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Kashiwagi thought it was no wonder that the Lava Team was so worried about the land where humans lived that they went to such extremes.
but.
The scenery is really nice.
"Hey..."
The heterochromatic Gengar looked into the distance in surprise.
Vast fields and a small town nestled between mountains and rivers.
Just standing there, the tranquility and gentle breeze blow against your face, and the fresh air makes your body seem to wake up from a deep sleep and become full of vitality.
"We're getting there."
Kashiwagi wiped the napkin off its face, and asked with a smile, "Does it feel comfortable?"
The heterochromatic Gengar nodded, "Geez!"
When it was with Jarvis, it never had the opportunity or the idea to appreciate the so-called nature, but at this moment, it really felt the beauty of the world.
why?
Is it because of a different mood?
The heterochromatic Gengar turned its head to look to its side, and then felt a large hand placed on its head.
“This is what a livable town looks like. I hope that one day Ouray will also have this beautiful natural environment.”
He touched it gently and walked towards the location of the melon field in his memory, "Let's go! There are snakes that can't wait!"
"Hey!"
The heterochromatic Geng Gui hurriedly floated up to keep up.
Not long after.
Farmland full of green seedlings.
The rich smell of soil and fertilizer wafted in the air, surrounding the tip of the nose with the breeze.
The heterochromatic Gengar looked around with a strange expression.
"Hey..."
"Is it smelly? Is it actually okay?"
Kashiwagi looked at the heterochromatic Gengar curiously. This guy only had a pair of eyes and a mouth on his face. How did he smell?
But before that, perhaps it’s better to consider what form ghost Pokémon takes.
Suddenly.
"Stop! I am the Masked User Taro——Huh? Why is it you?"
The familiar watermelon-headed imp jumped out, with two vegetable leaves on his face. He stood there in a daze when he saw Kashiwagi and the heterochromatic Gengar.
"Long time no see, I came back specially to see you."
Kashiwagi greeted him, then came forward and gestured curiously, "How come you haven't grown at all in the past few months?"
The watermelon-headed kid Taro's face flushed, and he reached out to push him but failed.
"You are too tall... Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight! My generals have become stronger! We will never lose to you again!"
Taro shouted excitedly.
"Right on my mind."
Of course he would not refuse, he took out the Poké Ball that was shaking slightly in his pocket, and said with a smile: "I have a friend who has been thinking about you for a long time, don't let it down."
Say it.
The Poké Ball is thrown.
boom!
"Milo~"
In the soft white light, the different-colored Milotic landed on the ground. The different-colored Gengar turned his head away immediately, fearing that his soul would be sucked away.
Taro and the Arabs he sent out were all shocked.
"This, this, this -"
"The ugly fish has evolved. How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"
Kashiwagi said, "It always remembers you."
The colored Mienshao responded with a low hum, "Miko~"
Taro looked puzzled and asked, "Remember me? Is it because my watermelons are delicious? If that's the case, I'm sorry, but my family doesn't grow watermelons this season. If you want to eat some, come back next year and I'll leave a few more for you."
“Hahahaha, maybe that’s part of the reason.”
Kashiwagi laughed and reached out to stroke the chin of the Heterographic Mienshao.
The latter squinted his eyes and rubbed back, looking comfortable.
He continued:
"It's more because of what you said back then: 'It's just a showpiece'...ah! I know you didn't mean to belittle it, and the Heterochromatic Mienshao doesn't hold a grudge against you."
Seeing Taro's slightly panicked expression, Kashiwagi said with a smile: "It just wants to prove to you with its strength that it is not just for show. Let's fight! Nothing is more intuitive than fighting!"
For a simple fool like Mimics, proving himself to the people or Pokémon who once mocked him is an extremely important part of his life.
It is probably difficult to encounter those Pokémon from the past again.
But at least in Taro's case, it wants to gain the other party's recognition.
to be frank.
Kashiwagi doesn't quite agree with his own Milotic. Unless the other party's mistake is unintentional, most people or Pokémon who intentionally mock it will not admit their mistakes.
Even if you defeat the other person or surpass the other person in beauty.
however.
Disapproval and disapproval are two different things.
As his partner, Mimics should have its own will. If it thinks it is right and does not violate any public order and morality, then as a trainer, he should encourage and help it.
So Kashiwagi came with it.
"I don't understand. I don't understand at all!"
Taro's face was twisted into a ball of confusion, he grabbed his hair, and then waved his hand and said, "Never mind! Fight, fight!
"Seed machine gun!"
Bai Mu smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for you! Come on!"
"Mike!"
The colored Mienshao let out a low roar, and its curled up body suddenly stretched out like a spring and pounced towards the Arabs!
not far away.
The heterochromatic Gengar hid in the vegetable garden, staring at the calm and smiling Kashiwagi and the confident heterochromatic Milotic. His habitual laughter from ear to ear was restrained, and his expression seemed to be puzzled and disappointed.
What kind of relationship should exist between humans and Pokémon?
It didn't know before.
It is not very clear now.
But it would be great if I could become like them. It would be great if I could become like them.
"Hey..."
The heterochromatic Geng Gui watched quietly, and made his own little wish.
at the same time.
The colored Milotic swam nimbly around the Arabs, who turned their heads and shot out a large number of emerald green seeds, but all of them missed and fell into the vegetable field, splashing a lot of dust and vegetable debris.
“Ah ...
Taro yelled madly.
And the Arabs' rotating seed machine gun finally came to an end.
opportunity.
"Frozen wind."
"Mike!"
The colored Mienshao took a deep breath and then blew forward suddenly!
call!
The strong icy breath instantly froze the surface of the giant pitcher plant with a layer of shining ice crystals, and the movements of this giant pitcher plant gradually became stiff.
"Arab!" Taro screamed.
There were dark circles around Dashi's eyes, and he fell backwards weakly.
bang~
Dust scattered everywhere.
"Mike!"
The Different-Colored Mienshao raised his upper body excitedly, looking down at Taro and the Daishi who had lost his ability to fight, his face full of anticipation.
"Goo."
Taro picked up Daishi and looked at Kashiwagi on the other side. He saw him put his hands together and blinked his right eye shyly. After hesitating for a moment, he said to the Mienshao, "Humph! I'm sorry for calling you a show-off! You're really awesome!"
"Mike!"
The eyes of the heterochromatic Meenas suddenly sparkled, and he swam back to the trainer with great satisfaction, and rubbed his face affectionately, "Milo! Milo!"
"I know. I know you are very good."
Kashiwagi smiled and stroked its chin and cheeks, quietly gave Taro a thumbs up, and waved to the heterochromatic Gengar in the vegetable garden, "It's over! Come back soon!"