Ditto doesn't move

"Your smile looks very healthy now."

Mr. Xia Ming, who had somehow returned to the palace, addressed the person and Pokémon who were still standing there in a daze.

"No, shouldn't we be praising the smile? 'Healthy' is such a weird adjective!"

The little cook unconsciously made a sarcastic remark, but then her cheeks flushed slightly as if she realized something:

"Um, Mr. Xia Ming, there's something I've been keeping from you."

"Oh, that? I think I already guessed."

Eh? ! !

"That's so unfair!"

After uttering a surprised exclamation, the young cook said somewhat shyly:

"Because we were too focused on Tapu Finch, we didn't address the other issues."

"So, I need to ask the shrine to perform the final regression. Is that alright, Mr. Xia Ming?"

hum.

Xia Ming, the martial god who was also quite alert today, let out a groan that was difficult to decipher:

"Adults have their own lives, and children have their own lives. Forcing them to follow the same path often only leads to tragedy."

So, just do what you want to do.

"Thank you."

A perfect day is about to begin.

Volume Two: The Grand Alliance Chapter 177 Life will be change

"That's all I wanted to tell you about my doubts about Xiaozhi."

Before dawn, the cheerful signboard girl of the Aina Restaurant sat on her bed, recalling the things she had discussed with the reliable adults before leaving, and a smile appeared on her face that was different from every other time.

"Sweet (Are you ready, Mao?)"

This time, because she took the initiative to rewind, she was no longer as confused as before. Instead, she returned to the beginning with her companions. Sweet Wuni crawled out of her bed and excitedly asked her master.

"Ah, I know what to do now."

"We're going to do something big! We're going to do something big, Sweetie."

Like something a rebellious little boy would often do, he easily jumped from his bed to the floor.

Mao had never felt so light as she did now.

Of course, no matter how excited you are, you must wash up properly and prepare breakfast.

The head chef of Aina Restaurant, Mallow's father, was awakened by the clanging and banging of kitchen utensils in the restaurant. His daughter and her Pokémon had already disappeared somewhere.

The middle-aged man, scratching his head, pondered questions like, "Has my daughter reached the rebellious stage?" Then he noticed a breakfast on the table with a seemingly casually written text message underneath.

“I dreamt about my mom last night. She said she doesn’t need to worry about me anymore.”

"You old rascal, you always push everything onto me. You need to step up and do something!"

“Next time my brother comes back, let’s go for a walk together on the hillside that Mom loves most, which is covered with Gracidia flowers.”

The middle-aged man's pupils trembled for a moment.

No way! Has Dad been downgraded to the level of a stinky old man?

Being disliked by one's daughter...

Wow...

Hearing the huge, mournful cries coming from the distant Aina Restaurant behind them, the cheerful little cook subconsciously exchanged a glance with Sweet Wuni, and smiled knowingly.

Okay, Dad's problem is solved.

Next time I see my brother, I'll agree to help him pursue the girl he's always liked, on the condition that I stay home and help him out.

He walked along while calmly making a phone call.

They naturally rejected trainers who were eager to get up early in the morning and challenge passersby.

"Hmm, qu?+"

Her smile, which could be described as sweet and energetic, stunned the trainer who came to challenge her for a moment, even while she was on the phone, so much so that he easily let her go.

Damn, that child's smile is amazing. If I were to fight her, I would definitely witness some incredible new techniques.

The frustrated trainer thought to himself.

However, just like Mallow before, the trainer did not actively chase after him.

That confident and determined look in his eyes told him that the other person really had something very important to do.

Pokémon School, just before classes are about to begin.

Dr. Kukui, yawning and sporting dark circles under his eyes, was making coffee with a weary expression.

The Pokémon professor has only one idea on his mind right now...

I should have known better than to be so arrogant.

So, working overtime is such a terrifying thing?

Not only will it waste time and energy, but it will also make it difficult to even have a smile.

Xia Ming, you despicable man!

The phone rang at that moment, so much so that Dr. Kukui's hand, which was making coffee, trembled involuntarily.

Just like hearing an alarm clock ring in your sleep, it's enough to make your heart stop. Dr. Kukui is now even developing some PTSD from sudden phone rings.

Could it be that another project has run into trouble and I need to work overtime?

