[Gatomon]'s attack was so sudden that Dark didn't react at all.
No, it wasn't just Dark.
The [Magic Guide Spirits] in the entire dormitory didn't react either!
Everyone had tacitly agreed to pretend to sleep, so on what basis did you suddenly jump out?
"Mi!"
[Sylveon], who was also lying prone under the covers of the large bed, was the first to react.
Its left ear and the ribbon feelers on its neck instantly flared up in anger, propping up the entire quilt.
[Little Eevee], who was also curled up into a ball inside, couldn't help but stand up as well.
The [Magic Guide Spirits] on the small beds forgot to hide one by one, pitching their blankets higher than the last.
But after Dark's face was hugged by [Gatomon], he merely leaned back and steadied his body.
[Gatomon]'s strength wasn't as great as imagined; its body was also soft and very light.
Dark reached out to support it under its armpits and peeled it off his face, only then discovering that its condition was somewhat abnormal.
[Gatomon] is the incarnation of [Pride]; theoretically, it is very difficult for it to do such abrupt things—if it were [Sylveon], it wouldn't be strange at all.
But [Gatomon] had indeed done so.
That meant it must be in some state of chaotic consciousness at this moment.
Dark observed carefully and quickly found that its gaze was drifting, two blushes floated on its cheeks, there were slight wet marks on its nose, and there was a trace of chocolate residue near the corner of its mouth.
Being held up by its armpits, [Gatomon] meowed, waving its limbs softly, actually showing a bit of charming naivety!
Dark sat it on his lap, then reached out to wipe the trace of chocolate residue from the corner of its mouth, placing it before his nose to sniff.
Then he extended his tongue and licked it.
Immediately, a hint of alcohol taste entered his senses.
Dark suddenly realized.
The liqueur chocolate he had taken a bite of earlier had actually been stolen and eaten by [Gatomon]!
But can [Magic Guide Spirits] get drunk too?
Moreover, although the alcohol content in that liqueur chocolate was high, there was only that tiny amount; could it make a four-star [Magic Guide Spirit] drunk like this?
Dark couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Could [Gatomon] be the type with such a shallow capacity for alcohol that it gets drunk on one touch?
It was possible.
After all, people's constitutions cannot be generalized; there are those who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and naturally, there are those who get drunk upon touching alcohol.
[Gatomon] was perhaps the latter!
However, a drunk [Gatomon] was unexpectedly cute!
Accustomed to the [Gatomon] that always wore an expression of [Pride], this [Gatomon], which had become charmingly naive due to drunkenness, instead gave Dark a sense of novelty.
He curiously pinched [Gatomon]'s cheek and found that not only did it not resist in the slightest, it even rubbed its face against his fingers!
"Woo~?"
Dark couldn't help but make a sound.
Too well-behaved!
The drunk [Gatomon] seemed to have completely transformed from the incarnation of [Pride] into the incarnation of [Lust]; both cat eyes were filled with an intoxication so thick it couldn't dissolve.
"If I take it to the bed now, would it count as 'picking up a corpse'?"
A strange thought suddenly flashed through Dark's mind.
Then he moved the note he had been holding in his hand but hadn't had time to read yet before his eyes to examine it carefully:
[With you in my cat life, how beautiful.]
...
"With you in my life, how lucky."
Dark was touched in his heart. He flipped [Gatomon] over, held it in his arms, and gently rubbed its chin and small belly. [Gatomon], like [Catnip], let out what seemed to be affectionate cries.
Seeing this scene, the [Magic Guide Spirits] suddenly lost the desire to fight with it.
One by one, they lay back down, squinting their eyes as they watched this harmonious picture of human and pet.
Only [Sylveon] was still unwillingly waving its ribbons.
Suddenly, it had a brainwave, remembering the small action [Gatomon] made when arranging the gifts, and immediately had an idea.
"Mi, so the key point is that piece of chocolate Dark took a bite of!"
"If the smelly cat can do it, I, [Sylveon], can certainly do it too!"
So it lay back down, just like a feline entering hunting mode, squinting its eyes as it watched Dark, who was petting the cat.
The cat being petted right now should have been it!
...
The thoughts of the other [Magic Guide Spirits] were not as intense as [Sylveon]'s, but they were also quite envious, looking on eagerly one by one, wishing this was some kind of service where they could wait in line.
