My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 338 This girl is not the boss lady, Bree

It took Tibrim quite a bit of effort to learn how to control this body to walk.

While there was still some time in the day, "Tibulim" pulled Tong Hua along, and Ji Ping, with the enthusiasm and clumsiness of a puppy just learning to walk, stumbled out of the alchemy workshop and rushed towards the fairytale ranch.

The afternoon sun was just right at the end of July, and the ranch was warm and sunny, with sunshine everywhere you went.

"Wow!"

As soon as it stepped onto the grassland, "Tibrim" couldn't help but exclaim in amazement and take a deep breath.

Although the puppet's nose cannot directly smell, magic seems to have made up for this.

"Okay, let's practice running again!"

"Tibulim" patted her cheeks and first tried to take a few steps on the soft grass.

Her steps, initially stiff, quickly became coordinated. She walked faster and faster, eventually even jogging, the hem of her wide magic robe billowing behind her.

"Hahaha! She's running! She's really running, Bree!"

She spread her arms wide, like a fledgling bird learning to fly for the first time, and twirled in circles on the grass.

Tong Hua followed behind her, watching her pure, childlike joy, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

扬。

The Pokémon on the ranch were also attracted by this novel scene.

"Meow?" "Miru?"

The Woolblade sheep and the Milk Tank, who were playing on the grass nearby, were all curious about who this person they had never seen before was.

The chinchilla was the first to react.

He was slacking off with the pickpocket cat—no, I mean, taking a break—when he saw "Tibrim" running over, he blinked his little eyes and quietly crept closer.

"Trembling?"

This voice sounds kind of familiar—

Chinchilla cautiously approached, its fluffy tail swaying curiously behind it. The pickpocket cat followed behind, equally curious as it looked at the woman.

"Tong Hua brought another woman back, meow?"

Suddenly, "Tibulim" stopped and turned to walk towards the two little ones.

She bent down, a movement that made her sway slightly, but she quickly regained her balance and reached out to carefully stroke the chinchilla's fluffy head.

"Hey hey, little Chinchilla, it's me, Brie."

"Terrifying!"

Upon hearing that familiar ending, Chinchilla shivered instantly.

His eyes widened, his small body suddenly jumped backward, and his fluffy tail instantly bristled, like a startled ball of fluff.

"chestnut!!!"

A scream filled with terror and disbelief echoed across the ranch.

Chinchilla scrambled backward, pointing at "Tibrim" with its paws as it went, its little brain clearly overloaded.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Tibulim" was clearly pleased with his reaction, straightened up, put her hands on her hips, and proudly raised her chin.

"How about it, isn't my human form amazing, Brie?"

Chinchilla and the pickpocket cat looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Why are you so scared? I'm not going to eat you. Come here, get closer, Brie."

After a while, Chinchilla seemed to finally accept the reality.

He cautiously approached again, taking one step at a time, circling around "Tibulim" and sniffing incessantly with his little nose.

"chestnut----

There's a woody smell to it.

I really want to take a bite and chew on it.

Attracted by the commotion, the other Pokémon gradually gathered around.

"Miru?" "Meow?" "Koukou?"

Soon, "Tibrim" was surrounded by a group of Pokémon.

"Hahaha, it tickles! Woolbraid, don't lick my face, Brie! The paint will come off!"

Tong Hua stood outside the Pokémon circle, watching "Tibulim" being overwhelmed by the fluffy creatures, laughing somewhat awkwardly yet incredibly happily, and his smile grew deeper and deeper.

"It seems everyone is accepting it quickly."

After playing around with everyone for a while, "Tibrim's" attention was drawn to something else.

She looked around and finally her eyes fell on the orchard at the edge of the field.

"Tong Hua! Tong Hua!" She stood up, pointed to a fruit tree, and said, "I want to climb the tree!"

"Climb, climb a tree?" Tong Hua was taken aback.

"Yes! Climb trees! With these hands and feet!"

She waved her arms excitedly, "Before, we could only float up, which was no fun at all! I want to try climbing up on my own! I also want to see what it feels like to pick the fruit with my own hands, Bree!"

"But----"

"Let's go!"

Before Tong Hua could stop her, she had already excitedly run to the tree, her running posture so practiced that she didn't stumble at all.

She looked up, then stretched out her hands, hugged the tree trunk, and tried to push her feet up, her movements clumsy yet endearing.

"Heave-ho!"

She managed to inch her way up a little, the hem of her magic robe getting caught on a branch and making a slight tearing sound.

"Oh!"

Her hand slipped, and she fell backward.

"Be careful!"

Tong Hua rushed forward and caught her steadily from behind before she fell to the ground.

"Bang."

Her back gently bumped into Tong Hua's arms, but fortunately the wood used wasn't heavy, so Tong Hua caught her easily.

"Seriously, I know you're excited, but be careful though—"

Tong Hua's tone was helpless, but his arm supported her firmly, showing no sign of letting go.

"Tibulim" had his back pressed against his chest, and he could clearly feel the boy's warm body temperature and strong heartbeat.

"Bree!"

"Tibulim" turned around as if she had been electrocuted and shoved Tong Hua away.

"Yes, I understand, Bree!"

Her voice was a little hurried, and her face was flushed, whether from the sun or something else.

"I'm just not skilled enough yet! Humph!"

She took two steps back, subconsciously straightening her robes, her eyes darting around.

"Climbing trees—forget about it today!" She forcefully changed the subject, her eyes darting around. "I... let's go for a walk outside the ranch!"

After saying that, she didn't wait for Tong Hua's response and turned to walk towards the entrance of the ranch.

Her steps were even faster than when she was running, her wide robe sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her fiery red hair was fixed at the back of her head.

Tong Hua stared at her retreating figure, which was almost a hasty retreat, for a moment, then chuckled and quickly followed after her.

Chicory Village is peaceful and tranquil at dusk.

Most of the villagers live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. At this time, everyone should be busy preparing dinner.

The setting sun bathed the village's stone-paved streets in a warm orange-red hue, and wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of each household, filling the air with a variety of nostalgic aromas.

"Tibulim" slowed down and walked with Tong Hua through the village, looking around.

Houses, cooking smoke, roads, family, dinner, reunion —

"Tibulim" re-examines these ordinary daily routines from a "human" perspective, and before she knows it, her face has lost all expression.

I long to see her again—

Um?"

Suddenly, a melodious flute tune drifted from afar, its gentle melody evoking a longing to return home.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man standing by the stream in the village, playing a short flute.

She was wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt, a pair of loose shorts, and slippers. Her short, brown hair moved on its own even without wind.

"Nagi?"

Tong Hua stepped forward and greeted her.

"It's Tong Hua."

The wind put down its flute, turned its head and looked over, its short brown hair still covered with water droplets.

Her gaze immediately fell on the unfamiliar "girl" next to Tong Hua, a fleeting emotion flashing in her eyes before quickly returning to calm.

"This is—your friend?"

"Brihehehe————"

Seeing that Feng hadn't realized her body was just a puppet, "Tibrim" couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Her—" Even Tong Hua hadn't expected that the puppet she made would be so lifelike that it was indistinguishable from a real puppet. Just as she was about to explain, Feng's next words completely stumped her.

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"No, no, Brie!!!"