My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 339 The End of July and the Summer Festival

"Haha, you two reacted so in sync."

That's really interesting.

Feng covered his mouth and smiled as he looked at Tong Hua and "Tibulim" beside him, who both looked embarrassed.

"Sigh... why are all the men around me like this?"

Tong Hua sighed and rubbed her temples helplessly.

"But I really didn't expect it to be Tibrim."

The wind circled behind "Tibulim," reached out and pinched her long, fiery red wooden hair, then gently poked her cheek.

"The texture is so realistic—is this really made of wood?"

"That's amazing! How did you do that?" Feng's tone was full of surprise.

"Hehe, of course it's all thanks to my skillful hands."

In addition, Tipbrim offered some ideas—

Upon sensing the gaze from Tibrim beside her, Tong Hua quickly changed her tune and gave the credit to her.

"Hehe, isn't I amazing?"

Tibrim puffed out her chest smugly, her pride undisguised. "I, Tibrim, spent ages studying ancient texts to find this magic!"

"That's really impressive."

Feng sincerely praised, her gaze lingering on "Tibulim" before glancing at Tong Hua, "You two work together so well. But—"

She paused, her short, brown hair fluttering slightly in the evening breeze, her eyes becoming somewhat mischievous.

"This puppet body is so realistic, and it was even specially made to look like a human girl—Tong Hua, you didn't have any inappropriate thoughts while you were sculpting it, did you?"

"No way!" Tong Hua and Tibrim retorted almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, then quickly looked away.

Seeing their reactions, Feng's smile deepened, but she didn't continue teasing. She picked up her piccolo again and placed it to her lips.

The flute music started again, still that soothing and melodious tune that made you want to go home.

The sound of the flute flowed through the village at dusk. "Tibulim" quieted down, her eyes reflecting the glow of the sunset, and listened intently.

Tong Hua stood to the side, not disturbing the moment of tranquility.

As the music ended, the lingering notes seemed to still echo on the stone path.

"What's the name of this piece, Bree?"

"It has no name," the wind said slowly, putting down its flute.

"When I was a child, I was still in school. Every day after school, my teacher would play this tune for us."

If it had a name, it would be "Going Home".

"Go home—"

Tong Hua turned her head to look at the wind, and from this angle, her flawless profile was clearly visible, revealing a sense of sadness.

"Oh, right."

Tong Hua suddenly spoke, breaking the somewhat heavy silence, "Feng, have you had dinner? Would you like to come to the ranch and eat together?"

Feng blinked, seemingly surprised, then laughed, "I'm so glad you finally asked! I've been missing your cooking so much!"

Hearing Feng's undisguised teasing, Tong Hua was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Alright, then please enjoy my cooking."

"Bree! Let's hurry back! I'm going to try eating Brie in this body!"

"Don't even think about it. You're just a puppet; how could you possibly eat that?"

"Hmph, how will you know if you don't try!"

The three of them walked side by side, bickering as they made their way back to the ranch. The setting sun cast long shadows of the three of them, which intersected on the stone path.

Back at the ranch, the Tibrim body in the workshop was still asleep.

After carefully checking and confirming that everything was alright, "Tibulim" enthusiastically joined in preparing dinner.

The kitchen quickly became lively.

Tong Hua tied on her apron and skillfully processed the ingredients. Feng He and Tian Lengmei assisted her, washing vegetables and chopping meat.

"Tibulim" is like a curious child, taking over the place where Little Guoran used to be, wanting to try everything.

"I'll cut this!" She picked up a kitchen knife, eager to try.

"Watch your hands—" Tong Hua's words were cut short.

"Tibrim" gripped the knife with both hands and, with an extremely stiff, wood-chopping motion, chopped down hard on the carrot on the cutting board!

"Thump!"

The carrot was cut in two, with one half flying off and the other half bouncing on the cutting board.

The kitchen fell silent instantly.

"Uh—I think," Tong Hua carefully took the kitchen knife back from her hand, "it would be better if you waited outside."

