You are not allowed to date a trainer.

Chapter 15 Snail Girl
the next day.

Qin Zhen was awakened by the fragrance that drifted into the room.

He sat up in bed and sniffed. Before he even opened his eyes, his heart was already in his throat.

The fragrance clearly came from the kitchen, but since I entered the first year of high school, I have been living alone, and there is no way there is anyone else in the house.

Who's using the kitchen now? A thief who got hungry mid-steal? Or the Snail Girl?

Qin Zhen opened his eyes. It was still dark outside and the room was pitch black. Only a ray of light came out from under the door, dimly illuminating the end of the bed. He saw mountain-like lines slowly rising and falling under the bed. That was Milton's back.

Without waking up the useless lizard, Qin Zhen unplugged the bedside lamp, got up with the lamp, and quietly pushed the door open and walked out.

After opening the door, the fragrance in the air became stronger. It was the aroma of rice porridge mixed with the fresh aroma of vegetables, which made people feel warm all over.

Qin Zhen tiptoed to the kitchen door, looked inside, and was suddenly stunned.

——It’s really the snail girl.

There was a high chair in front of the kitchen stove, and there was a small stool on the chair. The emerald green little snake stood on the high stool, carefully watching over the iron pot on the stove. She summoned out the two rattan whips behind her shoulders. One rattan whip held the spoon, stirring slowly in the pot; the other one was tied with a book "Homemade Nutritious Porridge", acting as a suspended bookshelf.

At this moment, the little snake happened to turn its head to look at the menu. Its deep blue eyes moved slightly and it immediately noticed Qin Zhen standing at the door.

"Qin Zhen?"

"……it's me."

Qin Zhen stared blankly at Snake's back, feeling a little dazed. He had stood behind her like this before, watching her fight six people alone, directing her to roll up and drop the innocent Growlithe. At that time, his heart was surging, his chest was full of excitement and pleasure, and watching Snake was like a samurai admiring the sharp arc of a famous sword.

But today, under the gentle and quiet gaze of those blue eyes, Qin Zhen became inexplicably nervous. He couldn't tell what was wrong with him, he just felt at a loss, and he could even hear the thumping of his heart in his ears.

Qin Zhen raised the desk lamp and waved it slowly.

"Well...good morning."

"Good morning, go wash your face. I made porridge for you."

Qin Zhen stood there without moving. He looked at the little snake in front of the stove. Suddenly, he took a step back as if hit by something and pressed his chest.

At this moment, Milton happened to come out of the bedroom yawning. When he saw Qin Zhen, he purred happily twice, walked around to Qin Zhen, and without thinking, put his head into the trainer's arms, wanting to act coquettishly.

However, before his head was halfway out, the antenna that served as Milton's ear was ruthlessly grabbed by a pair of hands.

"Gah?"

Millerton raised his eyes in confusion, and what he saw was his trainer's face full of disgust.

"You, go make me two dishes."

…………

Qin Zhen knocked on the door gently.

"Teacher, it's me, Qin Zhen."

A moment later, a response came from inside the door.

"Come in."

Qin Zhen adjusted his belt—mainly arranging the two Poké Balls hanging on it—then picked up the plastic bag at his feet, pushed the door open and walked into the office.

The tall old man sat behind his desk. He looked at Qin Zhen and gently pushed his reading glasses up his nose. "Morning self-study is about to start. Why are you running here instead of going to your seat to memorize your lessons?"

Qin Zhen smiled. "Teacher, have you had breakfast?"

"The cafeteria opens after morning self-study. If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be idle here."

"It's good that you didn't eat." Qin Zhen came forward with a plastic bag and placed three steaming hot sandwiches and a bottle of milk on the table. "Didn't Millerton borrow money from you last time to buy sandwiches? So now I'm asking you for money."

The old man looked up at Qin Zhen's face and raised his eyebrows slightly. He picked up a sandwich at random and held it in his hand, then pushed the milk and the remaining two in front of Qin Zhen.

"Sit down and eat together. I'll talk to you afterward."

"Thank you, teacher, but I've already eaten." Qin Zhen's smile suddenly turned shy. "I had vegetable porridge. Teng Teng Snake cooked it for me. She secretly got up early today just to make breakfast for me. Also, although this was her first time cooking, the porridge tasted very good. I loved it."

"..." Teacher Chen paused while tearing off the plastic wrap. He turned and looked at Qin Zhen with a strange look. "Did I ask you that?"

"No, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for your help, I would have missed this fate with the Fujiteng Snake."

"If you study hard, get into university, and lay a good foundation for your future, that would be the greatest gratitude you can give me."

Teacher Chen took a big bite of the sandwich, bent down, opened the drawer next to his knees, and took out a note from it.

"Take it."

"this is?"

"The first thing I'm giving you is your leave note. After lunch today, take your Motorcycle Lizard to the vehicle management office near the school. Don't forget to get your ID card."

"Vehicle Management Office?" Qin Zhen took the note and asked curiously, "What am I going there for?"

"Have them inspect your motorcycle and then register it," Teacher Chen said succinctly. "Operating an unlicensed motorcycle will result in a 2000 yuan fine and days of detention."

"Oh."

"The second thing, Qin Zhen, is that the college entrance examination will be held in twenty-two days."

"Oh."

The smile on Qin Zhen's face froze. He scratched his head and couldn't say anything in the end.

What could he say? Promise Old Chen that he'd get into a good university? He didn't even believe it. As a reborn seventeen-year-old soul approaching thirty, all the skills he'd learned in high school had long since been returned to his teachers, led by Old Chen. He wouldn't even have achieved a decent score in the college entrance exams of his original world, let alone this new one with its elven elements.

At this time, Qin Zhen couldn't help but think of the Pokémon fan fiction he read before his rebirth. It would be great if the college entrance examination here would test questions like Guess Who I Am, Pokémon brain teasers, Eevee evolution essays, or Pokémon battles like those novels. As a loyal Pokémon player, he would definitely be like a duck in water.

Damn it! They didn't even get rid of English on the Gaokao exam here! Not only did they not banish it, but they even ask you how you should respond when the opponent's Pokémon uses "Sleep Powder": "Dragon Rage," "Stun Spore," or "Snore"?
"What do you mean by 'oh'?" The old man tapped the table lightly, obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

"Try hard, Teacher Chen. I can only say that I will try hard." Qin Zhen could only smile apologetically.

The old man shook his head helplessly.

"As for the third thing..."

Having said that, Teacher Chen paused. He lowered his head and glanced at the drawer that he had not yet closed. He frowned and seemed a little hesitant.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after you come back this afternoon."

(End of this chapter)