Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

In the audience, everyone was already dumbfounded, with their mouths wide open, as if petrified.

After the initial silence, there was an instant eruption of thunderous exclamations and discussions.

"How is this possible? Granny Jiangzi's Gengar is so ridiculously strong!"

"That little Biden was so arrogant before, but now he's been beaten so badly that he can't even fight back!"

"One against six! This scene is simply a one-sided massacre! Granny Jiangzi hid too well!"

The children jumped and screamed with excitement, and the adults were shocked, their hands unconsciously gripping the armrests of the seats until their knuckles turned white.

Everyone was immersed in the strong impact of this battle with an extreme disparity in strength, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.

Little Biden slumped on the ground, his eyes were empty, his face was full of despair and dejection, and the remaining Poké Balls in his hands rolled weakly to the side. He knew that he had lost this game completely.

Granny Jiangzi restrained the tremendous power from Gengar, and the super-evolved form slowly faded away. Gengar's body returned to normal, but his aura was still slightly fluctuating, and it was obvious that the fierce battle just now had consumed a lot of his energy.

Granny Jiangzi waved her hand gently, and Gengar turned into a stream of light and obediently returned to the Poké Ball to rest.

The atmosphere in the stadium was still hot and enthusiastic. The cheers and exclamations of the audience were intertwined like waves, one after another, and it took a long time to calm down.

Granny Jiangzi was holding a cane. Although she looked frail, she looked like a towering, unshakable mountain. She looked calmly at Huang Tianjiao, who was sitting on the ground in despair. She shook her head slightly and sighed softly:

"Child, the way of a trainer cannot be mastered by taking shortcuts by relying on power. I hope you will take good care of yourself in the future."

After saying this, he slowly left people's sight, leaning on his crutches.

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"Hiss..." (So awesome...)

Nanako sat in the audience, her beautiful eyes widened, her mouth unconsciously opened slightly, she was so shocked that she couldn't help but exclaimed,

"We were clearly at a huge disadvantage of 0 to 5 just now, but how come we were able to defeat all six of our opponent's Pokémon in the blink of an eye with just one Gengar?"

The Frog beside him seemed to be infected by the trainer's emotions. Its already big eyes widened like bells, full of surprise, as if it couldn't believe the reversal of the battle before its eyes.

At this time, Yak, who was wrapped up tightly and looked a little mysterious on Nanako's right, explained silently:

"Because this was just an exhibition match, Granny Jiang Zi didn't send out her ace players in the first five matches, and she didn't use her full strength when commanding, so she fell into such a disadvantageous situation and made the score so ugly."

At first glance, the auditorium where they were standing looked no different from the auditorium in an ordinary stadium, but Yak was keenly aware of something different.

He could clearly feel that there were several gazes hidden in the darkness around him, stealthily and silently locking onto him.

Yak pretended nothing had happened and turned around slightly, glancing around and saw Lu Wusong not far away.

At this moment, Lu Wusong was surrounded by fanatical fans. He looked exhausted and was struggling to deal with the requests for autographs and photos from overly enthusiastic fans.

Next to Lu Wusong, Liu Yu had a smiling face and was enjoying taking photos with fans in various poses.

Moving his gaze horizontally, Ruan Tianli was standing quietly in the VIP area right in front of him.

Yak thought to himself, it was just an exhibition match, but three of his country's four kings were dispatched, and now they were arranged to sit around him so coincidentally. The hidden meaning behind such a scene was self-evident.

But if you calm down and think about it, this seems to make sense.

After all, he is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Neon, and he had just planned and launched a thrilling attack in Neon not long ago. At this sensitive juncture, how could he not be closely watched by all parties when he appeared here?

"That's true. Um... I still don't know how to address you properly."

Nanako slightly turned sideways and turned her face towards Yake, her expression full of complex and incomprehensible emotions.

She bit her lower lip, hesitated briefly, then took a deep breath and spoke softly with a respectful tone.

At this moment, Nanako's thoughts were running wild like a wild horse.

Who could have imagined that I came to China with great joy and without any precautions just to follow the footsteps of my mentor Sakurai Mizuki.

I thought that what was waiting for me was a wonderful journey that would broaden my horizons, but I never expected that Sakurai Mizuki would secretly plan a terrorist attack that shocked the world.

And I, who was ignorant of the situation, became an "accomplice" just because I followed closely, and was detained in a cold cell in a foreign country for more than a month.

During those days, every minute and every second was torture, with a heart full of grievances and fears but no one to confide in.

What was even more unexpected for her was that Mr. Yak, the famous man in front of her and one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Neon, had inexplicably become her brother!

Nanako grew up in a single-parent family, and her memory of her father is always vague and distant.

In the past days, she could occasionally keenly detect the ambiguous atmosphere between her mother and a strange uncle.

Although she is young, she is very thoughtful.

Nanako had secretly considered the possibility that her family might one day re-form a family, and she secretly swore in her heart that she would respect every decision her mother made. As long as her mother could be happy, she would ask for nothing else.

As expected, my mother decided to re-establish her family as she expected.

But a dramatic turn of fate occurred on a seemingly ordinary but unforgettable night——

Just as Nanako was full of longing, packed her bags, and followed Sakurai Mizuki on her journey to China, a major event in her life was quietly taking place at home.

The man that my mother had her eyes on, the man who was about to become her stepfather, turned out to be Mr. Yak’s father!

Mr. Ark, a legendary figure in the field of Neon Pokémon trainers, is one of the four most young and dazzling kings in the country.

I heard that when he first ascended the throne of the Four Heavenly Kings, he was only in his early 21s. Such remarkable achievements and talents are truly astonishing and impressive.

At that time, he was only three years older than Nanako, who is standing here with complicated emotions now, but he was already at the pinnacle of the industry, receiving the admiration and worship of countless people. How can this not make people feel deeply moved?

Yake turned his head slowly with a puzzled look on his face, and his eyes fell on Nanako. He seemed to notice her tenseness, and whispered to comfort her:

"Don't be so nervous. I've always been an only child, and I don't have much experience getting along with brothers and sisters. Let's slowly get used to each other in the days ahead. If you don't mind, just call me Onii-chan like in the anime. It's simple and friendly."

When Nanako heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and she secretly complained in her heart:

You know that this is a way of addressing someone only in anime. In real life, who would address someone like this when they first meet?

Besides, I am an adult after all, and I would never call her "Ouni-chan" which sounds so coquettish and cute!

She hesitated for a moment, raised her head, and asked cautiously with a hint of negotiation in her eyes:

"Then...how about I call you Nissan? I think this will be more appropriate."

Yake shook his head slightly and corrected him without question: "I told you to call me Onii-chan."

Nanako waved her hands quickly, saying firmly: "No, no, no, Nissan is really more appropriate. Calling me Onii-chan is too embarrassing. I really can't say it. Hi-Mei-yo!"

As if he didn't hear her refusal, Yake stubbornly repeated:

"No matter what, it has to be Onii-chan."

The two of them were in a stalemate for several rounds, and Nanako finally gave in. As if in compromise, her face flushed slightly, and she muttered in a mosquito-like voice with a bit of tentativeness and shyness:

“…Oh, Onii-chan?”

"Well, good."

Yake immediately revealed a satisfied smile, raised his hand and gently patted Nanako's little head, his action full of intimacy.

Nanako felt her face getting hotter and she quickly stuffed her burning face into her collar, but she started to worry in her heart.

In my impression, the evil king Ark is notoriously cold and aloof, as if he is always covered with a layer of frost that keeps people away.

But the brother in front of me, who insisted on calling me "Ouni-chan", was completely different from the image in my memory. He was really hard to understand.