Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 70 Summer Temple Fair
Xiaozhi threw the ball, and Gastly was caught in it. The red and white ball flashed and was teleported back to Oak Laboratory.

"Brother Natsume, I didn't defeat it. This is not good." Xiaozhi was a little worried.

Natsume told him that if his strength did not match or was not recognized by Pokémon, the Pokémon might run away at any time.

What's more, it's a ghost-type Pokémon that is invisible to the naked eye.

"Let's do this." Natsume said, pulling out a small white box from his pocket.

He stuffed thirty sticks of chili paste into the box, handed it to Xiaozhi, and instructed:

"Go to town later and take Gastly over. Give him two from time to time. If you don't have enough, come get some from me."

"Ah" Xiaozhi stared blankly at the rectangular flat box in his hand, feeling a little dazed.

Is this really useful?

"Let's go, Xiaogang." After the storm, Xiaoxia asked Xiaogang to leave.

"No, I want to wait for her here!" Xiaogang looked at the Husband-Waiting Rock affectionately.

"Me too!" Gastly disappeared and Kojiro returned to normal. He came behind Brock and sat down resolutely.

Obviously, he also saw a big sister with purple hair who looked exactly like Wangfu Stone.

"I will stay here and wait until dawn!" Xiaogang clasped his hands together, looking very sacred.

"Don't you think this Husband-Waiting Rock looks a lot like Kojiro?" Natsume suddenly spoke.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the Husband-Waiting Rock and then at Kojiro.

"Yes, meow, it really looks like it, meow!" Meow Meow and Musashi climbed up again without knowing when.

"It will look more like it this way." Natsume took out a long purple hairdo from somewhere and put it on Kojiro's head.

"Where did you get so many props?" Xiaoxia was too tired to complain. She always felt that Natsume seemed to have a treasure bag.

"Yes, yes, it will be exactly the same after putting on makeup!" Musashi said, took out his makeup bag, and started to work on Kojiro's face.

Soon, a beautiful "woman" with purple hair appeared, who was exactly like the Husband-Waiting Rock.

"Click!" Natsume took a photo to keep as a souvenir.

"I suddenly don't want to protect you so much." Xiaogang stood up.

Kojiro: "."

After Natsume's disturbance, both of them lost their mood and could only helplessly accept the fact that the purple-haired woman was also Gengar in disguise.

That night, Natsume sent a photo of Kojiro dressed as a woman to Ryujiro.

Xiaogang standing next to him was blurred by him, but Ryujiro still recognized that it was a man.

Treason! Treason!
Ryujiro was furious and immediately transferred 1 billion to Natsume, asking him to design another script for Kojiro.

In Ryujiro's opinion, Natsume's previous script was quite successful.

Because Kojiro actually called him and asked him questions like whether his parents were dead and whether his property was still there.
Kojiro actually cares about the family property, Natsume is simply a miracle doctor!
"Mr. Natsume, you must save my Kojiro and bring him back to the right path!"

Looking at the message and transfer information sent by Ryujiro on his mobile phone, Natsume touched his nose.

He originally sent it to the other party on a whim.

But now it seems that Kojiro's photos in women's clothing have unexpected economic value.

The group returned to the B&B and rested for a night.

The next day, Ash used Butterfree to exchange Gastly for him.

"Garsis, if you think I'm not worthy of being your trainer."

"Goodbye." Before Xiaozhi finished speaking, Gastly disappeared out of thin air.

Xiaozhi: "."

After a while, Gastly appeared again, and behind him was a red-eyed Gengar.

"Hehe." Gastly smiled at Gengar, indicating that he was just joking.

"Actually, I can't be your Pokémon for a reason." Seeing that he couldn't leave directly, Gastly planned to reason with him and appeal to his emotions.

"Every year during the Ghost Festival, I appear here and play a prank on my master, the original prototype of the Husband-Waiting Stone."

"Woo woo woo, otherwise if I leave, my master will be gradually forgotten. I won't let that happen!"

