmost care, afraid that he might be erased from existence one day. If he added another one to the mix, wouldn't that be the end of him...? Even courting death had its limits.
Shaluo bit her lip and twined the golden hair beside her ear around her fingers, looking shy and utterly endearing... If Brock saw her like this, he might immediately suffer a cerebral hemorrhage and throw caution to the wind.
She glanced at the Poké Ball in her hand, analyzing the scene from moments ago and the other party's evasive attitude. Could he be a lolicon? Or does he like men? Or perhaps nonhumans?
Her attitude had been so obvious, yet he had completely ignored it.
Shaluo released the Zorua. She quickly determined its symptoms, went to the side room, brought out one Spicy Cherry, one Astringent Chestnut, and five Sweet Peaches, ground them together into medicinal juice, and poured it directly into Zorua Luoya's mouth.
She had great confidence in her medical skills. She was absolutely no worse than Nurse