Genie: There is something wrong with my simulator

After a while, the two of them finally got married.

Shi Qiu thought about it and shared with Lu Qing the good news that he had also subdued an elite beginner Riolu.

He successfully made the senior from the graduating class break his defense and hang up the phone.

He nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, sharing a piece of happiness with others doubles the happiness.

Shi Qiu smiled and hugged the bewildered Riolu, with a kind of beauty that didn't care about the lives of others.

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It was another morning.

Riolu looked at Bubble Squirrel and Ice Vulpix hesitantly, and both of them showed a small expression of encouragement and fearlessness on their faces.

He thought for a long time, sighed, and did not chop down with his glowing little hand. He just gently pushed the sleeping trainer.

"... Hmm? It's Riolu..."

Shi Qiu pushed Riolu and the two who were watching the show aside without hesitation and closed his eyes again.

"I will sleep until I wake up naturally today, you be good... and... Vulpix... Bubble Squirrel... go... play for a day..."

Play for a day!

Bubble Squirrel and Vulpix looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

The two Pokémon pulled Riolu out of the room.

"(I! Ice Vulpix! I will officially overthrow you today!)"

Vulpix pushed Riolu to the referee seat with great momentum, raised his little chin and looked down on Bubble Squirrel.

He! Elite level! Come from behind!

Bubble Squirrel, a scum who is still in the professional level!

Wind and snow.

Ten minutes later...

The Bubble Squirrel smirked and kicked the dusty little fox lying on the ground pretending to be dead with disdain.

It was so funny. All the scumbags at the elite level came. But winning a game made me feel so happy.

I can't beat Riolu, but can't beat you?

Since Riolu returned to the team, he and Shi Qiu came up with a battle dance. The sword dance combined with close combat, plus the level suppression, made the Bubble Squirrel's mentality explode.

Fortunately, even if he broke through to the elite level, Vulpix is ​​still a younger brother in the team.

The Bubble Squirrel hugged his tail in boredom, and his mind was full of wild ideas.

"(How about we form a group and debut?)" He pointed at himself and then at Riolu: "(I've thought about it. I'll be the lead singer and Riolu will be the lead dancer!)"

"(What about me?)" Little Vulpix's eyes lit up.

Bubble Squirrel said hesitantly: "(Photographer?)"

Vulpix can create beautiful venues, dance in the snow, and sing. He can do a little bit but not in depth.

Vulpix condensed a small snowball out of thin air and covered Bubble Squirrel's face.

Riolu on the side pointed out implicitly: "(Our styles may be different.)"

Help, don't let him, a Pokémon who walks the war dance style, do social dance. He can't even imagine himself dancing that kind of dance.

Bubble Squirrel pretended not to hear anything and used his tail to clean the snow off his body: "(What do you think our group is called? How about the Mouse Choir.)"

"(Not very good.)"

"(That...you heard me just now...)"

"(Then say one!)"

"(Frost and Snow Thousand Year Fox Phantom Purple Fall...)" The little fox was talking with a good feeling.

Riolu gave up inserting the topic, but his face was full of pain when he heard the group name.

The bubble squirrel had no expression on his face and did not interrupt. He waited quietly until the little fox finished speaking, then blurted out a word in a cold and arrogant manner.

"(Ha.)"

A minute later, snowflakes and sound waves collided with each other again.

Riolu... Riolu stood by and watched, even wanting to send two wave missiles.

"... Just call it Genesis." A sleepy boy's voice sounded from behind the three elves.

Shi Qiu was wearing a light blue plaid pajamas and a nightcap, holding a Pikachu pillow, and looking at them with a bad face: "With the noise you made, you would have been buried by Genesis if it wasn't called Genesis."

Early in the morning, after the crackling, the chattering started crackling again. Decoration?

He just dreamed of conquering Mewtwo Arceus!

Bubble Squirrel lowered his head obediently, and glanced at the relieved look on Riolu's face, and had a little bad intention: "(Qiuqiu, do you want to join in~)"

As long as the trainer joins, Riolu will be willing no matter how reluctant he is.

Shi Qiu made a cross: "No! Why should I join in? I'm an extremely socially anxious otaku. It's better for me to die than to perform."

Extremely socially anxious... otaku...?

Socialist who just met Lu Qing and went around the school to practice with him

Fear?

The otaku who became famous quickly after his first performance as the Snow Child?

Shi Qiu: I was forced to do it!

The Bubble Squirrel looked at Shi Qiu pitifully. Vulpix also looked at Shi Qiu pitifully.

The young trainer sneered in his heart and made a definition.

One had bad intentions, and the other was just a conspicuous bag.

"So annoying! Let me make it clear first, I am only responsible for singing the accompaniment and harmony for you." He knew his nature, but he could not do anything about it, after all, he was his own Pokémon.

He yawned lazily, wiped away his physiological tears, and looked at Riolu standing beside him with an unsure expression: "Want to join us?"

Before Riolu could react, he had already said: "(Oh, sure.)"

Shi Qiu waved his hand and went back to the room: "Little Gray Mouse, you can do everything yourself, just give me the score at the end."

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As a Pokémon specializing in sound moves, Shi Qiu would play some music videos for him when he was resting and had nothing to do.

And the trainer himself would hold a thick music textbook and watch it with a painful look on his face.

It's just thinking of a debut song, a piece of cake~

In the morning, Shi Qiu finally had a satisfying nap.

Go, Mewtwo, it's decided that you are the one, use Psychic Destruction! Go, Master Ball! Conquer Arceus!

At noon, Shi Qiu went out of the bedroom to look for food in high spirits, and saw that the foam chinchilla was fighting with Riolu in a very serious manner.

Both elves had a dance style, and Vulpix used snowflakes to create special effects, making the fight between the two sides more enjoyable.

Shi Qiu became interested and walked to the zither that Bubble Squirrel had found from nowhere. He looked at the cold-faced little gray mouse with a half-smile and put on the finger guard.

The unique sound of the zither sounded, and the rhythm of the battle suddenly changed, with the murderous meaning of war.

Vulpix took out his mobile phone from his bag and found the right angle on the table to shoot.

The fine snow was faintly visible, and Vulpix joined the battle dance, and the charming sound sounded.

Shi Qiu's men did not stop, cleared his throat, and followed the harmony.

Suddenly, the solemn battle between you and me became more bizarre, and the assassins of Xueyin suddenly attacked from all directions.

Blocking, anticipation, stabbing... dazzling.

The sound of the zither became louder and louder, and the harmony became more and more ethereal. At the climax, the three elves tacitly struck each other.

The wind and snow dissipated, and the three elves disappeared into thin air, and the sound of the zither and the harmony gradually faded away.

An impromptu elf cooperation performance was completed.

"The effect is good~"

Shi Qiu took off the finger guard and went to make breakfast in a good mood... no, lunch.