The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Since the trash slime gained some intelligence, Dark stopped using it as a garbage disposal.

　Similarly, I no longer use it as a face mask.

　But now it seems that it has become somewhat lonely.

　“That’s how it is,” Dark murmured to himself.

　He felt that using the garbage slime again was disrespectful.

　But from the perspective of the trash slime, it seems that's not the case.

　For the garbage slime, it seems to be just a normal eating behavior.

　And it can also play its own role!

　"Disposing of the trash is fine, but I can continue applying face masks."

　Dark thought about it carefully and realized that sometimes he really hadn't considered the thoughts of the magical spirits.

　This is perhaps something that needs to be reflected upon.

　He let out a slight breath and took the note from the trash slime out of the box.

　This note was also folded several times; when unfolded, a line of crooked, illegible writing could be seen:

　【Mommy, I love you too!】

　"This must have been ghostwritten by Ditto."

　Dark smiled helplessly, tucked the note into his notebook, and then reached for the last magical sprite's Valentine's Day gift.

　"Only Gatomon's is left."

　I received a square gift box with pure white packaging, tied with a pink ribbon in a bow.

　Untie the bow, open the gift box, and the chocolates inside are revealed.

　There are four cookie-shaped chocolates in total.

　Three big ones and three small ones.

　The large chocolate chip cookies are placed at the bottom, and the smaller ones are on top.

　But the four chocolate cookies are exactly the same, all with a lifelike cat face carved on them, and you can tell at a glance that they are from Diluzon!

　Clearly, Gatomon shared the same idea as the other magical spirits.

　However, it correctly assessed its own capabilities and did not attempt to create a full-body "Gatomon," but instead chose to only...

　Make a face.

　As a result, its works appear to be very exquisite.

　Moreover, the large and three small sizes make it more suitable for tasting.

　Dak then picked a small one and chewed it up bit by bit, starting from the ear, before swallowing it.

　He then picked up a card from the box, ready to see what Gatomon had written.

　Tailmon has the highest level of literacy among Dark's magical spirits.

　The only one that can be somewhat compared to it is Little Devil Zeng.

　This is based on the huge advantage that Digimon can speak human language, and that it is indeed diligent enough.

　Even the information about Valentine's Day is provided by it.

　However, the popular science explanation doesn't seem to be very thorough.

　But just as Dark picked up the Gatomon card, he suddenly heard a heart-stirring meow.

　He turned his head sharply, and a white shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes.

　Then my vision was instantly blocked, my face was covered by a soft touch, and my whole body leaned back as a result.

　"Meow—●"

Chapter 306 How fortunate I am to have you all in my life (8k)

　Tailmon's attack was so sudden that Dark had no time to react.

　No, it's not just Dark.

　None of the magical sprites in the entire dormitory reacted in time!

　Everyone was pretending to be asleep, so why did you suddenly jump out?

　Meow!

　Sylveon, who was also lying under the bedding on the big bed, was the first to react.

　Its left ear and the ribbon antennae on its neck suddenly sprang up, lifting the entire blanket.

　Little Ibrahimovic, who was also curled up in a ball inside, couldn't help but stand up.

　The magical elves on the small bed forgot to hide, pushing the blankets higher and higher than the last.

　But after Dak's face was grabbed by Gatomon, he simply leaned back and regained his balance.

　Diluzeng's strength was not as great as imagined; its body was soft and light.

　Dak reached out and supported it under its armpits, pulling it away from his face, and then noticed that its condition was somewhat abnormal.

　Gato was once the embodiment of "pride," so theoretically it would be very difficult for him to do something so abrupt—if it were Sylveon...

　That's not surprising at all.

　But Gatomon did just that.

　That means it must be in a state of some kind of mental confusion at this moment.

　Duck observed carefully and quickly noticed that its eyes were wandering, two red blushes floated on its cheeks, there were slight damp marks on its nose, and there were traces of chocolate near the corner of its mouth.

　The Gatomon, supported under its armpits, meowed and waved its limbs limply, revealing a touch of adorable clumsiness!

　Dak sat it on his lap, then reached out and wiped off the bit of chocolate residue near its mouth, sniffing it.

　Then he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

　Immediately, a hint of alcohol permeated the flavor.

　Dak suddenly realized.

