It is no longer news that Oonio wears women's clothes on Qidao. Anyway, it is common for Karuna and the others to use him as a model.
Rejection is impossible. When everyone looks at him with extremely expectant eyes, Ouño will nod involuntarily...
This approach gave this group of people's nonsense that "the day Oonio can refuse loudly, it will prove that he has transformed" has a sense of truth.
Anyway, as far as Luther was concerned, he encouraged Onio to refuse.
Acerola continued to jump around until Luther pressed her on the head and forced her to calm down.
"The sun still rises from the east today, I've confirmed this."
"Tell me, why are you here, and why are you changing into new clothes?"
"You always said the plaid skirt I bought last time was beautiful, but I've never seen you wear it."
Luther ignored the "light" released from Acerola's sparkling eyes and continued.
"The skirt I bought is not good, but the one Huoyan and the others bought is OK?"
"Master, you won't make Sister Huoyan jealous of every piece of clothing, right?"
Luther pinched Acerola's face, almost subconsciously.
"Master, Master, it hurts!"
"Do you know why I pinched you?"
"I know, I know, I didn't answer the question!"
Luther was satisfied with Acerola's answer and let go of his hand.
This child is really careless. Shijana, Onio and Mary will all answer questions directly.
When it's Acerola's turn, she will tell you why you said these things from time to time...
I really miss the time when Acerola first came to the island...
"actually…"
"Ahem!"
The deliberate coughing brought Luther and others back to their senses.
The wild elves who had just watched the confrontation between him and Kasakura were watching the show and scored twice.
While talking to Acerola and the others, I completely forgot that there were so many people watching.
"Solve the problem first, and then you can continue chatting with your friends."
Luther, who had already figured out a way, suddenly became interested when he saw Acerola rubbing her cheek.
After repeating what happened quickly in Acerola's ear, Acerola rolled her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"My solution to the problem is very simple and violent. Master, do you want to take a look at it?"
At Luther's signal, Acerola walked quickly towards Kasakura.
"You just said that as long as you beat the wild elves until they are scared, the problem will be solved. So I want to ask you, what if another elf approaches after you leave?"
"Keep fighting!"
"Who beat you?" Arcelora smiled disdainfully, "Every time you hire a trainer, it is an expense, not to mention, the wild elves who are beaten away will also be angry in addition to fear. The next time they meet humans,
Maybe it will be vented on these innocent people."
"Who is responsible for this, is it you?"
The word "responsible" pressed heavily on Kasakura's heart. He wanted to refute, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
"It seems that you know very well that you can't stay here forever."
"What you did only solved the temporary problem, and didn't take into account the longer term. You were just playing the role of a hero to save the miners, and you didn't even consider that these people will have to deal with the surrounding wild elves for a long time."
Faced with the question thrown by Acerola, Kasakura was speechless for a moment, and he argued anxiously.
"I just want to help..."
"Help for what?" Arcelora interrupted him and continued to ask, "You said that my master's gentleness towards wild elves will hurt others, but you yourself cannot bear the corresponding responsibility."
"You beat the wild elves and leave, leaving the locals to bear their wrath. Self-satisfaction is yours, but the suffering belongs to the locals..."
"With all due respect, it's a bit shameless."
Upon hearing Acerola's words, the miners behind him hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Kasakura.
After all, Kasakura took the initiative to help by reducing the fee, and he is essentially a kind and good boy.
They also heard what they said just now, and quickly realized one thing.
In the end, the relationship between locals and elves can only be established by locals. The behavior of outsiders relying on force to suppress them is unstable and may also create hidden dangers.
The leader of the Black Gold Gym, Houtai, brought his friends here to help. He was a little slow, but he was really thinking about the future of this area.
The leading miner, who was convinced by Acerola's words, paid the fee to Kasakura and bowed in the direction of Luther.
"We just want to live and have no ill intentions towards them. We hope they can understand."
The elves eating the fruit stopped in unison.
After all, they couldn't let go of all the entanglements in their hearts. After saying these words and giving another slight salute to Luther and the wild elves, the miners left.
The wild elves looked at each other, looked at the fruits in their hands, and then looked at the holes they had made not far away. There were some things they wanted to say, but they couldn't.
Kasakura, who was left where he was, held the bounty in his hand and looked dully at Acerola who returned to Luther with a smile on her face.
Unlike Luther, Acerola is unreasonable and all her words are meant for her employers, the miners.
She did not believe that these miners would not make a living in the black gold market in the future, but as long as they were engaged in mining work, sooner or later they would have to deal with the surrounding elves.
