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"Is there anywhere Sweetie wants to go?"

Unlike her queen-like cold and aloof temperament after her evolution, Sweet Wuni is now more like a charming young girl.

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Sweetie looked at her master, who was clearly forcing himself to appear as energetic as before, and secretly sighed, just like Dr. Kukui:

"Sweet (Let's go shopping then, and wait for Mr. Xia Ming to arrive while we shop.)"

Great, we've decided on our destination.

All that’s left is…

Ding! A wild Pokémon has jumped out and challenged you! Should you refuse to battle?

Ding! A wild bikini-clad lady has jumped out to challenge you! Should you refuse the challenge?

Ding! It seems there's a massive battle between trainers and Pokémon taking place in the area ahead. Should we avoid it?

A barrage of battle notifications appeared, almost like a screen-filling notification.

There are just too many trainers lately!

The short journey from Pokémon School to Hauerle City involved rejecting battle requests from seven Pokémon and five Trainers, avoiding the recently popular beach battleground.

Finally standing in the police station at the entrance, Mao looked back at the hellish scene behind her with a mix of helplessness and envy, and asked Officer Jenny, who was resting, for information:

Have any new problems arisen in the recent regional invitational tournaments?

"It seems to be the first team that lost all their points matches and has no chance of advancing even if they win all their remaining matches. I remember it was a team from Padiyah."

"Then a girl named Nemo declared that she would achieve a hundred consecutive wins, which really got everyone excited."

Officer Jenny, crouching like a hound in her post, scanned the trainers' battles with the sharp eyes of an eagle.

It seems that if anyone breaks the rules even slightly, the police will immediately be dispatched and beaten until they kneel down.

Ah ha ha……

Mao chuckled dryly. For someone who didn't usually enjoy battles, this news was just a nuisance.

But then Sweet Wuni tugged at her sleeve, and when she turned around, she saw this scene:

A pretty girl with a Sylveon and a small red hat was furtively following them...

Ash Ketchum?!

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hiss.

In that instant, the human instinct known as "eating melon seeds" or "gossip mentality" swept through Mao's brain.

This has nothing to do with personality. Even if it were Shui Lian, Lillie, or Mamane, they would probably be curious when they saw this scene.

There are girls who like Ash Ketchum or something...

This is an even more explosive and novel topic than Dr. Kukui suddenly announcing his marriage!

As for why he could tell at a glance that the other person liked Ash?

Wow, didn't you see that girl's expression—a mix of worry, nostalgia, and determination?

I swear in my grandmother's name and on a woman's intuition, something must have happened between these two people!

"Sweet? (Should we secretly follow them and take a look?)"

As if she were on the same wavelength as her trainer, Sweetie suggested from the side.

"Well, that's not a good idea."

That being said, it was clear that the little cook, Mao, had already secretly taken steps.

This is a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

So, after the oriole, are there any eagles?

Yes, brother, yes.

Clutching Sweetie, Mao secretly followed behind the girl in the red hat. He casually grabbed a travel magazine from the newsstand to conceal himself, observing the two out of the corner of his eye.

"Sweet? (Why hasn't she gone up to talk to me yet after following me for so long? I'm so anxious!)"

Shh!!! She's fixed her bangs twelve times already! This is definitely the one!

The gossip-loving cook, who had completely forgotten her previous fatigue, excitedly whispered, "Look at her following behind, opening her mouth repeatedly, it's definitely 'uh-uh-uh'?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Tian Wuni abruptly pushed her head to the side.

"What's going on... Waaah?!"

Beneath the cover of the travel magazine, the young chef Mao's pupils dilated in shock.

Behind the seaside greenbelt, something was trembling unnaturally. A wisp of blue hair stuck out from among the branches and leaves. A Pogarman holding binoculars was secretly lifted up by a girl, complaining in dissatisfaction:

"Poga! Poga! (Idiot! Lower yourself, you're about to be exposed!)"

Meanwhile, behind the green belt, a girl dressed as a tourist, wearing an orange bow, looked surprised.

"Xiaoguang?"

Mao nearly tore the travel magazine in her hand in two: "Triple... triple stalking?!?"

Excuse me, there's another figure in the sky, faintly visible in the clouds.

It’s the fourth tail row! ! !

If we include Mao, who just wanted to watch the drama unfold...

This...this is a damn five-fold War God!!!

Faced with a terrifying future of chaos that is almost visible to the naked eye, how will this extraordinary boy who loves Pokémon withstand it? How will he possibly resist it!

