Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

Although Cynthia had already confessed to him before, he still didn't expect her to be this persistent. She even dreamed about him, which made Kazama Shiromo feel a little ashamed. This feeling was really something he cared about.

Cynthia stopped singing and stared blankly at the man walking towards her, as if she were in a daze. From this vantage point, it was clear that the eyes of that eight or nine-year-old girl were filled with something called love.

Those few glances I made at you in the crowd really felt just like love!

But they're such a mismatch! The girl in front of me, Cynthia, looks like she's only eight or nine years old, but this guy, Bai Mo, has the height and looks of a grown man. If I agreed to this kind of love, I'd definitely be sent to the police station!

Miss Officer Jenny, please let me explain. Things aren't really as you think. It's more like this...

Suddenly, the scenery before Kazama Shiramo's eyes changed, as if he had been transported to another world. All that remained before him was a small chair, a small table, a small teacup, and a small... Cynthia.

Yes, right in front of me is Cynthia, an eight or nine-year-old Cynthia with a little baby fat on her face, making her exceptionally cute!

And so, the still slightly chubby Cynthia spoke up: "Senpai, I, I..." Cynthia's face flushed red: "Senpai, I, I like you, please go out with me!"

Cynthia's eyes shone with a light that was irresistible!

Kazama Shiramo was completely bewildered. Why did things suddenly turn out like this? Wasn't he just spying on things from the sidelines? Why did things suddenly change like this?

But no matter what Kazama Shiramo thought, he was now in a situation where he had no choice but to act. The light in Cynthia's eyes was not fake; it was a look of expectation that he would respond to her feelings.

If feelings can't be reciprocated in real life, can't we at least hope to reciprocate them here?

Those expectant eyes, those bright, sparkling eyes, seemed to hold a whole starry sky, a sky full of countless fairy tales waiting to be told to them, little by little!

But is it really possible?

Kazama Shiramo looked at the eight or nine-year-old girl in front of him and thought that agreeing to that was a crime!

"Senior...can't you?" Cynthia grabbed Kazama Shiro's sleeve, looking at him with teary eyes, her gaze seeming to say that if he didn't agree, he should be struck by lightning!

me……

Kazama Shiromo hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say.

"senior……"

Cynthia snuggled closer to Kazama Shiro, resting her little head against his chest: "Is this not even okay?"

Is this not even acceptable?

So why did it turn out like this? Kazama Shiromo recalled the look in Cynthia's eyes today, the look in her eyes when she told him she liked Shiromo. It was so unrestrained, yet so desperate, an indescribable despair that made one deeply understand that fatal love!

Can't it even be done in a dream?

Kazama Shiromo wavered slightly. Looking at the pleading look in little Cynthia's eyes, Kazama Shiromo couldn't help but speak up.

It's definitely not because of any lolicon or anything like that; it's simply because I can't resist these feelings.

"Okay." Kazama Shiro couldn't help but nod, agreeing to Officer Jenny's request to have him arrested and turned into an R&B girl, thus unknowingly embarking on a path of no return!

"It's just a dream," Kazama Shiramo thought, trying to escape the thought.

Chapter 154: Much More Skilled This Time

What would it be like to have a girlfriend who is a little girl? I believe many people would like to experience it.

Of course, you should experience this feeling in your dreams. I don't want a rumor to suddenly spread in the group one day that a certain group member has been invited to the police station for tea by the police because of some indescribable incident.

Just a quick reminder: it's not illegal for people over 14 to be willing, but I'd advise girls to be at least 16 to be considered attractive!

"Bai Mo, Bai Mo, feed me cake!" Cynthia smiled sweetly, her young, slightly chubby face exuding an indescribable sweetness.

"Okay." Bai Mo took a spoon and fed Cynthia the cake spoonful by spoonful, a happy smile on his face.

"Bai Mo, come swing with me!" Cynthia sat on the swing, gently adjusting her cute little dress, and looked longingly at Kazama Bai Mo.

"Here you are." Kazama Shiromo walked behind Cynthia and gently pushed the swing, making it sway softly.

"Higher, higher, please."

"Okay, then go even higher!"

"Higher! Higher!"

"It can't go any higher." Kazama Shiromo smiled like a kind old father looking at his daughter.

"Um, Bai Mo, give me a hug." Cynthia stopped swinging, stood on the ground, turned around, looked at Bai Mo, and stretched out her arms, wanting a hug.

"Okay." Kazama Shiromo smiled and pulled Cynthia into his arms. This feeling was wonderful; he was getting a taste of what it was like to be a father...

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Wait a minute, Kazama Shiramo suddenly fell into deep thought. Who am I? Where am I? What am I here for?

Kazama Shirobuchi fell into thought, as if he had forgotten something he shouldn't have forgotten, but it was nice to just quietly stay with Cynthia like this.

It's good, until the end of time, when only you and I are left...

"Bai Mo, kiss!" Cynthia smiled as she looked at Kazama Bai Mo. The small body and big eyes looked so familiar, almost unexpectedly familiar. If it wasn't Cynthia, then who was it?

