This is my first time writing a Pokémon fanfiction. Don’t let me draw it, my hands are clumsy (I’ll learn later)

Note: This book is set in an urban setting. The protagonist is the heir of a noble family, so it's impossible for him not to find a wife. If you like Shangwen, please avoid it.

PS. Female lead: Shen Liluo

Once you travel through time, you inexplicably come to the world of Pokémon!

Did you originally major in research?

Read it!

Man, we gotta fight!

What?

My dad is a superstar and he wants me to follow in his footsteps and give me a superstar-level treasure?

NONONO, how can the king be worthy of my status!

Must start with a championship!

No, at least he has to be a quasi-god!

What?!

Dragonite is too fierce! Gengar is too evil! Mimikyu is too scary! Megazord is too social!

So I don't look like a good person?

Knock on the sack!

That's them!

It's not me, okay?!

[Magical Girl] + [No Romance] + [Plot-Driven] + [Multiple Identities]

As the former top magical girl of the Moonlight Rank, Mandrake became a wanted fugitive of the Magical Court after being forced to kill a teammate during a mission.

Corrupted by the incident, most of her magic was rendered useless—leaving her with only an improper and indecent form of tentacle magic.

To evade capture, Nan Yuli abandoned her identity as a magical girl, blending completely into the mundane world of ordinary people.

That is, until one day, her little sister suddenly announced her dream of becoming a magical girl—and, to Nan Yuli’s horror, seemed to be making real progress toward that goal.

At that moment, Nan Yuli panicked.

—Your big brother here is the Magical Court’s number one fugitive! If you become a magical girl, they’re going to dig into my past and expose me! What am I supposed to do?!

—And why, at your age, are you so determined to pursue this career path?

—As someone who’s been through it, let me tell you—it’s not great.

—What? You’re saying you only listen to Sister Mandrake?

—I f**king…

Thanks to her sister’s relentless efforts, Nan Yuli’s true identity was finally exposed.

Cornered by former comrades and old friends, the sly and cunning girl could only put on a weak and helpless expression.

“You… What do you want? D-Don’t touch my tent**les!”

Question: Beneath the starry sky, there stands a beauty. Her long black hair flows like eternal night, her bright eyes shimmer like the stars, her immense magic makes the world tremble, and her unparalleled beauty compels all beings to bow before her. Who is this beauty?

“That’s right, it’s me, the Queen of Witches, Dorothy!”

[Beng 2 to Feng 3? ] [Fun] [No swordsmanship] [Daily] [Battle? ] [Letting myself go the whole time] [Hahahaha, I'm not crazy, I don't need to take medicine! ]

The flaming spear boiled in my hand.

The fiery red cloak warms my soul.

The beating of my heart makes the world listen to my whisper.

The tragic story will be rewritten from this moment on.

Kiana looked at her elder sister in front of the door curiously: "Sister, why are you wearing a bed sheet and holding a branch? Aren't you cold in the snow?"

(The first chapter completes the time loop, the second volume is about the main story, and the third chapter is about daily life.)

Kiana is wandering, and the cook is autistic.

The sudden arrival of the answering space allows them to foresee their predetermined fate

. Looking at the story that should be full of sadness, is there any doubt about what needs to be done?

"As Mr. Ji Zi said to me, I will do my best to make this world what we want it to be!"

"It's us~Kiana"

"...Yes, this future that should be sad will never come!"