Geng Ghost, a horror master who is bent on becoming a funny element, and Aji, a face-to-face monster who turns facial paralysis into sadness, and Aji, a facial paralysis artist who dreams of being a funny artist but is mistaken for a magic master.

This combination can last for so long, it must be favored by God. Yakuzuke thought.

"Wait a minute." Fierce Suke suddenly felt that something was wrong, "You guys are ...... combination"

"Promising, right?" Aggie said.

“…… It's good if you're happy. "Jisuke overshadowed the topic.

The topic of Aji is over, and naturally, it is the turn of the murderer.

Aji looked at the fat man who was quiet in his arms and asked, "Is this your Pokémon?" ”

Jisuke shook his head, and touched Fat Ding's head by the way: "Not yet." ”

Aggie looked at the fat ding who squinted and showed an expression of enjoyment, expressing doubt.

That expression was more satisfying than the expression of the variety when he touched the change.

"So it's your partner, right?" Aggie affirmed.

Jisuke shook his head again: "It's the real artist." My words, is it a broker? No, it's supposed to be a friend. Saying that, he hugged Fat Ding and turned around, looking at it seriously, "You can definitely become a singer." ”

Even without me.

Fierce suke has a hunch that this time the name of the long conference, maybe it's time to separate from Fat Ding.

Although they have only been together for a few days, Kesuke and his other Pokémon really like this cute Pokémon who only works hard for their dreams.

Prove yourself in the conference, Fat Din!

"However, this is an artist's exchange, not a Pokémon's. We are the main body. Aggie said.

Shosuke was a little puzzled: "Is there any difference?" ”

Aggie slapped the table solemnly and shouted, "Of course there is a difference, bastard!" ”

"It's kind of funny." Fierce praise.

"Really?" Aji touched his head seriously, and slapped the table again, "Now is not the time to talk about this!" ”

"Aren't you an artist?" Aggie asked.

"I'm a trainer." Shosuke replied.

"Because Fat Ding has no combat effectiveness, why don't you accept it?" Aggie seemed to understand.

During his travels, he met many people, all kinds of people.

Naturally, there are trainers.

The trainers he met were all people who just wanted to make Pokémon stronger, and the weak Pokémon wouldn't even look at them.

And Fat Ding, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look very strong.

Seeing Aji's expression, Kensuke knew that he had misunderstood, and explained with a smile: "I'm not the kind of utilitarian trainer, I just want to work hard, grow, and grow to what I want to be with my favorite Pokémon." He looked at Fat Ding gently and said, "It's not that I rejected it, it's it that rejected me." ”

Raising his right hand, Vicking flicked the door of Fat Ding's head.

"It's revenge."

"Polly."

Fat Ding covered his head and looked at Yaksuke angrily, but Yaksuke laughed again.

And laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha!"

Fat Ding was even more angry, his whole body bulged, and he flew directly from the ground!

Fat Ding slapped the murderer in a series of ways!

Detective dodged!

On the other side, Aji's perspective is more frightened.

Fat Ding uses the phantom palm technique!

Yakuzuke's head directly became a phantom!

No single hit hit!

Aji couldn't even tell if Fat Ding was releasing water, or if the fierce was too strong, or was this how they got along with each other?

Aji's mouth, unconsciously opened, was about to fall to the ground.

Jisuke dodged without any pressure.

Until the speed of the fat ding slows down.

It's tired.

Yakusuke directly grabbed its little short hand with his hand and smiled, "Are you tired?" Then take a break. ”

Fat Ding struggled hard and didn't break free, looking at the side with his mouth crossed.

Jisuke didn't say anything more, took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into Fat Ding's mouth.

Chubby's mouth opened suddenly.

Although the eyes still don't want to look at the murderer, the curved arc has already exposed it.

Looking at the skilled murderer, Aji realized that this was really just a normal operation.

The relationship between Jisuke and Chubby Ding is not as simple as a simple trainer and a Pokémon.

However, if it's just a Pokémon, there's no way to participate in this event.

"Murderer, let's go out and have a look." Aggie said.

As long as you let the yakuzuke and Chubby Ding touch the others again, they should understand. Aggie thought so.

Jisuke thought for a moment.

Although he doesn't like such a crowded occasion, it is still an occasion where even the existence of Tawu can be the core.

This is an occasion that is completely out of touch with him.

But......

Looking at the fat man who was happy again in his arms, the murderer still made a decision.

"Let's go."

Directly picked up the fat ding, and the fierce man walked towards the door.

Aji immediately got up and walked before Jisuke opened the door for him.

After all, Jisuke is a trainer.

A trainer who can compete with Pokémon.

Fierce Suke, it must be strong.

As an artist, you must have good eyes.

Aggie trusts his eyes very much.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have met the ghosts and monsters he had at the beginning.

Leaving the room, Kosuke and Aji walked down the stairs and returned to the hall.

Without the most dazzling crowd of Tawu and Aji, there is no longer a big whirlpool, but a small wave.

However, now Aggie is back.

His eyes were fixed on Aji, but the voice did not spread again.

It's as if the turbulent sea suddenly calmed down, and everyone in the hall was attacked by the world, except for the strongest Jisuke, everyone else's time was stopped by Aji.

"Time is starting to flow."

Jisuke and Aji spoke in unison.

The others recovered, and they all gathered around Aji.

"Master Aji, how did you make the flames behave like frost?"

"Master Aji, can the little fist stone really learn to be able to use electricity by taking electric shocks over time?"

"Master Aggie, can you take a look at my latest performance?"

"Master Aggie......"

At the center of the topic, Aji was expressionless and didn't say a word.

Slowly, the sound decreased.

Ignoring the others, Aji looked at the murderer: "Detective, you understand now......"

The people here are all artists with themselves as the core, and there are very few people who are as important as Pokémon like me, let alone a weirdo like you who has Pokémon as the main body. You want to get help here, it's basically impossible.

That's what Aggie wanted to say.

But it was interrupted.

"It's Master George! Master George is here! ”

The voice was accompanied by screams.

"What?!"

"Is it true?"

"He's going to be here too!"

"It's him......" Aggie whispered.

"That man...... "Murderer also looked solemn, "who is it?" ”

Holding back the strong desire to fall to the ground, Aji looked at the fierce man with complicated eyes: "He is the one who may be able to help you and Fat Ding." ”