As the saying goes, do not worry about scarcity, but rather about uneven distribution.
With Dark starting this, if he didn't spread the rain and dew evenly, it would be difficult to retreat unscathed.
But fortunately, today was Wednesday, and he had to prepare for class in a little while.
No matter how clingy the [Magic Guide Spirits] were, they couldn't cling to him and prevent him from attending class.
Dark and [Gatomon] cuddled for a little while, and then he carefully tucked that note into the notebook.
So far, there were already ten notes or cards in the notebook.
These displays from the [Magic Guide Spirits] when first learning to write could be said to vividly demonstrate their respective literacy levels.
When looking back in the future, he hoped every single one would have made great progress.
Dark closed the notebook and put it in the drawer.
This time, while holding [Gatomon], he reached out and grabbed Diana's Valentine's Day gift!
This was the first gift he received this morning, yet it had been left for last.
"I wonder what kind of chocolate Diana made? It should be a bear, right?"
Associating it with the works of the [Magic Guide Spirits], Dark felt that Diana would very likely make a chocolate bear.
In this situation, humans generally rarely used themselves as a blueprint to make chocolate, but they would often choose a symbol.
For Diana, naturally, it was a bear.
Dark brought Diana's large box over, his hands reaching around [Gatomon], and unwrapped the gift box on his lap.
As the gift box was opened, a corner of the chocolate inside was revealed—sure enough, it was round bear ears!
When the full view was revealed, Dark's gaze instantly focused on the button-style eyes of this chocolate bear. His heart gave a "thump," feeling a great sense of identification with Diana's design.
"But such a meticulous design shouldn't be something Diana could come up with alone..."
Dark couldn't help but think of Rose.
Initially, simply because he saw Rose sitting alone and wanted to send Diana away, he had pointed a path for her. He hadn't expected the compatibility between the two sides to be so harmonious.
Or perhaps Rose's personality was just too good, and she could get along with anyone.
Without Rose's assistance, Diana's academy life might not have been as happy as it was today.
Interactions between people, fate between people.
Just like his fate with the [Magic Guide Spirits].
It was all hard-won.
Cherish it while moving forward.
...
Diana's chocolate bear was truly made too exquisitely, making one unable to find a place to start eating.
Even if Dark wanted to taste it, he couldn't harden his heart to do so.
But while he hesitated for a long while, [Gatomon] in his arms suddenly poked its head forward and bit off one of the bear ears in one bite!
...
"Nice!"
In that instant, the [Magic Guide Spirits] peeping secretly couldn't help but give it a thumbs-up in their hearts.
Everyone was just rookies pecking at each other, and suddenly a god-tier bear popped out, and it was an outsider's item to boot; of course, one wouldn't be able to resist biting it off.
A slight commotion stirred in the dormitory.
Dark watched as [Gatomon] chewed on the bear ear with a face full of "intoxication," and he also didn't know how to scold it at all.
He froze for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and broke off the other bear ear, then tasted it.
Should it be said to truly have Diana's style?
The flavor ratio of this chocolate bear was exactly the opposite of the chocolate flavor dominated by [Gatomon]; it was mainly sweet, mixed with a trace of bitterness unique to chocolate.
Too much sweetness easily makes one feel cloyed.
The reason why people never get tired of eating chocolate is that the trace of bitterness within it actually occupies quite a bit of weight.
...
So far.
All the gifts received this morning had been unboxed.
But very few had actually been tasted.
It was obvious that the [Magic Guide Spirits] preferred that Dark could eat all the chocolates in front of them.
So the idea of keeping them as a collection was directly rejected.
It was just that a table full of chocolates was really too much; he certainly couldn't finish them in a short time.
Dark arranged the gift boxes again and decided to start eating from [Magic Beast (Ditto)]'s heart-shaped chocolates.
Today, [DemiDevimon] obviously didn't have time to get breakfast.
After Dark ate a small half of the heart-shaped chocolates, he carried [Gatomon], who had squinted its eyes, to the small bed, covered it with a quilt, and then instructed the [Magic Guide Spirits] to take good care of it.
As for himself, he quickly prepared his textbooks and carried his schoolbag to the canteen to eat breakfast.
Chocolate couldn't serve as a meal.
Before leaving, he gave every [Magic Guide Spirit] a "hug" to thank them for the chocolates they gave.