Some truths are very simple, but people who are in the middle of the situation and dominated by emotions cannot detect them.
Do you want a future where you can live in peace, or a future where you are on the lookout for sneak attacks? This multiple-choice question is not difficult to answer.
As a peer of the same age, Acerola made Kasakura fall into deep contemplation. There was actually nothing clever about her actions.
Through chatting, she has learned that Kasakura is a kind person, and children of this age attach great importance to the word responsibility.
The kinder you are, the easier it is to feel afraid that your wrong choices will lead to chaos in the future.
No matter how hard he thought, he could not bear the consequences of making the wrong choice. Kasakura shuddered in fear.
"Look at you, you made Kasakura so nervous that he pulled his hair." Luther patted Acerola's forehead.
"That's because he is stupid. He shouldn't use force blindly for this kind of thing. Even Sirona is trying her best to communicate. Why does he think he is smarter than so many seniors?"
Acerola made no secret of her disdain for Kasakura.
"That's you. You have an unusually good brain among your peers. You can quickly see through the essence of things and draw your own conclusions."
"But it is still too difficult for them to think about these things. It is normal for them to think that their ideas are right and to implement them to the end."
Hearing Luther praise herself, Acerola was so proud that she put her hands on her hips and puffed up her chest.
"Master, can you tell me now, what is your method...?"
Acerola could not wait for Luther's answer, because at this time he had already walked to Kasakura.
Luther gently hugged Kasakura's shoulders and spoke to him with a smile.
Kasakura's eyes, which were originally a little depressed, regained their brilliance, and his entire face was filled with excitement.
From a frown and self-doubt, to a smile that clears the air, it only takes a few seconds.
He saw Kasakura taking out his cell phone, holding his master's wrist, and waited nervously for a while until Darkrai, Miaomiao and Gardevoir came into view.
With a snap, a group photo was released.
Acerola seemed to understand something, and then...she felt like she was being plotted by her master?
Kasakura still had the same momentum as when he argued passionately with Luther before. After a sudden change of attitude, he kept saying that he would think calmly and not act impulsively in the future.
Seeing Kasakura and Toad King leaving happily while staring at him in the photo, Luther sighed.
It can be considered that one thing has been accomplished.
"Master, you are deliberately hinting to me that he has a good heart so that I can take advantage of this, and you are also prepared for me to be a bad guy and you to be a good guy, right?"
"Oh, did you react?"
Luther didn't want to use his identity to pressure others, which would make Kasakura feel that his idea was right, but his identity was not equal, and he was forced to agree with another idea.
But after Acerola appeared, he had new ideas.
Acerola was a bastard, and he was a bastard. He did not use his status to suppress others, and encouraged Kasakura in the way of a senior, so that Kasakura began to reflect on whether his actions were too hasty after being stimulated by Arcelora.
Well, he is indeed a useful apprentice.
Huo Yan doesn't quite understand why people like Kasakura put so much effort into correction. He just thinks about the reckless approach of just hitting it and it's over, and sooner or later he will make a lot of enemies.
Huo Yan, who thought this way, didn't remember at all that she was a reckless person, and her impulsiveness in doing things was one of the best in Qidao.
Huo Yan originally wanted to find Mira to agree with him, but the moment she saw Mira, she understood.
Mira looked at Luther in a daze, and after a long time, she murmured to herself.
"It would be great if my former teacher could be like you."
Perhaps Luther really did not have a systematic teaching method and was not a truly qualified teacher.
However, he treats any child who may go astray and can't help but want to interfere with his meddling. This is a treasure that many children dream of but cannot obtain.
Mira is really jealous of Shijana and Acerola.
"Class reunion, Mira's?"
After hearing Acerola's reason for changing into new clothes, Luther's mind went blank for a few seconds.
"Where is Mira's classmate from? She's not..."
Luther spoke carelessly and halfway, his voice suddenly became quieter.
He remembered.
"That's right, my classmates from the orphanage, those good classmates who have been with me for almost eight years."
Mira held up a small envelope. The address on it was not an island, but a prison located at sea in the Sinnoh Alliance.
"My classmates are still thinking about me. They even wrote letters and delivered news about the gathering to the prison to let me feel everyone's concern."
Luther didn't feel Mira's joy after being cared for. This depressing sadness and anger almost made Mira's good expression control go out of control.
Mira's lips were trembling wildly, and it could be seen that she was trying not to say some extreme words.
Mira's childhood in the orphanage was the beginning when she could hardly see the sun.
Mira lived two different lives before meeting Luther and after meeting Luther.