Swallowing hard with fear, the royal masked man, who already understood what the mask of pain meant, answered the phone as if being tortured, with the thought of dying a heroic death.

"Doctor, everyone wants to take a day off from school today."

The children's voices came from the other end of the phone.

A sense of responsibility instantly overwhelmed his exhaustion and pain, and the Pokémon Professor immediately became serious: "What happened?"

"No~"

The speaker teased in a very familiar voice:

"However, as everyone can see, the doctor has been working very hard lately. Since there's nothing we can do to help, we've all had to take leave to give him some time to rest."

It seemed someone took the phone and said:

"I've already asked the butler to inquire with Dr. Barnet. She was going to buy groceries this morning, and I've already told her that the doctor has taken the day off to help her."

"If we hurry over there now, we'll definitely make it in time, Doctor!"

Is it Mao and Lillie?

Dr. Kukui was only slightly taken aback when the phone rang from another person:

"Alora, we share together. Manalo, we live together."

"Heh heh, don't just think about sharing your happy feelings. Everyone has already seen how tired and exhausted you are, Doctor."

"Wow"

It seemed that the person in front had already said most of what they wanted to say, so the last person to take the phone could only say in a passionate voice that was instantly recognizable:

"Keep it up, PhD student who's always worked so hard. Don't give in to life, that dreadful opponent!"

beep...

The phone call was hung up.

The Pokémon professor calmly put his phone back down, took a sip of his coffee, and then…

Hehe, hehehehe, hahahahahahaha...

I'm going on a date!!!

A long-absent laugh echoed through the Pokémon Professor's office, tinged with a hint of resentment, but...

Resurrected! The valiant masked royals have been resurrected in all their glory!!!

To hell with all that overtime work!

This is a holiday that the kids sacrificed their classes to fight for me. Even if a legendary Pokémon stands in my way, I'll blast it down for you!

In less than a minute or two, just like in an anime, he changed into a dashing outfit he had prepared for his date, and the royal masked man stormed out of his office with great confidence.

About ten seconds later, several little heads peeked out from the corner of the corridor, watching Dr. Kukui's departing figure.

"Has the doctor's resentment grown that much?"

"As expected of Mao, she easily noticed things we usually don't!"

"Urgent! When will Dr. Kukui and Dr. Barnet finally get together?"

"Everyone, don't be impatient. There are still many things we need to solve together today."

Mao looked down the corridor and asked Mamane with some anxiety:

"Where did Xiaozhi go? (Is he gone?) <VIIII8'r passed away?"

"Let me see... Oh, I just saw him on the security camera. He just brushed past the Doctor right after him. Phew, it wouldn't be good if the Doctor saw him and told him to go back."

"Hehe, it's okay, as long as you're here."

"Let's give this idiot an extra surprise this time!"

Volume Two: The Grand Alliance Chapter 178 Notice

To the arrogant opponents:

You disregard friendship and affection, treating those who care for and love you like mere tools, casting them aside.

He was solely focused on satisfying his own desires and his thirst for battle.

The arrogant person believes that nothing other than Pokémon can be important to him.

Therefore, we have decided to challenge you.

If you're mentally prepared, let's meet on the school playground.

"What is this...?"

Ash was late because he unexpectedly ran into a travel companion from the past, and this is what he saw when he arrived at the classroom.

It was supposed to be normal school time, but the students who should have been sitting in their seats were nowhere to be seen, and even the usually dedicated Dr. Kukui was nowhere to be found.

The classroom was eerily empty.

Then, he found the handwritten letter on his desk.

"Pickup?"

Pikachu jumped onto the desk and read the letter carefully, then glanced sideways at its trainer.

For some reason, I felt that what was said in the letter made a lot of sense.

Because Ash didn't pay attention to the preceding text in the announcement, his eyes only caught the word "challenge".

"Has something happened? The Rockets must have done something bad again!"

"Alright! I accept this challenge!"

"Let's go, Pikachu! Let's go now!"

The Pokémon-loving boy instantly forgot about his recent encounter with his former friends and passionately called out to them.

A subtle sense of foreboding rose in Pikachu's young heart.

But what can Pikachu actually do?

It's just a weak, cute, and dramatic electric mouse.

Moreover, the current Ash is completely different from the Ash of the past.