Chapter 13: Home Status Won’t Hold For Long
Eevee’s treatment made Li Wei feel extremely envious.
Li Wei told his mother about his ‘disdain’ for the bald Eevee, originally planning to use public funds to buy her a few small clothes to cover up her current bald state.
But unexpectedly, his mother had her own unique way of solving problems.
After one phone call, in just half an hour, a group of stylishly dressed young ladies wearing high heels and sunglasses, with long legs and slim waists, arrived at his home.
After bowing respectfully in unison to his tyrannosaurus mother, they took various tools from their personal bags and walked toward Eevee, who was still lying on the cushion enjoying a massage.
One young lady holding a tape measure picked up Eevee and carefully measured the data of her various body parts.
This was the only part Li Wei could understand.
As for the rest, like Doraemon’s pocket, Li Wei really didn’t understand them.
They took out various instruments from the small bag, some big and some small.
But no matter what, the size of the instruments pulled out clearly didn’t match the model of the bag at her waist?
Was this something that could fit by squeezing?
Li Wei found these magical instruments somewhat familiar; he had seen similar ones when accompanying his mother to the beauty salon before.
And now seeing their actual use, it was indeed so.
The group surrounded Eevee, checking her paws one moment and her face the next, then focusing most of their energy on her disaster area—the bald spot.
The group conducted a fifteen-minute observation and sample collection on Eevee’s exposed skin and the different fur on various parts of her body.
Finally, after ‘sampling was complete,’ the group gave a spectacular bow and hurriedly left.
Li Wei thought this was the end of it, perhaps just measuring Eevee’s basic body data, but unexpectedly, that evening after dinner, a suited, sunglasses-wearing buzz-cut man knocked on the door and dropped off three large boxes.
Just looking at the item list on the boxes made Li Wei feel uncomfortable all over.
Like he had eaten a box of lemons.
No, one box wasn’t enough; he needed to eat three.
At this moment, Li Wei just wanted to sing “Lemon” to vent the unhappiness in his heart.
Various completely incomprehensible luxury brand high-end custom clothes in all colors, comfortable materials, excellent styles, and various flashy but artistic logos······
Mom! She’s just an Eevee! Why!
Although if Li Wei carefully checked his own wardrobe, he would find his clothes were from the same brands as Eevee’s custom ones.
But! When a person is sour, they won’t think about these things.
As the ancient saying goes, just be sour.
A whole box of clothes—who knew why a mere bald Eevee deserved a box of clothes and accessories.
Just an Eevee—does she even deserve to wear clothes? Doesn’t she usually go out naked? Why all these fancy things?
So Li Wei completely abandoned his earlier thought from returning from the hospital of ‘making up a happy childhood for Eevee’; his mind was now full of ‘Eevee’s training plan’.
After all······ if doing Pokémon training, she wouldn’t have reason to wear so many nice clothes, right?
Fighting with head accessories? That’s not the right attitude!
With strong resentment, Li Wei opened the second box.
The second box was much more normal compared to the first, with a strong herbal scent hitting his face.
Looking at the labels on the packaging bags, Li Wei found they were all things prepared for Eevee: medicinal bath packs, incense, hair growth liquid, and so on.
Acceptable, still okay.
In the third box, on top was a document.
It was dietary pairing suggestions for Eevee’s injury recovery and ‘hair care’ from a senior nutritionist hired by the company.
Inside the box were the corresponding ingredients and such, enough for two weeks.
???
Mom? Why not get a nutritionist for your son?
Doesn’t your son need nutrition?
To be honest, Li Wei felt like he might not be his biological son.
Why?
She’s just an Eevee! Who is really the boss in this house!
He had just returned from the hospital, and mom showed no reaction, but for a mere Eevee······ a silly cute Eevee······ she does seem pretty adorable and likable.
Li Wei’s thought process was quite twisted; he quickly accepted reality.
After being sour, he silently sighed and, together with Mime Jr., put these things into Eevee’s wardrobe and storage cabinet.
Right, exactly.
In the short half day since Eevee arrived home, Li Wei’s room already had several storage cabinets and wardrobes for Eevee, and mom thoughtfully prepared some for Riolu too.