But in fact, their existence was already the best gift this world had given him.
...
Ever since [DemiDevimon] took over the labor, Dark rarely came to the canteen in the morning.
Coming again today, he suddenly felt a sense of freshness.
Because the start time of the first class was eight o'clock sharp.
So students would often come to the canteen between seven and seven-thirty. Those who came early were more leisurely, while those who came late looked hurried.
The castle was simply too big; the time consumed on traveling was quite significant.
Valentine's Day couldn't be counted as too formal of a holiday.
The canteen wasn't decorated for it.
But the atmosphere of students making eyes at each other was unusually obvious; that smell of youth (decadence) was almost overflowing.
Couples were being affectionate.
Bachelors were looking left and right.
Dark ordered a small steak, an egg, a portion of bacon, and a bowl of corn soup, preparing to change his taste this morning.
He carried his tray toward an empty seat, observing the vicissitudes of life from a relatively detached perspective.
Suddenly, his vision blurred, and someone blocked his way.
Although that person lowered her head very forcefully, Dark was still able to recognize her at a glance.
As expected of a first-year from the [Knight House].
To present Valentine's Day chocolate in the canteen, under the gaze of everyone.
How much courage did this take?
Dark switched to holding the tray with one hand and reached out to accept the chocolate, which seemed to be a store-bought item.
The girl, who had wrapped her cheeks with a scarf, then ran away as if flying!
"Uh..."
Dark paused slightly, then maintained an elegant bearing and continued forward.
Even though his inner self was actually a conservative boy leaning toward ancient traditional thinking, at this moment, he had to display the demeanor of a playboy.
This was perhaps the hypocrisy of the nobility.
Dark sighed slightly in his heart.
Subsequently, he put down the tray and ate his breakfast meticulously.
But the gazes of quite a few people around him still lingered on him.
That was why he didn't like eating breakfast alone in the canteen.
Because it was too eye-catching.
Some people were natural luminous bodies.
It was just that the light some emitted would gradually dim.
While some would only become brighter.
...
Dark didn't open the chocolate gift box in the canteen but temporarily put it into his schoolbag.
Not long after him.
A boy suddenly barged in with a bouquet of roses, knelt on one knee, blocked the path of a senior female student, and then reached out to present the roses and chocolate.
Dark watched with great interest.
Imagining that others perhaps looked at him with this kind of attitude too.
Sure enough, melon-eaters shouldn't be reduced to melons.
"Slap!"
A crisp sound exploded within the canteen.
The eyes of the surrounding people focused instantly.
That senior female student actually didn't hesitate to slap the boy's chocolate box away with one palm!
"How many times have I told you? Don't bother me anymore!"
The girl shouted with extreme annoyance, then picked up her tray and left.
Leaving only that boy to silently pick up the chocolate and walk toward the outside of the canteen.
...
This was probably the established repertoire of Valentine's Day.
He heard that some boys had been looking forward to this moment and found amusement in it.
But being of the same kind, why be so urgent to fry each other?
The canteen was filled with unkind laughter.
...
This was the reality between boys and girls.
Also giving gifts on Valentine's Day.
When girls gave boys gifts, boys generally felt embarrassed to refuse on the spot.
When boys gave girls gifts, girls would generally refuse cleanly and neatly.
If boys received many chocolates, it was something they could take out to show off.
If girls received many chocolates, most would feel troubled.
This world, after all, was still a patriarchal society.
It had a noble-style polygamy system.
Even if the status of women was constantly rising, it still required a process.
...
When Dark was halfway through eating, Diana and Rose found him in the crowd, then happily sat opposite him and talked about what they had seen on the way on their own accord.
Things like a senior confessing to a senior girl but getting kicked.
Things like a junior girl confessing to a senior boy, the senior agreeing on the spot, but the junior girl regretting it again.
In short, all kinds of things, too many to count.
Dark cut the steak into fine pieces and inserted his fork into it; as the juices flowed out, a meat fragrance assaulted the nose.
He didn't participate in the conversation between Diana and Rose because he always felt there were hidden hints.
The constant mentions of chocolate were probably because they wanted to hear his evaluation of that chocolate bear, right?
But precisely because he understood.
Dark deliberately didn't say anything.
...
Snowflakes were still drifting outside the castle, but the momentum of the snow was gradually decreasing.
By around noon, perhaps it would have stopped.
