Silence is better than sound!

The night was long, and the great priest did not speak, but he seemed more stern than he usually spoke.

The air was so depressed that I couldn't breathe, but the small tank couldn't manage so much, and I vomited out all the bitter water in my heart, which was of course mostly exaggerated.

"Dad, I've grown up. I don't want to stay at home anymore and do nothing. ”

"Other people of my age have already become great trainers at my age, and I want to go out and walk like them and have adventures with Pokémon..."

"Although I know that I can't even do the things you explain in person, I even lost the Sun Stone this time."

"But... But I promise you, I will work hard to get it back and exchange it for the trust of Asakusaen..."

"And... You can't just because you didn't become a Pokémon legend when you were young..."

"Just let me strangle in your pen too..."

“…”

The more Xiao Can talked about it, the more uncertain he became, and he felt a little guilty about the origin of his Pokémon and the whereabouts of the Sun Stone.

Moreover, it was the first time that he faced up to his father's ordinary identity. The previous electric masters who gave Damu An were just small cans of thought left for themselves.

In the final analysis, Da Mu is just a small rancher in a corner of Qianhuang City. The thunderbolt zebra that he rides on weekdays has subdued a few electric Pokémon, and he looks more majestic than ordinary people.

Therefore, when Xiao Can talks about his father, it means that he really looks down on those good things and begins to want to grasp his true self, although he is still a little timid, but compared to him before, this is already rare.

In the same way, it was getting smaller and smaller as the sound of his voice, so small that the sweaty bubbles on his forehead were mixed in, and then spread to every corner of the room, which was not worth mentioning.

However, Damu listened carefully to his heart, and his stiff sitting posture for a long time finally made him move under these words.

As soon as she heard that the Sun Stone was lost, my sister's heart was half cold, and now my brother was miserable, and things were far worse than she imagined.

What can I do to save my brother from the fact that he is about to be beaten up? On the side, she was directly anxious to hold the lightning ball, depressed.

It was only after a while that I saw my father changing several positions at the table alone, and it was difficult to sit still. It seems that after listening to those words, my body doesn't feel comfortable enough. It wasn't until he took a deep breath and stood up leisurely and took two steps in the direction of the small can that he seemed to feel a lot more relieved.

The residual taste of water in his mouth quietly overflowed, and the air was a little warmer, and when the yellow light was draped over Da Mu's body like a robe, even his shadow was heroic.

"Perhaps... It's all the best arrangement! ”

"Small cans! Do you know why there are so many powerful Pokémon, I just gave you a lightning ball? ”

Yes, Omaki finally spoke. It's just that his words and questions are completely different from the answers that Xiao Can wants. There was no way, the little can that I couldn't figure out had to say a few perfunctory words bitterly, and then thought that I would have the opportunity to knock on the side again.

"Hmm... Don't you want to train me to become an electric Pokémon master like you? ”

Until now, the electric Pokémon Master was actually just a small jar, a gimmick made to fill his father's shadow in his childhood. Starting from subduing the Sunflower Monster, invisibly, now he is leaning more in the direction of accepting other Pokémon, of course, he can't say whether he likes it or not, whether it's worth it or not.

It's just that he knows that at least trying to be a real Pokémon trainer is also a good choice.

So, it's clear that what he's just said is an answer without depth!

Da Mu immediately shook his head, rejecting the ordinary idea of the small can, and did not speak for a long time.

And at this moment, the depressed Mianmian on the side also fell into contemplation, and couldn't figure out why his father was still so rigid in asking some questions about what he didn't have, wouldn't it be good to just give a happy word?

Because she was most annoyed by her father's questioning, she was afraid that something would go wrong with Xiao Can, and what he said that should not be said, it was not as simple as being beaten up, and it would be able to solve the problem...

Of course, this is just a childish idea in Mianmian's heart, so she doesn't dare to say it directly on the table!

But after a while, she saw a glimmer of light shining from her father's grim face, and her hair was unbalanced as she rested on her brow. Only looking at the stars and the moon clearly, indifferent as a long sky, he smiled lightly, and walked towards the small can.

"It's not."

“…”

“… It's to tell you not to forget your original intention! ”

The small jar is puzzled!