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Coming to the room, he carefully examined his room again.
The room was indeed very large, about five times bigger than his small room before transmigration.
Rest area and work area separated, with his dream high-end handsome desktop computer on the large computer desk.
As a boy, his room even had a walk-in closet full of clothes.
A wall of bookshelf, and a glass cabinet filled with various Pokémon figures.
Wow······
Very spacious and comfortable, simply the dream of a two-dimensional waste.
But······ damn it! Why!
Was he so sour?
The empty space he hadn’t even enjoyed yet had become Eevee’s leisure entertainment and living area.
Seeing the room’s style gradually taking Eevee’s shape, he really wanted to rush out and shout at his mom sitting in the living room with a face mask: Mom, I want some too!!!
But Li Wei completely underestimated his mom’s desire to raise a daughter.
The next day, with a few ‘beep beep beep’ sounds from a truck reversing, a young man in a blue work uniform carried in a box with a big milk can pattern.
This was the milk tablets his mom bought for Eevee.
Eevee was past the infancy period; drinking milk daily wouldn’t help her much.
So after research by mom and the nutritionist, concentrated milk tablets were very suitable for Eevee.
One each morning, noon, and evening, paired with various berries and meat nutritional meals, could make up for her infancy malnutrition and promote hair growth.
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Meat prices in this world were relatively expensive.
Similar to fruit prices in the former neighboring countries’ foot basin chicken and south stick, expensive due to scarcity.
Because this world was full of Pokémon, the status of once-prosperous wild animals was in jeopardy.
Mainstream foods like chicken, duck, goose, pig, cow hadn’t gone extinct yet, but through long evolution, they had become ‘endangered species,’ surviving under human protection since ancient times······ only to be eaten by humans.
Through societal development, the bad habit of eating Pokémon was long prohibited; now the meat everyone ate was from farm-raised sources, and seafood was from specially isolated breeding areas.
‘When humans in ancient times first learned to craft and use tools, they already had the habit of raising animals with Pokémon（illustration: Tyranitar） and eating them.’ —《History·Three》
To be honest, this world’s history was quite peculiar.
Last night before sleep, Li Wei had a sudden idea to study diligently and read some history books, but after flipping through his textbook for just a few pages, he suffered a major setback in life.
Every additional page made him eat more grass.
The former biology expert Li Wei had his worldview ravaged by this world’s culture last night.
The history book divided human origins into two theories.
One school’s view was the same as the former world: theory of evolution.
Humans evolved from primates.
Scientists claimed they believed in science.
The other school believed in Arceus.
These people were also scientists, researching Pokémon science.
Through massive literature and remaining records, they believed in the ancient things recorded on relic totems.
They firmly believed humans were created by the creator god.
To be honest, substituting the worldview into this Pokémon world, Li Wei surprisingly found the second theory quite reasonable?
Although the movie version only said ‘Arceus treats humans as friends,’ as the creator god who made this world, couldn’t the creatures appearing in it also be classified as his creations?
After all, this world already had many things different from game, manga, anime settings, so substituting the creator god as Pangu, Nüwa-like figures, thinking about creation of the world and humans······ it didn’t seem too wrong.
So that night, Li Wei was trapped in a philosophical puzzle of mythology versus science.
But this wasn’t something a chuunibyou teen could figure out; in the end, Li Wei gave up.
He no longer cared about logic.
He was just an ordinary transmigrator, without any lofty awareness; he’d leave this century-old puzzle to others.
He’d treat this as Lu Xun’s text, memorize it entirely to pass exams.
After self-abandonment, reading the history book felt good and refreshing.
But seeing the full bookshelf of ‘must-exam items,’ he could foresee the nightmare of cramming trainee trainer exam knowledge in the next two months.
Soul strikes, mental baptism, worldview friction, and physical torment.
Sore waist and legs, mental fatigue, feeling drained.
“Tsk tsk tsk, but now time is plentiful; I can slack off and learn slowly.”
As a chronic ddl patient, he now chose to hold Eevee and sleep.
Riolu’s incubator was placed on the bedside table.
