[Katekyo Hitman Reborn! + Pokemon] Conquering the World with a Buzzwole

#On how to get rid of facial paralysis without expression for too long# #OnFutureWhat exactly did I do?! # #On the protagonist of this world, his head will be on fire# #On the future, I seem to be best friends with Giratina?! #

The Golden God accidentally poked me in a cute spot!! And it's very powerful. Hey, hmm?

I really want to know what her expression would be like if she sensed that Jin was in trouble and rushed to the rescue when she happened to see Jin God saying to Rabbit Ji, "Then, I want you."..._(:зゝ∠)_ Mohegan God: Then, I want you. 27:!? Σ00 (Scared out of death state) Sister Wu: ... Vongola, where is my cute little bird? Don't tell me that the little birds were turned into Super Birds by you and you also cleared the contract with me... Mohegan God: Persian cats with different colored eyes are not within the scope of my guide. I have already conquered birds all over the world (in the PM world) and am the greatest bird trainer in history! Sister Wu:… 27:... (The expression on Liu Daogui's face is even scarier than the last time Birds went missing. TAT) (So after the future chapter, the appearance of the skeleton owl made Rabbit Ji full of all kinds of subtle complaints but did not have the courage to express them...)

#HelpI haven't spoken to anyone for a long time, how can I speak human words? Urgent, waiting online!

Ah Jin, please summon your nature... Ah no! It's a Pokémon!! (Cross it out) Cut a radish and cook it! After all, after eating two, there's still a lot left! (Cross it out) It's so painful that it's dirty both inside and outside the garbage recycle bin!!

Cloud beans are the water thrown out by the married daughter.

I crossed the mountains, climbed over the iron fence, and lurked here, just to hit you with one! Ah, Alu, I'm back after so many years. But why did you become the king of traps? QAQ

If I call you a scammer, do you dare to agree? I went through almost all the traps in a few days

The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair hanging all over my face and nails falling off. Climbing towards you step by step, my hand passes through your black hair, my resentment passes through your network cable, do you know who I am? Please update.

The princess is yandere and the witch is paranoid. Identification completed