And there were basically no classes on Wednesday afternoon, making it exactly the right time to admire and play in the snow.
When Dark, Diana, and Rose arrived at the Potions classroom together, many first-year students were discussing the accuracy of Professor Medea's prophecy.
It was as if there were a layer of fog between prophets and ordinary people; it was clearly very thin, but it couldn't be lifted no matter what.
Precisely because of this, that just-right mystery would attract people to flock over.
Merely a "prophecy" about the weather had raised Professor Medea's status in the students' hearts by a level.
Therefore, they had extra expectations for tonight's Astronomy class!
Last week, Professor Medea had already announced today's topic in advance—Love Divination, which students of this age group cared about the most!
That was a topic that perfectly fit the timing of Valentine's Day.
Many people had already prepared to summon their courage to give out chocolates during the daytime of Valentine's Day, but the other party's response would only be revealed on the same day next month, making it hard to wait.
Of course, under normal circumstances, if both sides hit it off, usually there wouldn't be a need to wait until White Day for a response.
Those who dragged it out until White Day to reply were mostly unintentional rejections.
Although cruel, that wasn't one hundred percent, so there would still be hope.
Perhaps the side giving the chocolate would also sober up during this month's time and understand that they didn't like the other party that much.
Valentine's Day in this world actually promoted careful consideration, not momentary impulses.
...
Dark arrived at the last row by the window as always.
The glass of the window was already stuck full of snowflakes, a vast expanse of white.
A chill penetrated through, wisps of coldness.
But when he took his schoolbag off his shoulder and was about to put it inside the desk, he suddenly noticed that there were already things stuffed inside.
It was chocolates.
Two that looked like store-bought models at a glance, and one that seemed to be handmade.
"From the time I left the door until now, there are already four more..."
Dark took a deep breath and temporarily put these three boxes of chocolates into his schoolbag as well.
He didn't plan to open them in the classroom.
"Dark, Dark!"
Diana suddenly turned her head excitedly.
Dark looked up in confusion: "Hmm?"
Diana gave a "hey" and fished out a box of chocolates from below, showing it off twice in front of him.
As if saying: "Look, I'm also very popular!"
Regardless of gender, one needs to display value to attract the opposite sex.
Rose also fished out two boxes of chocolates from her drawer, looking awkward: "What should be done with this?"
She was actually still thinking about how to give her little bunny chocolate away; she hadn't expected at all that she would also receive chocolates sent by others like this.
But unlike Diana's carefree nature, she only felt troubled.
"When leaving, just leave the chocolates on the table."
Dark glanced at her and casually gave an idea.
Rose was still too thin-skinned; when she became an "old fritter" later, she probably wouldn't have similar troubles.
After all, receiving gifts on Valentine's Day and not returning gifts on White Day was something popular men and women had to endure every year.
Receiving and receiving, one would get used to it.
"Mhm."
Rose nodded slightly, her cheeks slightly red.
The number of times she blushed this morning was something even she herself couldn't count.
Diana, on the other hand, slapped the chocolate in her hand onto the table: "Then I'll leave it here later too."
Neither of them prepared to open the chocolates.
No matter who sent it, if they didn't know, they wouldn't care.
But what about others?
If there were some cheesy words written inside?
Dark suddenly realized that leaving the chocolates on the table like this didn't seem to be a wise move either?
So things like Valentine's Day were truly annoying.
He hurriedly said, "That won't do either. Who knows what's written inside? If someone picks it up and reads it, it would be awkward instead."
"Eh?" Diana was a bit dumbfounded, "Then what to do?"
Dark revealed a smile: "How about, just eat it?"
He heard that Senior Pandora received a huge pile of gifts from unknown senders every Valentine's Day, yet never returned gifts on White Day, and wasn't it still fine?
...
"Eat it?" Diana subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her eyes shining slightly.
When it came to eating, she had a lot to say!
Rose pushed the chocolate to her: "Help me eat mine too."
Diana pursed her lips: "I don't just eat anything casually; it has to taste good!"
...
Potions class.
When [Professor Thompson] entered from the front door of the classroom, there was a smile on his face.
He waved to the students below unprecedentedly and said loudly, "Students, how was the effect of the [Honeyed Words Potion]?"
Most students were confused, a small portion of students looked pale, and a few students were suspicious.