"Bai Mo, I want a kiss!!!" Cynthia pouted, looking a little unhappy, but also a little coquettish, which made Bai Mo feel a little unreal.

Something's not right, something's really not right.

Why is Cynthia like this? Why is Cynthia like this? Shouldn't Cynthia be like this?

If Cynthia isn't like this, then who is? And why did Cynthia become like this?

Bai Mo felt a sharp pain in his head. Everything before him seemed so real, yet he was also inexplicably puzzled. Why was this happening? What was wrong with him?

"Bai Mo wants a kiss!" Cynthia stood on tiptoe, her eyes wide, looking a little sulky. "Kiss me now, are you going to kiss me or not!"

So cute, so incredibly cute...

Kazama Shiramo looked at Cynthia in front of him, and that familiar feeling surged up again, those lips that made him want to kiss her—no, that's not right!

Deep down, she seemed to be rejecting him, but Kazama Shiramo's lips were already slowly approaching Cynthia's. Cynthia closed her eyes, her waiting expression resembling that of someone in love.

Why am I hesitating? Why don't I understand?

Isn't this kind of life incredibly joyful? Every day is filled with happiness, without thinking or doing anything, as if time has frozen into eternity, like the beauty of amber sealed away, dreamlike and eternal.

This feeling is so unreal.

There was no arguing, no noise, no exhaustion after get off work, no surprise when the door opened, no mundane details of daily life—this kind of love was completely unreal…

That's not right.

At that moment, Kazama Shiramo was less than a centimeter away from the lips of the young girl version of Cynthia. Cynthia had already closed her eyes, and in front of her was a perfect little face that every boy dreamed of.

An angelic face, a face that secretly rejoiced during three years in prison, a face that smiled as it walked the road to the underworld—yet Kazama Shiramo, like a skilled driver, slammed on the brakes.

"No, Cynthia."

Kazama Shiramo pressed down on Cynthia's shoulder. Cynthia tilted her head back, but couldn't see the expression on Kazama Shiramo's face.

Because Cynthia is a bit short now...

"Why……"

"A lie can't last a lifetime."

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……

It shattered, as if glass had been suddenly broken. In an instant, all the images shattered, the dreamlike illusions vanished, leaving only a clean, white expanse, just like at the beginning, making it impossible to discern anything.

The young girl version of Cynthia disappeared, and the adult version of Cynthia returned, standing in front of Kazama Shiramo, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Why? Can't it be me?" Cynthia looked up slightly at Kazama Shiromo, her trembling shoulders reflecting her sorrow. But she saw Shiromo smiling.

"Why did you do this, Cynthia?" Kazama Shiramo gently stroked Cynthia's face, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I thought you liked it this way." Cynthia accused the wicked man before her, uttering a line that brought tears to the eyes of many.

"What do you take me for, some kind of lolicon?!" Kazama Shiromo tried to deny this accusation with a straight face, an accusation that could even lead to questioning Officer Jenny.

"But you were clearly very happy before..."

"That's not because you're a little girl." Kazama Shiramo looked into Cynthia's eyes and began using the essential coaxing techniques of a scumbag: "It's just because you're Cynthia." After saying that, Kazama Shiramo seemed to understand the crux of the problem, and gently leaned down to kiss Cynthia's lips.

It's very soft and feels great.

It seems there are no more suitable adjectives, because Cynthia's wide-eyed stare proves her shock and that she doesn't know how to use the simple trick of sticking her tongue out of the hole.

It was only a short while, but a kiss without tongues is indeed imperfect.

Their lips parted, and Cynthia paused for a moment, then looked at Bai Mo and asked a blank question: "Can we do it again?"

Kazama Shirasumi: ? ? ? ?

Cynthia: "That was too fast, I didn't feel anything. Please do it again!"

Kazama Shiramo felt it was time to teach Cynthia some basic knowledge, since it didn't count as cheating in a dream, right?

Looking into Cynthia's eyes, overflowing with curiosity, Kazama Shiramo lowered his head and kissed her lips again, this time with much more practiced ease.

P.S. I'd like to recommend Qingdi's "I'm Really Not the Demonic Cult Leader." You all know what Qingdi's books are like. Regarding that bastard using my QQ profile picture as the cover image, I'll definitely kill him when I get the chance.

Missing Persons Return

A lot has happened, and I've come to realize that I'm not someone who can be fickle.

I should finish this book as soon as possible. I originally planned to finish it in February, but it's been delayed until now and there's still a large part of the plot left unwritten. Anyway, I'll write two chapters every day next month and I'll definitely finish this book by April.

See you all tomorrow!

Chapter 155 Kazama Shiramo's Capture Plan

In the Sinnoh region, above the ocean, humanoid Lugia and Ho-Oh are being held in Palkia's hands, one in each hand, looking like two princess sisters who have been kidnapped by an evil dragon, appearing quite pitiful.

Without a doubt, Ho-Oh and Lugia failed. The difference in their combat power was too great, and they didn't even have a chance to escape in the face of such an encirclement.

"That's good then." Arceus smiled happily, and if it weren't for the barely concealed anger in his eyes, one would have thought that Arceus had recently been enjoying a period of great popularity with women.