Gastly said this, a few tears coming out of his eyes.

Right, Xiaozhi was very touched:
"In that case, then you stay--ah!" A big bump appeared on Xiaozhi's head.

"A level 22 Gastly is a Pokémon based on a millennia-old Wife Waiting Stone. Are you really stupid or what?"

Misty retracted her smoking fist. "So you were lying to me?" Ash rubbed his head and looked at Gastly.

"Geng Ga!"

Behind him, Red-Eyes Gengar screamed, and Gastly trembled like a sieve.

"Forget it, I'll give you one of these!" Xiaozhi said, took out a chili paste, lit it, and handed it to Gengar first, and then handed one to Gastly.

"Hiss--ha!" Gengar took a breath skillfully.

On the side, Gastly followed suit.

"No matter what this is, my beliefs will not waver!"

"Hiss—ha!"

wrong!

"Hiss—ha!"

Wait!
"Hiss—ha!"

What is this!
After a while, Gastly and Ash signed the "Hot Mud Agreement", taking the first step to improve their relationship.

Natsume yawned and looked at the scene in front of him boredly.

Actually, the level of Ghost Pokémon has nothing to do with age.

This Gastly has indeed lived for a very long time. Judging from its reaction, it has something to do with the Husband-Waiting Rock, but not much.

At this moment, Natsume also discovered that the temptation of Spicy Mud was irresistible to Pokémon like Gastly.

Although the other poison-type Pokémon are also obsessed, they are far from this level.

Is it against Ghost + Poison Special Attack?
Natsume didn't know this and continued to fiddle with the high-level ball in his hand.

Soon, it was night.

The summer festival has officially begun!
"Charmeleon Tail Burnt Apple!"

"Snorlax Takoyaki!"

On the hillside, in front of the Wangfu Rock, Xiaogang looked up at the moon.

He didn't go to the temple fair, but came here directly, staring at the sky in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the temple fair, countless vendors were hawking their wares, many of which incorporated characteristics of their own Pokémon to attract customers.

"Panda Duck's headache roasted brain! Boiled for three hours with telekinesis!" A stall owner had a struggling duck tied to his head.

"Snorlax's exploding wheel cakes, he's so full!" A stall owner simply built his stall on Snorlax's belly and shouted out his wares.

"Magic wall puppet marshmallow, transparent barrier, you must go far away and tear it apart, meow!"

In a corner of the temple fair, Xiaozhi excitedly opened the magic wall doll marshmallow he had just bought.

"Huh? Why is there only one stick?" Xiaozhi realized belatedly.

Just as he was about to go find the stall owner to argue, Xiaoxia's voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Xiaozhi, let's go to the memorial dance together!"

Xiaoxia rarely tied her hair up, and let her orange hair hang down to her shoulders.

She was wearing a light yellow kimono with wave patterns, and her hairpin was inserted loosely at an angle.

Misty straightened her collar, her wooden clogs stepping over the shadows of the festival lanterns. She raised her chin, snorted softly, and smiled at the stunned Xiaozhi:
"How about it? Are you stunned by my beauty?" Xiaoxia said proudly.

"Ah, so you really are a girl?"

"Bang!" Due to some force majeure, Xiaozhi grew two centimeters taller.

Not far away, Natsume was exploring the route for advanced balls. He looked up and saw this scene, and he couldn't help but shook his head.

Alas, Xiaozhi is too straightforward. Aunt Hanako will have to worry about him in the future.

Unlike him, he has a very smart mind!
Behind Natsume stood Jiaozi.

She was wearing a moon-white kimono with a dark-colored glutinous belt, and her hair was tied diagonally with a green jade hairpin.

She lowered her head, her cheeks slightly red, like plum petals pressed by thin snow, her fingertips curled up and hidden in her sleeves. After a long time, she mustered up the courage to speak:

"Mr. Natsume, how about we go to the dance?"

"No time."

Natsume was working so hard that the file in his hand was burning with fire.

(End of this chapter)