Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Even though this child wasn't her fairy, even though she rarely cared about such things, even though this chubby face wasn't exactly cute, the girl couldn't bear to let go of the child's hand as she felt the weight between her fingers.

This feeling of being frequently rewarded easily melted away the efforts of the past two months and touched a soft spot in my heart.

"Consider it my willing contribution."

She wiped the drool from the little one's mouth, untied the ill-fitting blankets, and carefully hugged him tightly, their body heat warming each other.

"I don't even care this much about supporting myself, this is really quite troublesome."

Wiping the fine sweat from her forehead, even though she was complaining, Nan Yin's brows showed no sign of worry.

It's a lie told insincerely.

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Lifetime's Hope

The next morning, as dawn broke and the sky was still hazy, whispers could be heard lingering in the girl's room.

"It's okay to go slower."

Holding the baby dragon in one arm and a milk jar in the other, Nan Yin, like a young mother, meticulously fed the little one.

Without any resistance, unlike the simple and honest Scorpio, Baby Dragon may have a kind appearance, but he is extremely thoughtful.

To keep Nanyin from getting upset, the little boy suppressed his childish tendency to cry and simply opened his eyes wide, quietly watching the girl hum nursery rhymes and perform delicate movements.

like.

With this direct expression of emotion in mind, a gentle and soothing lullaby also ripples through the small room, causing one to unconsciously relax and open their eyes.

This is a carefully selected piece of music, the result of Nan Yin's hard work and sleepless nights of intensive study, about how to raise a newborn child and how to be a qualified mother to a spirit.

After carefully wiping away the milk stains from the baby dragon's mouth, the little guy soon fell into a deep sleep as time slowly passed.

Newborn babies are naturally sleepy, which gives Nan Yin time to take some time to make simple plans for the future.

The baby dragon is currently in its gestation period. Before its teeth have fully grown in, it can only survive the first few difficult weeks on dairy products.

Later on, some liquid foods can be added and mixed with solid dishes. As for the following months, a more suitable diet should be re-matched based on taste and nutrition.

For reasons unknown, even though she knew the child was not her own, she found herself thinking about it and writing about it for half the night.

With a short sigh, Nan Yin realized that just a few days ago, she had been proud of herself for not doing anything without self-interest, but in the blink of an eye, she had been captivated by this honest and simple-minded young dragon.

Even their own pets felt somewhat dissatisfied due to the distraction.

Lying beside the girl, Eevee stared at the baby dragon curled up in her arms without making a sound, but its gaze became increasingly sharp.

However, before this emotion could settle, the mutual understanding made Nan Yin aware of it.

She slightly raised her lips, and with a hint of amusement, touched the little guy's head. Without saying a word, she simply lowered her chin and whispered something between Eevee's foreheads.

"Don't worry... because you'll always be number one."

"Buyi!"

As if the gentle whisper had broken through its defenses, the little beast's face immediately flushed red, and its flustered little eyes had nowhere to hide.

"puff."

Her smile deepened, and she stopped teasing Eevee. Nan Yin withdrew her Aura, supporting her cheek with one hand, letting the soft flesh sink in slightly, and allowing her thoughts to rise and fall freely.

The fact that she can gain the affection of these children is the best reward for her years of hard work and social exploitation.

......

For the next ten days or so, Nanyin lived a very simple life, constantly shuttling between the hospital ward and the hotel.

Firstly, she needed to take care of her still-young baby dragon, and secondly, she wanted to visit Grandpa Fu, who was still recovering from his serious injuries, and also tell him about the little guy's current situation.

Perhaps this life, with its little leisure and mental strain, bears some resemblance to her past, but she does not feel tired because of it. On the contrary, she is willing to devote her energy to it and do it herself.

Holding the newly awakened baby dragon in her arms, Nan Yin sat down beside the old man's bed and began to recount the events that had happened to her during this time.

"That Michael, the champion from Fengyuan? I didn't expect him to participate in this fashion show."

After several days of rest, Grandpa Fu's complexion and appearance were much better than before.

But compared to the so-called champion, he cared more about the girl in front of him.

"Master, do you know him?"

"I guess you could say that. Mikey, he showed his talent when I was almost seventy. He was trained by Adam, the Gym Leader of Sootopolis City, and not only became a Champion as a Trainer, but also made great achievements in coordination and training. Our paths crossed because of a chance encounter at a joint research conference."

Knowing the champion's achievements, standing at the pinnacle of multiple fields, all prove his exceptional talent.

If one were to set a benchmark for oneself, the renowned and accomplished Mikoli would undoubtedly best embody the aspirations of Nanyin music.

After all, she not only wanted to protect many children, but also wanted to take meticulous care of them in her daily life.

"What's wrong, Nan Yin? Are you feeling pressured by him?"

Two months is neither a long nor a short time. Through the details of their time together, Master Fu naturally realized that the girl was a strong-willed and serious person.

As fellow breeders, it's perfectly normal to compare oneself with others.

"No, I will see him as a role model, not someone to compare myself to."

What was once out of reach is now visible and tangible. Instead of feeling disappointed because of past comparisons, we should focus on the present and lay a solid foundation.

Perhaps she did look up to them when they first met, but Nan Yin doesn't believe that she and Eevee can't surpass them later.

"It's wonderful that you have this idea."

With a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, the old man was most grateful to have taken on such a virtuous and well-behaved apprentice in his later years.

"Come, let me see that child."

After removing the IV drip and getting out of bed, Fu Ye was about to approach when the young dragon, who had just been playing with Scorpio, quietly hid behind Nan Yin's feet, casting a wary glance.

"Uncle Fu, this child is a little shy, please forgive him."

Instead of being upset, the old man's wrinkles smoothed out and he smiled broadly.