“…”

"Look, aren't those common ordinary Poké Balls all the sustenance for the emotions between most of us ordinary trainers and Pokémon!"

"So, I also hope that you can gain something from the red and white lightning balls. I look forward to seeing the same awe of the Pokémon from you, and I hope you can live that ordinary and beautiful life..."

"I even want to love them no matter what you do in the future!"

"Bilibili~"

“…”

When his name was mentioned, the lightning ball rolled in and jumped into Mianmian's arms, ready for the storm.

At the same time, the small can, which was getting closer and closer to his father, was instantly suppressed and breathless when he listened to these big truths, and between breaths, he felt that his mind was confused.

Because Xiao Can looked at his father Damu, who suddenly took out a Poké Ball and clenched it in the palm of his hand, he thought that he had begun to get angry at his vexatious trouble.

I even felt that even the adventure I had just proposed was completely hopeless.

Can be a moment.

When he heard his father's indifferent words again, he suddenly stood in awe, and cried tears to wet his eyes.

"So... Small cans..."

"Go ahead!"

"Go and take over your childhood!"

As he spoke, his calloused hand rested on Xiao Can's shoulder, and the steady and reliable warmth spread from his palm to his heart, and even Xiao Can felt that even his own blood began to boil and stir with his father's breathing.

"But... You must promise me that you will always use the lightning ball around you to protect the Sunflower Monster..."

"So... I'm so relieved to let you go out alone!! ”

Da Mu's eyes have long since lost the stern electric light of the beginning, and there is more of a raging fire burning family affection.

Because, he knows that his current son Xiaocan is no longer a little kid who can be bluffed, deceived by him, and protected by him when he was a child. After missing so many years of youthful passion, it's time to return it to him.

Isn't childhood the best time to dream and chase dreams? Therefore, letting go at the right time is the best protection for him.

Of course...

The current life is not what Xiaocan said, he was unsatisfactory when he was young, and his skills are not as good as talents.

There is no such thing!!

The moment he looked down, he saw that the great herd with thousands of thoughts turned ripples in his eyes full of vicissitudes, but under the muddy residual light, he kept his sadness to himself, and the strong and brave side stood in the heart of Xiao Can.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, the Poké Ball in Damu's hand seems to be full of splashes at this moment, crystal clear. I don't know if it's stained with sweat or tears, so wet. He only knew that when the heavy light was in Xiao Can's eyes, he really couldn't help it.

"Dad... Woo..."

"I promise you!"

The words fell back to the intestines and were impassioned.

Suddenly, the tearful little can couldn't suppress his emotions, leaned on his father's arms, and sobbed non-stop.

The heaving spirit in his chest overlapped with his own tears. It's like performing a duet of family affection, and the whole room is full of warmth.

It's just that Xiao Can doesn't remember why he was so sad. It was the dream of the young people at that time that came true, and I cried with joy; or relieved the incomprehension and misunderstanding of his father, and it is unknown if he felt it.

I only knew that my sister Mianmian also joined this candlelight pomp later, and she couldn't extricate herself.

Under the flickering lights.

Tears and remorse are intertwined into a big net, which is resplendent under this yellow night, shrouded in the body of Xiaocan's family, full of beauty.

And the fact that Xiao Can began to take risks as a trainer is finally a certainty, and it is feasible today.

I thought there would be a lot of troublesome episodes, but I didn't expect my father to bizarrely not say anything this time, and he fulfilled Xiaocan's little wish.

So much so that after saying that, this matter turned the page, and Xiao Can still felt that all this was unreal.

He didn't even understand the strange request that Omaki made, so he agreed with a tiger's cry. It was only after a night that he remembered what his father meant that night, why he had to protect the Sunflower Monster himself, why it wasn't the Big-Billed Sparrow... Why...

Of course, he was more careless, ignoring those tiny details, and didn't notice the true feelings of his father, who looked at the sky from the beginning, and looked at the sunflower monster from afar...

However, in the face of great joy, he chose to sleep more peacefully, not to think about these things that he had or not.

- Because, starting tomorrow, it will finally be his turn to go on adventures in the open!!