[Professor Thompson] walked up to the podium, knocked on the table, and after the students' attention was all concentrated, he touched his head. With a look of "ehehe," he apologized, "Before class, I have to apologize. There was a small problem with the preparation method of the [Honeyed Words Potion] taught in the last class. The prepared potion will stink... hiss, but fortunately it won't explode. I assume everyone wouldn't go and prepare this kind of potion, right? So it should still be in time?"
He laughed on his own accord, then turned to face the blackboard, saying while writing on the board, "The topic we are going to discuss today is how to deduce the medicinal properties of magic potions through the preparation list. So, now please turn to page xx of the textbook."
Anyway, he looked like nothing happened.
Most students also looked like nothing happened.
A small portion of students, after discovering the anomaly, hurriedly pretended like nothing happened.
Only a few students couldn't help but touch their own schoolbags.
"Do these people not do effect experiments after refining magic potions?"
Dark spun his pen, his gaze sweeping over those few boys and girls with cramped expressions, thinking that they probably wanted to put it into use hastily after making it.
Or perhaps they only gathered enough materials to make one bottle...
"Mhm, thinking of it this way, [Professor Thompson] is truly sinful!"
Haha.
...
Although the beginning of this Potions class was somewhat dramatic, the content described was very important.
Dark temporarily put aside the matters of Valentine's Day and chocolate and began to listen to the class seriously.
The explanation of theoretical knowledge was sometimes relatively boring, but it had its necessity.
If it were in the past, he would mostly likely be listening drowsily.
His self-control ability now had truly strengthened quite a bit.
...
An hour and a half later, the Potions class ended.
[Professor Thompson] never mentioned the [Honeyed Words Potion] again.
The students packed up their textbooks amidst laughter and proceeded to the Summoning class classroom one after another.
Walking on the road, Diana couldn't resist opening the chocolate someone else gave her; inside was a peach-shaped card with colorful edges.
Diana took out the card, and Rose leaned over.
Only to see written on it in tiny font:
"Dear Diana, I have been watching you all along. From being sorted into the [Noble House] at the Sorting Ceremony, charging forward bravely in Dueling class matches, striving for the top in Halloween activities... showing yourself in the Club Recruitment Tournament, and shining brightly in the Rookie Tournament a while ago... I have been watching all along. You are the white moonlight in my heart, the treasure in my palm..."
"I do not expect to gain your favor; I just want to satisfy a tiny wish."
"May I ask, can I feed you?!"
...
Diana: "..."
Rose: "It's a girl."
Diana couldn't help but pout, then stuffed the chocolate into her mouth, biting it off in one go!
"Crack!"
...
Dark silently quickened his pace, indicating he heard nothing.
...
Summoning class.
After [Professor Silf] collected the massive amount of homework left from the last class, she began to explain the content of the homework.
She sometimes mandated the use of assignment paper to complete homework, and often after collecting it, she wouldn't hand it back.
Some students suspected that she actually didn't grade the homework at all.
But because [Professor Silf] had clearly stated that usual homework scores would also be calculated into the final grade, no one dared to take the risk to verify it.
In short, this class was also a very fulfilling class.
After the Summoning class ended, the students finally welcomed a whole afternoon of rest time.
Thoughtful students had already begun to plan the many matters of Valentine's Day.
After eating lunch, Dark returned to the dormitory; he was a bit worried about [Gatomon]'s condition.
But thinking carefully, having merely eaten one liqueur chocolate, it shouldn't be drunk for too long, right?
So his mindset was still relatively relaxed.
Since today was a rare snowy day, he thought about taking the [Magic Guide Spirits] outside to play in the afternoon.
With [Paradise], it would just take a bit of trouble when summoning.
However, he hadn't told them this surprise yet.
On the way back to the tower, he found that there were more and more people outside, and the outside of the castle gradually filled with laughter.
Diana and Rose walked by his side, pretending to casually invite him to play in the snow together in the afternoon.
He then revealed some of his plans.
Diana immediately said, "Then I'll bring the [Little Panda] too! No, it's so cold outside, I have to get it something warm to wear!"
Saying that, she became excited.
Changing clothes for dolls seemed to be a common hobby of girls. Diana clearly didn't care much about her own attire, yet she always liked to change clothes for her familiar.
Rose looked at Diana, who had successfully hopped on board, with gratification, thinking that she should also bring her familiar out for some fresh air.
