You won't blame me?
"Easy for you to say!"
"If you don't blame me, what was all that grilling about?"
Chen Shi set Victini on his shoulder, folded his arms, and raised an eyebrow. "What? The hard approach didn't work, so now you're trying the soft one?"
"I've told you plenty of times. I researched all this myself. I didn't know it beforehand. What exactly do you want me to admit?"
"If you've got time to sit here talking crap with me, you might as well go have a kid with your husband."
Crack!
A sharp sound suddenly shattered the courtyard's stillness. Cogita opened her hand expressionlessly, and the mangled remains of the Pokédex fell to the ground.
"Sorry, I accidentally broke it. I didn't scare you, did I?"
"It's fine. You didn't hurt your hand, did you? Should we call your husband over to bandage it?"
While feigning concern, Chen Shi once again made a point of emphasizing that she was married.
"Do you think you're funny?" Cogita drew a deep breath and forced the words through gritted teeth.
How many years had it been?
How many years had passed since anyone dared talk back to her face like this?
Was he seriously going to keep harping on her damn marriage?
At the same time, Cogita was starting to regret it a little. What had possessed her back then to insist on creating a Human Avatar like this?
Chen Shi looked calm, but inside, he was scared out of his mind.
He was saying all this deliberately to keep Cogita from questioning him further.
So far, it seemed to be working. Sure enough, Cogita hadn't continued with her earlier questions.
It just seemed a little dangerous.
He wondered whether she'd at least leave his corpse intact.
"..."
The courtyard