13 Feas (2/2)

Hana smiled. ”Summon Glaceon, Monferno, and Zorua.” In a flash, the three appeared.

Glaceon, upon seeing that they weren't summoned to battle, padded to Hana and settled down. It's blue ears twitched curiously at the bubbling hotpot. The lazy Blackie jumped into Hana's lap, though it looked less sleepy than usual. Only Monferno was eager to meet new people.

”You can summon more now?” Renae looked at the elegant looking blue creature. They were all adorable! Rina's eyes trained on Blackie with adoring eyes.

Hana patted Glaceon on the head. ”These are Pokemon, or my summons if you will. Glaceon here, is an ice type. Monferno is a fire type, and Blackie is a dark type.”

”Ferno!” Monferno patted its chest excitedly. It swung over to Renae with a grin.

Renae marveled at the fire monkey. ”They all have elemental abilities?” Hana nodded. ”No wonder you managed to clear dungeons! They look so unique. I have never seen summons like this before.” She shook hands with Monferno, laughing.

”Monferno, can you barbecue these skewers?” The fire Pokemon looked happy to be useful because it took the basket of skewers to the window to roast.

To Renae's shock, a torrent of flames rushed out from the Pokemon's mouth, roasting the meat in its hand. That single attack was around mid C-ranked ah! If the others were just as strong, Hana's team alone was an average B-ranked!

She smiled inwardly. You have changed Hana, but it seems to be a good change.

”Sister, can I feed Blackie?” Rina asked.

Hana startled. Feed? She recalled that Rina liked to give Blackie leftovers in the past. But did the Pokemon need to eat. In anime, they ate Pokemon food, but in the weeks that she had them, she never fed them . . . .

'System?'

[The cards in question have been modified to fit this world. Your Pokemon do not require sustenance but they may enjoy intaking it. It will do them no hard nor good.]

”You can feed him.” Blackie seemed to enjoy human food because it ate with more speed that it moved. Glaceon seemed more interested in the pot itself than the food, while Monferno rather roast the skewers than eat.

Eventually, Hana brought out the cake. Renae was stunned. ”Is this a cake?”

”Yeah, an opera cake.” Hana handed her a slice. She was confused by the exaggerated look of shock.

Renae used her fork to shift the delicate layers apart. Taking a bit of the cream, she licked it. ”Did you make this? It's delicious. I have never seen a cake done like this!”

Hana scratched her head. ”Really?”

”Well, I mean it's familiar, but your layers as so thin. Normal cakes only have two layers with cream in the middle. Or maybe it's because I don't eat cake often. Fruits salads are much better.”

Hana shrugged. As long as it tasted good, it was fine right? After bidding Renae goodbye, she took the slice of cake and went to her room.