I'm not a Pokémon succubus.

Then... the second generation Mewtwo will defeat it without mercy.

It has such confidence.

The second generation of Chao Mengxiang proved his strength to Aisha.

Um...yes.

Such a grand and painstaking plan is actually just the second-generation super dream to show his strength to his "father".

It and Aisha are the protagonists of this "party".

"Heh~"

As if thinking of the future where he would be recognized by Aisha, the second generation Mewtwo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It tilted its head and looked out the window.

It was a beautiful, clear, cloudless day.

"That won't do..."

The second generation Mewtwo raised its head and shook it like a glass filled with red wine.

The clear sky was immediately covered by dark clouds.

Darkness spread over the blue sea, and the boundless ocean seemed to be covered with a cloak of darkness.

The storm is coming.

Thunder and lightning split the sky, becoming the only ray of light under the dark clouds.

The warm sunshine was completely blocked by the overwhelming dark clouds, and the originally calm sea surface was also stirred up by huge waves.

Finally, at a certain point, torrential rain came crashing down and hit the sea.

Heavy rain accelerated the storm's spread, and waterspouts carrying rain reached the sky and the earth.

Rain mixed with waves roared towards the city, and hundreds of meters high waves rose and fell on the sea.

Wave after wave hit the coastline, exploding into foam all over the sky.

A cold breath spread.

On the coast, the sailors working here also looked at the sky with a confused look on their faces.

They didn’t know why the weather, which was originally sunny, suddenly turned into such a bad one?

Even the most experienced seafarers could not come up with a reasonable explanation...

In the end, it can only be attributed to the capriciousness of God.

They didn't know that this change in the weather was caused intentionally by someone.

Because weather changes of this scale have exceeded their understanding.

This is the power of God...

It's not Mew, it's the power of Mewtwo!

"Humph~"

Inside Niijima's office, the second generation Mewtwo was admiring his own masterpiece and was in a good mood.

The booming lightning illuminated its face.

There was a smile on its face, a confident smile.

Confidence in one's own strength.

"By the way, there's another guy we want to invite too."

It looked towards Mount Yuemian... no, it looked towards a place farther than Mount Yuemian.

Having only human trainers is a bit too boring.

It just so happened that it knew a very powerful guy who could be another big guest at the "party".

......

The city of Orudran, the tree where the world began.

The stone trees that reach into the sky are as green and full of vitality as ever.

The vitality spreads out from the touch of green that blends into the clouds, making people feel relaxed and happy just by looking at it.

The living environment of the Pokémon living here has been taken to a higher level.

"Uh-huh~"

It shuttled leisurely among the clouds in a dreamy manner, like a young lady looking around her own back garden, flying up and down gracefully and leisurely.

It's in a good mood.

"Uh-huh?"

Just as Menghuan was about to pick a fruit from the nearby fruit tree and taste the sweet juice, a familiar energy fluctuation caught its attention.

It turned its head and looked in the direction of Vermilion City.

Over there, dark clouds surged, as if a huge storm was brewing...

However, in the center of the storm, there seemed to be a hint of hostility towards the dream.

"..."

Dream was silent.

It released its mental power and tried to penetrate into the storm.

However, the dreamy mental power was blocked.

The person who caused the storm is guarding against it, or rather...provoking it.

"Heh~"

A sneer suddenly appeared on Menghuan's cute face.

It probably guessed the man's identity.

After all, that was a spiritual force that had the same origin as itself...

Naturally, there won't be a second dream in this world.

However, there are fantastic imitations, more than one...

"What a familiar aura, the feeling of that young man."

Mew is indeed a seasoned mythical Pokémon.

It only took a slight feeling to intercept a trace of the other party's mental power floating among the black clouds and identify the guy's identity.

"The mental power is inherited from me, but the genes draw more on the physical strength of that young boy." Mew muttered to himself, revealing the true nature of the second generation Mewtwo. "Sure enough, it's that child who was born recently... A newborn calf is always so arrogant."

A brilliant light appeared around the dreamy body.

This is its response - in the face of provocation, the dignity of the Mystical Pokémon does not allow Mew to back down.

"Child, Mom is here to educate you!"

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Mixed doubles is an integral part of every child's development.

Chapter 232 Sakaki, Angry

"Um......"

Weighing the electronic disc in his hand, Aisha put it and the postcard into his pocket.

"Coach Ai, what do you say about Loto?"

"Not much."

Aisha smiled in response to Rotom's question on the phone.

"If someone invites us, we'll go."

"it is good."

After hearing what Coach Ai said, Rotom's phone also floated aside, opened the map app, and planned the route to the new island.

It will always be like this. As long as Aisha says yes, Rotom Mobile will support his actions wholeheartedly.

Even if it means going to that extremely suspicious new island and attending this strange "party of the strongest Pokémon trainer in history."

"Lu?"

In Aisha's arms, Larus was puzzled by his interaction with the mobile phone Rotom.

The little guy was just born, and even when he was still in the egg, he could communicate with the outside world through excellent mental fluctuations.

However, it has been staying in the egg all this time and obviously still lacks some knowledge about the world.

It couldn't quite understand what Aisha and Mobile Rotom were saying.

"It's okay."

Aisha smiled and touched Larulas's little head.

Larulas simply gave up thinking and wholeheartedly enjoyed the pleasure of being patted on the head by Coach Ai.

"Lu......"

Larulas actively rubbed Aisha's palm with its green little head. When its pink little horns were touched, its little face hidden under its long bangs also showed a happy expression.

No Pokémon can resist Coach Ai's head-patting kill!

This is his confidence in his massage techniques.

"Heh~"

Looking at Lalulas's cute appearance, Aisha couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This really feels a bit like parenting.

The feeling of such a small, soft, very cute and fragile little creature acting coquettishly in the palm of your hand and in your arms...

awesome!

"Be good~ I'll take you to see the big scene."

"Lu?"

Lalulas raised her head in confusion.

It still didn't understand what Coach Ai said.

However, after seeing the smile on Aisha's face, Lalulas nodded involuntarily.

Um~

No matter what he wants to do, I am willing to follow him.

This is how Lalulas feels about Aisha.

This bond that began in the egg...

"Lu~"

"Okay~"

Along with Lalulas's cry, the soft little girl's voice also entered Coach Ai's mind.

This is the effect of the mental link.

Currently, Lalulas is still unable to skillfully control its mental power, so the use of telepathy is sporadic.

However, based on the child's talent and potential, it is estimated that after leaving the infant stage, he will be able to skillfully control his telekinesis and mental power.

By then, some simple super powers will probably be as easy to use as eating and drinking water...

"Hey~ Coach Ai, we're back!"

A blue voice sounded from afar.

A girl in a short skirt and a round-brimmed hat with a Poké Ball logo on it ran over from a distance, holding a large pile of things, and stopped in front of Coach Ai, panting.