The answer is:

It doesn't matter.

Completely oblivious to the five powerful warriors behind him, the extraordinary boy who loved Pokémon didn't even bring Rotom. He simply carried his Pikachu, with six Poké Balls at his waist, and arrived at the crowded Karavi Bay.

Surprisingly, the trainers who would be enthusiastically interacting anywhere—by the roadside, in the forest, by the sea, or anywhere else—remained silent and solemn here.

Among them, you can see some gym leaders, and even Elite Four members.

But here, everyone is left with only one identity: a trainer who aspires to become stronger.

The ruins where powerful warriors clashed were not properly restored. Instead, the cratered grounds and the bay with its super-deep crater from the bombing were cordoned off with caution tape.

Everyone is doing the same thing...

I imagined, I imagined the scene I would see on that day.

A tiny spark shattered the dragon that shrouded the sky.

I feel regretful that I didn't get to witness that scene with my own eyes.

If you can't feel that unwavering determination, you can't be called a trainer at all.

“Pikachu, you know what… back in the Sinnoh region, I actually seriously considered whether I wanted to become a trainer like Shinji.”

"They even abandoned their original ideas at one point during the subsequent trip and instead used tactics and rigorous training methods that they had previously neglected."

The extraordinary boy, a passionate Pokémon enthusiast, crouched down and whispered to his companion who had been with him since the beginning of their journey:

"Later, I gave up."

"Unacceptable."

"I absolutely cannot accept a battle that is useless except for being powerful."

"Friendship, love, trust, bonds—even if I lose, I want to express it in the battle, to express how wonderful it was to meet you all."

"I don't understand any moves, tactics, characteristics, or teamwork. I don't understand any of the things that can make people stronger."

"Okay, I will not lose. This statement never refers to winning the battle, but to the trust between us."

"Losing is to be expected, but winning makes me complacent. No wonder no one thought I would win, because I myself didn't think I would win."

"I've been using the excuse of 'children don't understand' to avoid the issue."

"However, I recently suddenly figured something out."

"Pickup?"

An amazing boy who loves Pokémon reaches for the Poké Ball at his waist.

The first one.

Charizard, it seems we made a promise when we parted: if you become the world's number one Charizard, let's meet again.

The second one.

Pidgey, I promised to come and get you. Are you like that Politoed Frog, constantly training yourself and waiting for my return?

The third one.

Lizard King, I called upon you, and you answered my call, rising even though you were badly injured, and even defeated Darkrai, but I myself fell.

The fourth one.

　Group of <貳> other scars 々 cover other three tumors investigate the Fiery Monkey, as long as it's you, it will definitely burn with a raging fire no less fierce than that day.

The fifth one.

Krookodile, I'm sorry, Trainer, you're disheartened. You even went to fight all by yourself, all by your own strength.

The sixth one.

Greninja, can you still unleash that golden underwater sword like you did back then?

"I was wondering before why everyone had become so strong, so strong that I couldn't understand it anymore."

"So, it turns out I betrayed you. I really no longer believe that victory can be achieved through friendship and bonds alone, but I still insist on using this way of fighting."

"I don't believe that love can become stronger than being strong for the sake of being strong."

But now, someone has done it.

With love and faith alone, even Miss Cynthia was defeated.

It turns out everyone was striving to move forward.

The things that used to be holding me back are now gone.

"This time, we really want to aim for number one in the world."

The amazing boy who loved Pokémon stroked Pikachu's little head and whispered:

"Let's break through the impassable sea ahead! Xiaoxia, Xiaogang, Xiaomao, and everyone else are waiting for us up ahead."

"Pikachu, I don't want to be a child anymore. Can you lend me a hand?"

"Pickup."

"Great, now I should be able to do anything."

P.S.: There must be a reason for the late update.

So what exactly is the reason?

Eh!

Surely no one thinks that they don't need to go on blind dates after the Lunar New Year?

P.S.: "Swapping Bodies to Solve the Problems of Women with Different Sexual Characteristics"

The final Python file.

A brief review in one sentence: Because it is so soft and cute, the author, Uniquere, is already the supreme being in the realm of literary love.

His reader group was in an uproar, and they didn't even dare to appeal. 99% of the chat content was about whether Wen Ai had made a mistake.

happy.

Synopsis: Toyokawa Shoko, weeping with her head tilted back on a rainy day.

Yoro Nai, searching for a place to belong in the empty parking lot.