Happy Juice: A special lifeform byproduct, crafted by Arceus himself. Boosts a Pokémon's Stamina cap! Note: First bottle's the best—effects weaken with each chug.
Oh, this is too legit!
Stamina boost?
As a human Pokémon, Jiang Feng was parched.
Gulp, gulp, gulp… burp!
Salty seafood vibes—replenish those electrolytes, and the body's pumped!
Stamina cap upgraded!
Real men go for golden… (you know)!
Gimme more bottles—my Ash-tier physique might hit Master-tier!
Jiang Feng smacked his lips, savoring, then fed Combusken two bottles to boost its Stamina.
More Stamina, more mistake buffer—I can flop a dozen times, but you get one shot!
Sadly, the second bottle's effect was meh.
Combusken's now a cockroach tank, ready to dominate the next fight!
Crack!
A wall panel slid open, revealing a tunnel.
Mali caved—there's the exit.
Or maybe she didn't want Jiang Feng sticking around, witnessing her shame arc?
"Get out! I never wanna see you again! I hate you—hate you to death!"
"Jerk, big jerk!"
Mali's muffled voice leaked through the blanket.
Hate?
Sure, whatever.
Women are like Luvdisc—cold and prickly outside, but crack the shell, and they're gooey and clingy.
As the saying goes: the pervier the boyfriend, the spicier the romance!
Inhaling a whiff of ammonia air, Jiang Feng's grin turned villain-coded.
"Be good—don't leak everywhere next time, 'kay?"
Mali, buried in her blanket, quivered, head sinking deeper.
Peak embarrassment!
From his system inventory, Jiang Feng pulled a prepped gift, tossing it on the ground.
"No hairpin, so don't be mad. Here's a gift to make up for it."
"Honestly, I'd love to see you in Pinru's clothes…"
"Uh, my bad—meant a pink skirt."
With that, he strutted down the tunnel.
Showtime—my flex moment's here!
Mali peeked from her blanket, eyes dazed, her pure, teary face dripping with waifu vibes.
Sniffle.
After a while, she grabbed the box.
Inside? A cute pink dress…
Super kawaii, but zero match for her punk leather aesthetic!
Total style clash!
"What's this? So not my vibe! Such a straight-male gift—no taste!"
"Who's Pinru, and why wear her clothes?!"
"No way…!"
She tossed it aside.
Then, after a pause, picked it back up, clutching it silently…
Maybe try it once.
Just once!
Meanwhile, at Spikemuth Academy.
The Freshman Graduation Tourney was lit—crowds roaring, vibes massive.
On the battlefield:
Li Xiao Du stood in the player zone, arms crossed, smug as a Smeargle.
His opponent? No-show.
"What's the deal? Jiang Feng still AWOL? Scared to lose, hiding in a Dig hole?"
"Lucky for him, Kena-sensei's clout delayed the match this long."
"But come on—show up or not, he's toast!"
"Bet he shows and flops harder, haha!"
"True, Li Xiao Du's two-and-a-half-year grind got him a jacked Butterfree. That thing's a beast lately!"
"Is he even coming? I'm ditching for Grace-sensei's stream!"
"Grace is eternal— drop the link!"
He ain't coming!
Li Xiao Du was cocky.
When he heard Jiang Feng was late, he pulled a sneaky move.
Sent two goons to block the entrance.
Deadline's seconds away.
Two minutes left.
If Jiang Feng's a no-show, it's a forfeit.
What luck, drawing Jiang Feng—free win!
EZ clap!
…Why's two minutes feel like eternity?
"Ref, time's up, right?"
Li Xiao Du checked his watch, nudging the middle-aged ref.
The ref glanced at his watch, frowning.
Middle-aged men know—sometimes, two minutes is a lifetime.
Time's up.
He hesitated, glancing at the other side.
There, the gorgeous, chest-legendary Kena-sensei frowned at the entrance.
That brat's still not here!
Last time's debt ain't settled, and now I'm wiping his ass again.
Ugh!
She clutched her chest, feeling swollen lately, with a weird void…
Fine, help him out.
Kena shot the ref a look, crossing her arms, lifting her assets.
Boom—a Mariana Trench cleavage!
Deeper than a Wailord's dive, sucking souls in!
Gulp.
The ref swallowed hard, eyes bulging.
You're testing me with THIS?
No ref can resist!
He coughed.
"Youngster, you don't get it—two minutes is plenty!"
Time's like Moomoo Milk—squeeze, and it flows.
Li Xiao Du raged. Time's up, ref! You blind?!
Stop staring at her—check the watch!
Ref: Watch? Nah, I'm team ball-gaze!
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"No point stalling—Jiang Feng's not coming. Call it!"
"I got dinner plans!"
With his goons at the gate, unless Jiang Feng could fly or burrow, he's done!
Jiang Feng: Sorry, I'm no Pidgeot.
Can't fly.
But burrow? My Dig game's S-tier!
Combusken's a tunnel rat!
BOOM!
The ground exploded, dust cloud thicc!
Jiang Feng cranked his BGM, shouting his catchphrase, bursting from the hole with justice vibes!
Before the dust settled, he yeeted into action, calculating Earth's rotation, then—
Like a Tumble Dryer Machamp, he spun 3,600 degrees counter-rotation!
Poof! Mud vaporized!
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