Although the Pokémon Center staff had told him the Pokémon egg’s hatching time, Li Wei just wanted to keep this egg within sight.
Hatching time around 6-10 days; actually, staring hard from the sixth day would be fine, or even not staring before hatching since the machine would remind; no need to expend so much mental energy on this egg.
But he, Li Wei, insisted.
What if his Riolu hatched early?
Humans have premature births too; why not this egg!
Not wanting to miss the moment his Magic City property was born, Li Wei chose to stay with this egg day and night.
While waiting for Riolu to hatch and Eevee to recover, Li Wei’s every day was fulfilling and pleasant.
With mindsets like ‘I can train with Pokémon~’ ‘Still two months, no rush to review, can take a vacation~’, Li Wei hadn’t touched history books or the Pokémon Association exam books needing full reading and recitation these past few days.
These days, he wholeheartedly played happily with Eevee, and by the way, returned to his old profession—drawing book.
No, drawing proper little comics.
As an ACG enthusiast who started with digital painting, somehow he went astray like countless seniors, and while drawing, became a hentai master.
For this, Li Wei could only sigh with ‘the times are calling’.
Eevee now looked no different from a normal little Eevee, living healthily and playing happily, but Li Wei was still afraid she had mental issues.
He planned to wait for Riolu to hatch and grow a bit, at the time needing ‘mental guidance’ and ‘worldview shaping’, take his drawn little comics to tell them positive little stories; with illustrations to listen to stories, bright colors easier to attract their attention, and easier for these two kids to understand what he was babbling about.
After all, according to research, Pokémon’s average IQ equals a human eight-year-old child.
Some particularly outstanding ones could rival or even surpass humans.
Of course, there were definitely laggards; most Pokémon weren’t that bright.
Compared to Li Wei’s ‘busy’ schedule, Eevee’s daily life was simple.
Change dressing, sunbathe.
Doctor’s requirement: after wounds scab, best to tear off gauze daily to sun, put an Elizabeth circle on Eevee during dressing change for ventilation to aid recovery.
Then enjoy brushing fur, eat medicine, nutritional supplements, and milk tablets, and evening medicinal bath.
Every day when Li Wei soaked in the bath enjoying life, he would bring Eevee for her medicinal bath.
Both with a small wet towel on their heads, leaning back at the edge, arms spread enjoying life—the same expression was quite cute.
Life is so beautiful; if only without those two agonizing morning hours for Li Wei.
At his father Li Yuan Sheng’s request, Li Wei was dragged out by his dad for morning exercise every day.
After all, trainers in this world had basic physical tests.
In the wild, Pokémon fighting wasn’t enough; humans needed to run too, so Li Wei’s nightmare began.
Of course, for such healthy activity, Li Wei didn’t spare Eevee.
Anyway, examination showed her wounds basically healed; moderate exercise helped drug absorption and body health.
So every morning, two sleepy guys in matching sportswear followed dad for half-hour morning run, then an hour and a half of exercise in the home gym.
Li Wei was forced to do various exercises with dad; honestly, though it looked terrifying and impossible, this world’s him seemed ‘strong’ and grass resistant; screaming ‘impossible!’ inwardly, he easily completed the morning exercise.
A bit weird, mind and body totally out of sync, but Li Wei’s overall feeling was good; who wouldn’t want Saitama-like physique.
Hehe, free gain, so comfy.
While Eevee slow-walked on the treadmill, doing basic aerobic exercise.
After all, Li Wei wasn’t a devil; he feared her wounds reopening.
After exercise, Li Wei habitually took Eevee for a shower and to freshen up.
Waking at five for morning exercise was ridiculous; Li Wei barely had time to freshen himself, let alone help Eevee.
Raising Pokémon in this world was surprisingly realistic.
Except Pokémon being little fairies who didn’t need to toilet—which surprised Li Wei—everything else was so real it was unbelievable.
They needed to brush teeth and wash faces like humans!!
Not even shown in anime!
For quadruped Eevee, freshening was simple: brushing teeth with special cleaning soft clay to chew or a small toothbrush.
Face washing not with foam; wipe with dedicated no-rinse cleanser, then clean eye corners with water.