　The chocolate with the liqueur filling that he had taken a bite out of was actually stolen and eaten by Dilu!

　Can magical spirits get drunk?

　Furthermore, although the liqueur inside the chocolate liqueur was quite strong, it was only a small amount. Could it really make a four-star magical spirit this drunk?

　Dak couldn't help but feel puzzled.

　Is Gatomon the type that has such a low alcohol tolerance that it gets drunk after just a sip?

　It's possible.

　However, people's physical constitutions cannot be generalized. Some people can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, while others get drunk after just a sip of alcohol.

　Gatomon, perhaps it is the latter!

　However, Gatomon is surprisingly cute when it's drunk!

　Having grown accustomed to Gatomon's ever-arrogant expression, this Gatomon, now spoiled and cuddly from being drunk, was actually quite endearing.

　Dak felt a sense of novelty.

　He curiously pinched Diluzeng's cheek and found that it not only did not resist at all, but also rubbed its face against his fingers!

　"Waaah—●"

　Dak couldn't help but make a sound.

　So well-behaved!

　The drunken Gatomon seemed to have completely transformed from the embodiment of pride into the embodiment of bliss, its two cat eyes...

　The atmosphere was thick with an intoxicating, almost overwhelming, sense of intoxication.

　"If I bring it to bed now, would that count as picking up a corpse?"

　Somehow.

　The thought suddenly flashed through Dak's mind.

　Then he moved the note he had been holding in his hand but hadn't had a chance to look at to his eyes to examine it carefully:

　My life is so beautiful with you by my side.

　"How lucky I am to have you in my life."

　Touched, Dark flipped Gatomon over, held it in his arms, and gently rubbed its chin and belly. Gatomon responded with a soft, affectionate murmur, like a cat-cat.

　Upon seeing this, the magical elves suddenly lost all desire to fight.

　They all lay down again, squinting as they watched this harmonious scene of humans and pets.

　Only Sylveon was still unwilling to give up and continued to dance with its ribbons.

　Suddenly, it had a flash of inspiration and remembered the little tricks that Gatomon had made when arranging the gifts, and immediately came up with an idea.

　"Oh, so the key point was the chocolate that Dark had taken a bite out of!"

　"If that stinky cat can do it, then of course I, Sylveon, can do it too!"

　So it lay down again, like a feline in hunting mode, squinting at the person petting the cat.

　Dac.

　This cat should be the one being petted right now!

　The other magical Pokémon didn't share Sylveon's intense feelings. However, they were quite envious, watching longingly as if it were some kind of service they could wait in line for.

　As the saying goes, we don’t worry about scarcity but inequality.

　If Dak doesn't distribute his spoils evenly at the beginning, he'll find it difficult to escape unscathed.

　Fortunately, it's Wednesday, and we'll be getting ready for class soon.

　No matter how much the magical spirits bother him, they can't stop him from attending class.

　Dark and Gatomon cuddled for a while before carefully tucking the note into their notebook.

　By this point, there were already ten slips of paper or cards in the notebook.

　The demonstrations of these magical elves as they first learned to write showcased their respective literacy skills to the fullest.

　Looking back in the future, I hope they have all made great progress.

　Dak 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, but it was given last.

　"I wonder what kind of chocolate Diana made; it must have been a bear."

　Thinking of the creations of the magical fairies, Dark felt that Diana might very well make a chocolate bear.

　In such cases, humans rarely use themselves as a model for making chocolate, but they often choose a symbol.

　For Diana, it was naturally the bear.

　Dark picked up Diana's large box, wrapped his arms around Gatomon, placed the gift box on his lap, and opened it.

　As the gift box was opened, a corner of the chocolate inside was revealed, and sure enough, it was round bear ears!

　Once the full view was revealed, Dak's gaze immediately fell upon the chocolate bear's button-shaped eyes, and his heart skipped a beat as he felt a strong sense of approval for Diana's design.

　"But such a meticulous design couldn't have come up with by Diana alone."

　Dark couldn't help but think of Rose.

　He had only pointed Rose out a way because he saw her sitting alone and was trying to get rid of Diana, but he never expected that the two of them would be so compatible.

　Or perhaps Rose's personality is just too good; she gets along with everyone.

　Without Rose's help, Diana's school life might not have been as happy as it is today.