Although she always felt that her familiar was too clumsy compared to Dark's, a stupid child also needed to be loved.
"Then let's make it two o'clock in the afternoon."
Dark set a time and separated from the two in the common room.
As expected of Valentine's Day, even the number of pairs in the common room had increased a lot.
Dark sighed and ascended the stairs.
Stopping in front of his dormitory door, Dark took out the key to open the door.
Accompanied by a "click," the dormitory door was successfully opened, and a mysterious world slowly unfolded before his eyes.
After taking a look inside, the smile on Dark's face disappeared.
He entered the entranceway in silence, closed the door backhanded, changed into slippers, all in one go.
Then he walked into the room, his gaze swept across, and he took all the [Magic Guide Spirits] into his eyes.
[Gatomon] sat high and mighty at the top of the cat climbing frame as always.
It had obviously completely sobered up and was currently reading a picture book, with a small dictionary and some snacks placed beside it.
Dark had prepared a large amount of snacks for the [Magic Guide Spirits] for them to take at any time.
When Dark entered the door, [Gatomon] looked up slightly to glance at him, then buried its head back into hard reading.
Up to here, it was the normal timeline.
But on the cat climbing frame slightly below [Gatomon], there was a fur ball lying there limply with its belly facing up, limbs spread open, and cheeks flushed red.
And at a place even lower down, [DemiDevimon] was hanging on the edge, seeming likely to flip down at any time.
Not far away, [Popplio] was soaking in the small inflatable pool with a dizzy look, blowing bubbles from time to time.
[Miltank] was lying prone on the ground, imitating [Cow Grass]'s movements.
Through the window of the balcony, one could see the self-disciplined [Hawlucha] hitting the wooden dummy as usual.
[Magic Beast (Ditto)] was carrying [Trash Slime] on its back, and [Trash Slime] was balancing the [Meowth] [Magic Guide Card] on its head, sticking to the protective window to watch the snow scene outside.
However, [Meowth]'s card face was facing inward!
...
"Mi~?"
A pink figure suddenly pounced from the side.
Dark sidestepped, but immediately stopped and raised his hand.
[Sylveon] successfully clung to his body, rubbing its cheek wildly against his cheek.
That soft tactile sensation was always something one never got tired of rubbing against.
But Dark didn't continue to indulge in the gentle trap; instead, he reached out to push it away and said expressionlessly:
"Alright, stop pretending, you're not drunk."
"Mi?"
[Sylveon]'s expression instantly stiffened.
Could it be that the plan to pass off fish eyes for pearls was exposed just like that?!
In a panic, it closed its eyes, let its strength disappear, and pretended it was already so drunk it couldn't hear anything.
But Dark pulled its eyelids, forcing its eyes to open.
"Tell me, what's going on here?"
He pointed at the few drunken [Magic Guide Spirits] in the bedroom and said seriously.
[Sylveon]'s heart instantly gave a "thump," and it cried "kou mi kou mi" a few times, wanting to muddle through.
But at this moment, [Gatomon] on the cat climbing frame said leisurely, "It fed those few chocolates containing alcohol."
[Sylveon]'s hair instantly stood on end, and it turned its head abruptly: "Mi! (You thieving cat!)"
[Gatomon], however, had already buried its head back into reading.
Dark's face turned black, and he immediately guessed a bit.
But what he knew was still insufficient.
In fact, after seeing the result of [Gatomon] stealing the liqueur chocolate Dark had bitten, [Sylveon] thought about imitating it, but it was worried that after getting drunk, it would black out and do something bad that would cause Dark's aversion.
So after thinking carefully, it came up with a brilliant plan!
That was to entice a few [Magic Guide Spirits] to eat the liqueur chocolates, and after they fell down drunk, it could mix in among them and pretend to be drunk!
This way, it could enjoy snuggling while sober.
And it also put an end to accidents caused by drunken madness!
Thinking about it carefully, this strategy was truly superb.
If not for the fact that it had never drunk alcohol and pretended not alike at all, it really would have succeeded!
So no matter what one does, professional ability must be proficient...
Of course, [Sylveon] couldn't reveal its strategy completely.
Now that the matter was exposed, it could only get through by being cute!
"Mi~"
It immediately lay down on the ground, opened its innocent big eyes, and exposed its belly to its master.
...
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