"yes----"

Tibrim lowered her head dejectedly, like a scolded kitten, and slowly moved out of the kitchen. She found a place to sit at the dining table, rested her chin on her hands, and watched the busy figures inside with longing eyes.

Looking at her like that, Nagi couldn't help but chuckle and whispered to Tong Hua, "She's actually quite cute like this."

Tong Hua shook her head helplessly, but her hands didn't stop moving: "She's cute, but she's just too much of a troublemaker—"

With no one else to help, dinner was ready quickly.

"Dinner's ready!"

As each dish was served, "Tibrim's" eyes lit up immediately, and her earlier slight disappointment vanished in an instant.

"Wow!" She couldn't help but lean closer and take a deep breath.

Unfortunately, my nose was still completely stuffed with wood, so I couldn't smell anything at all; it felt like I had a severe cold.

However, by using magic to simulate the senses, one can smell the aroma of the dishes.

"This! This looks so delicious, Bree!" she exclaimed, pointing to a plate of golden-brown fried food.

"That's fried tree nut tempura, be careful it's hot." Tong Hua handed her a pair of chopsticks. "By the way, do you really want to eat it?"

"Of course we have to eat it!"

"It's okay, I can use spatial magic to transfer the chewed food to my original body, Brie."

After saying that, "Tibulim" awkwardly took the chopsticks and tried to pick up a piece.

Using only the puppet's not-so-nimble fingers, it was really difficult to control the chopsticks. She tried hard for a long time, but still couldn't pick them up—

"Ugh————"

"Here, let me help you pick it up."

Feng smiled, picked up a piece, and brought it to her lips. "Eat it."

"Thank you, Bree!"

Even though the body couldn't feel the temperature, "Tibrim" instinctively blew on it gently and then took a small bite.

"Click."

The crispy outer shell crackles between your lips and teeth, followed by the warm, sweet juice of the fruit inside.

"Tibrim's" eyes widened instantly!

"It's delicious!"

Click, click—Bree~

"Tibulim" chewed intently, occasionally letting out satisfied sounds.

Tong Hua and Feng exchanged a smile as they looked at her absorbed expression.

"Terror!" "Meow!" "Whoosh~ Nasu!"

The other Pokémon on the ranch also happily started eating, and for a time, the atmosphere in the house was quite lively.

At the dinner table, the conversation naturally flowed.

"Speaking of which," Feng swallowed a mouthful of vegetable soup, as if suddenly remembering something, and looked at Tong Hua, "Tong Hua, did you know that Chicory Village is holding a summer festival in early August?"

"A summer festival?"

"Yes, it's a regular event in early August every year."

Feng nodded, his short brown hair swaying gently with his movements. "It's similar to the spring festival, as well as the autumn harvest festival and the winter thanksgiving festival."

It won't just be in the village; the neighboring town of Fengrao will also be hosting the event. There will be food stalls, game stands, and a fireworks display at night. It's arguably the most important event of the summer!

"Fireworks Display!"

"Tibrim" immediately raised her head, a small piece of tempura still in her mouth, her eyes sparkling. "I want to see! I want to see! I want to see fireworks, Brie!"

"If you want to go, then go! Speaking of which, many of our friends on the ranch haven't joined us for the spring flower viewing yet. Let's take this opportunity to go and have fun together."

"Yay!"

And so, dinner drew to a close in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

"Tibulim" tasted almost every dish on the table. Although she only ate a little bit of each, her satisfied expression made Tong Hua feel more gratified than any praise.

After the meal, Feng helped clear the dishes and then got up to say goodbye.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Tong Hua."

Your cooking skills are getting better and better.

She stood at the entrance of the ranch, the moonlight shining on her and making the ends of her brown hair shimmer slightly. "We'll arrange a specific time for the festival later. Let's invite Jessica too, and we can all go sightseeing together."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After the wind subsided, the pasture returned to the tranquility of the night.

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