Eevee didn’t resist baths like feline Pokémon, saving Li Wei worry.
Dryer for small plush Pokémon made Li Wei feel even if this world’s tech tree was skewed, it had benefits.
Just one minute to dry Eevee’s wet fur; no worry of damp skin causing ringworm—super convenient.
After drying, comb the fur, and the shiny bald Eevee was freshened up.
Had to say, since bringing Eevee home, Li Wei basically stopped wearing black clothes.
Unless Mime Jr. thoughtfully used a lint roller to clean his abused black shirt and pants, he wouldn’t wear them.
Under big demon king Li Yuan Sheng’s supervision, one person and one Eevee forced into regular schedule; Eevee’s body gradually recovered, good nutrient absorption, signs of hair growth.
Days passed like this day by day.
April 8th morning, 9:31.
When Li Wei finished breakfast and returned to his second-floor room, he saw the incubator on the table flashing, and with a little star bell reminder, the hatching chamber automatically opened.
Kacha, kacha, the Riolu egg’s shell began to crack.
Then large pieces of shell fell off, and a small blue dog-like creature appeared before Li Wei.
Its legs and lower torso black, a yellow collar on its neck, a blue little tail dragging behind, white round spots on each front paw.
After a few soft whimpers, Riolu opened his red eyes.
As a newborn Pokémon, the first sight upon opening eyes was two huge faces.
One fluffy with two upright ears and black-brown eyes; the other weird, only hair on top of head, appearance different from the fluffy one nearby; though strange-looking, there was a mysterious closeness.
In this situation, little Riolu followed instinct.
He crawled toward Li Wei, stretched out his arms, and made a “Riolu~” sound, as if asking for a hug.
Li Wei was overjoyed, raised an eyebrow at Eevee beside him with a victorious smile, grabbed a blanket from nearby, wrapped Riolu, and picked him up.
As a newborn Pokémon, besides basic warming after birth, the child needed a bath first.
Egg-born Pokémon weren’t as easy as imagined.
Body somewhat sticky from albumen, so first clean the newborn Riolu.
Pokémon hatching far more realistic than in anime; with only superficial knowledge, Li Wei held Riolu somewhat at a loss.
But luckily, dad and mom in the living room heard the incubator sound from upstairs and rushed up, helping Li Wei a lot.
Because Riolu was small and shy, he only felt close to Li Wei, the aura human.
So experienced parents couldn’t help much, just stood by as armchair generals.
Li Wei turned on all bathroom heaters, and under Mime Jr.’s guidance, found a small tub safe enough not to drown Riolu if he messed up.
Mom helped add moderate warm water; then under parents’ back-and-forth guidance, Li Wei safely cleaned this Riolu.
Overall, though sweaty, this novel process made Li Wei very happy and satisfied.
After all······ ‘this is my property!’
After cleaning, drying, and fur drying, Riolu drank some newborn essential nutritional milk and soon fell asleep.
After all, a cub; loving sleep is inevitable.
Sweaty Li Wei washed his face in the bathroom; on returning to the room to watch his little Riolu sleep, he was stunned to see dad, mom, and Eevee surrounding the cradle with Riolu, all concerned and cautious, not daring to breathe.
While Mime Jr. stood nearby like a model worker recording this ‘heartwarming’ scene.
At this moment, Li Wei didn’t know whether to eat lemons or join them.
He felt like if this continued, his status at home would soon be unstable······
After standing at the door a while, Li Wei clicked his tongue and chose to join the ‘heartwarming’ onlookers.
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Feels like something’s off.
I think I need to write less······
ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh
Another day of flop scores.
《Timo’s Flop Little Diary》
June 18th, Thursday, rain.
Outside drizzling rain, raindrops pattering on the ground, drip drop, drip drop.
This sound like my backstage data dropping, drip drop, drip drop, drip—no, it’s pouring.
Today’s recommendation votes dropped again, collections gone, still no big shot attention.
Other kids have big shots adding to bookshelves, but I don’t.
Ah, raining, so cold.
This newspaper isn’t warm······
Hope to survive tonight.
Sigh.
See you tomorrow.
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