"Haha, no problem."

The subconscious physical movements revealed the little guy's dependence on his apprentice.

That's good. As long as we have this friendship, I can give them everything I have left without reservation.

With his hands behind his back, Master Fu didn't look at the girl again. He simply stood by the window and spoke in a calm tone.

"Nanyin, I entrust the future of our precious dragon to you."

She didn't immediately grasp the meaning of the words, but when she came to her senses, a look of astonishment appeared on Nan Yin's face.

She naturally loved this well-behaved baby dragon, but—

"But it is the result of your lifelong research, Master Fu."

"I haven't reached the level of a lifetime yet, and I don't want to use words like 'achievement' to describe Pokémon. They are precious lives, miracles born from each other's encounters."

The old man didn't immediately continue the conversation; after a brief pause, he finally spoke.

“Nanyin, I know your ambitions don’t lie here. To stay in a corner and be an ordinary breeder, that’s all I can do in my life.”

“But you are different. You have outstanding talent and a steady and tolerant nature.”

As he gazed at Nan Yin and also at the young dragon, a turbulent wave seemed to surge in Master Fu's eyes.

“I know that child will be a precious dragon, and I know that its talent is destined to be extraordinary, but that is precisely why I want to entrust it to you.”

Naturally strong muscles and bones, and unique characteristics—these are the qualities of a young dragon.

An increasingly stiff body, gradually impaired mobility, a face that blends into the crowd... nearing the end of life, old and frail—that is my current situation.

He once had ambitions and lofty aspirations, but time no longer allowed him to take even one more step forward.

Unwilling to accept defeat, yet seeing no hope, until—

Nan Yin, a girl recommended by others, a girl she felt a strong connection with. She was focused and possessed the qualities of a craftsman; she was humble and modest, and had excellent character.

If nothing goes wrong, this child is destined to reach his full potential someday.

Yes, since he alone cannot share his hard work of the past decade with the public, let the next generation take over his achievements and stand on his shoulders to see further.

As an accomplished person, as a craftsman, this is how it should be.

“Nanyin, you are still young and can travel to every corner of the world at will, while I am old and can no longer take my old friends to sail the rivers.”

"so--"

The old man patted the girl's shoulder heavily, as if entrusting her with the weight of his remaining life, and then uttered his final words.

"Nanyin, carry my hopes and expectations, go and show the world how outstanding this child is, and prove to the world that the possibilities of inheritance are inexhaustible."

Chapter Forty: Travel and Planning

"Nanyin, this old man has nothing more to teach you. You must choose your own path from now on."

The two-month progression, from the initial chance encounter to the current master-disciple relationship, is not a long time, but Master Fu boasts that his knowledge has been completely exhausted and he has no more knowledge to impart.

"Take this skill with you, take these children with you, and work on your own improvement."

Through the details of daily life and the interactions between them, with the young girl by his side, the old man truly understood what contentment meant and what family affection was.

He didn't just regard the child as an apprentice; in many ways, he treated the child as his own granddaughter.

"Winged City is just the beginning, and so is Kalos. In this world, there are all kinds of Pokémon and uncharted territories."

"They possess hidden habits and traits, with possibilities far beyond imagination, and this unknown awaits our discovery."

With the vast sky and boundless sea, Nanyin music offers you ample space to roam in the future; this corner is still too narrow for you.

Unwilling to keep the girl by his side, he had already repaid the debt of gratitude for her teaching by cooking for her day and night and by bringing her small surprises.

"From now on, I will continue to watch you grow up."

As the time for parting approaches, feelings of reluctance naturally arise, but even more so, there are high hopes placed upon them.

The old man believed that Nanyin would go further than him, and with this accumulated knowledge, he filled in the missing words in the illustrated guide.

"...Master Fu."

Seeing the old man's beaming smile, Nan Yin felt somewhat at a loss.

She knew the other party wasn't trying to get rid of her. If it hadn't been brought up now, she would have handed in her resignation several months later anyway.

Even before arriving at this dojo, the girl had made up her mind to explore the mountains and valleys and immerse herself in those epic tales.

Saying goodbye was inevitable, and this pre-arranged farewell was simply to make the atmosphere between us more natural and to prevent the emotions from becoming too heavy.

"What, you can't bear to part with your old man? If you stay here, you'll have to prune branches and clean up every day, running around doing chores. You'll be exhausted."

Seeing the melancholy in the girl's eyes, the old man chuckled lightly, making light of the situation with a hint of teasing.

"When you first came here, you had only been standing for a short while when your feet were covered in blisters."

Recalling his initial naiveté and comparing it to his current maturity, the more he thinks about it, the more resolute Master Fu's heart becomes.

Finally, he looked out through the window screen at the warm, green fields in the afternoon and spoke earnestly.

"Nanyin, the Biyi Dojo is too small."

"Take advantage of your youth to travel and try new things. That's my idea. If you don't have a goal yet, go to different regions, learn about their legends and epics, and learn their traditional skills."

"The accumulation of knowledge and the parallel practice will eventually allow you to go further and achieve success as a breeder and trainer."

This farewell before departure came to an end. The old man fell silent, letting the sunlight stream down, bringing warmth.

No one spoke for a long time before whispers slowly spread across the hospital bed.

"grateful."

These two simple words express gratitude to Master Fu for his selfless dedication in imparting all his knowledge regardless of his background, to the old man for his tireless and patient teaching, and to this ever-growing debt of gratitude that can never be repaid.

"Eevee, Gliscor, Baby Dragon."

As always, the chestnut-furred ball of fur leaped onto my shoulder, the honest scorpion continued his banter, and the newborn dragon curled up behind my legs, standing obediently.