There is a big difference between the depths of the forest and the forest, and it is generally forbidden for Pokémon trainers with less than four badges to enter. Why?

Because the depths of the forest are generally not cleaned by the Pokémon Alliance and the Pokémon Trainer, they are often occupied by a large number of Pokémon with extremely aggressive properties.

... Although it has been in the depths of the forest for a long time. It's still dark, humid and muggy, but it's supposed to be late in the evening, right?

The sparks that came out of Sika's mouth baked the damp firewood that had been dragged back from the edge of the battlefield, hoping to dry it as soon as possible.

On the other hand, Ash, who was covered with a special mixture of fruits and herbs, sat there, watching Sika busy with some embarrassment.

"You're a little surprising to me. 】

Sika silently put the firewood that had been tested not far behind him, picked up another piece of firewood, and continued to carefully control the flame spit out of his mouth and bake it.

If you blindly heat it at a high temperature before the water leaks out, you will only get a piece of charred charcoal. The surface is scorched, but the inside is not yet hot.

[I know some human things, I didn't expect people like you to take their life safety as a joke. 】

He glanced up slightly, looking at Ash's somewhat invisible face in the dim light.

Immediately, the flame erupted from his mouth, and the wood heated up and slowly burned.

The firelight, which flickered in the dim forest, brought warmth. Sika hurriedly put in the firewood next to him, trying to bake all the moisture.

It may have been raining not long ago, but now even the dead leaves on the ground can step on a little sewage once.

If it weren't for the loud sound that scared away many creatures and Pokémon in the vicinity, Sika might not have dared to make a fire that night.

A long time ago, Sika had almost been killed by attracting a damn Rada and had never started a fire in the forest again.

In fact, if it weren't for taking care of Ash, he would definitely not make a fire.

Ash wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back when it reached his throat.

[Although I am a juvenile Pokémon, all the new generations of our clan have memories from their parents and even grandparents. 】

[In other words, I now have thousands of years of memories in my mind. So don't think that as a baby Pokémon, I don't understand the mess you're thinking. 】

Although I am a young child, in a sense, I am older than you. 】

[Although I may blame you for not knowing the reason, I hope that when you do these dangerous things in the future, you will at least tell me.] Is that possible? 】

Like a little doll, Sika was busy taking care of people, setting up tents everywhere, building temporary shelters out of broken logs, moss scraped from the ground, dead leaves, and some special large leaves.

Ash felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Can I help you?"

[In the human world, you are very assertive and thoughtful, I don't know anything about your so-called civilized world, but in the forest...]

Sika shook his head slightly, and pulled what resembled a banana leaf toward the skeleton of the tent, which had taken shape and was held in place by vines.

[This is the environment I am most familiar with, I know how to survive in this environment, and I need to worry more about you. 】

[I think the books you read every day also say: What is it like to be in the wilderness that is really far away from the civilized world and has not been cleaned up by the Alliance. 】

Ash silently watched Sika leave for a moment, sitting on the dead wood and sighing.

"I'm sorry."

Sika paused, then went back to normal.

You should know that I'm just your Pokémon, and you're just my trainer, so you don't have to apologize to me. 】

“...”

[Maybe I have a different idea from you. You don't think that once you enter Pokémon Ball, Pokémon becomes your private property? 】

“...”

The tent was finally set up in the midst of the hustle and bustle. Looking at the crooked twisting tent in front of him, Sika couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the exciting and interesting life in the forest during that time.

It's just, heh, it's interesting, it's interesting, but the strength is too slow.

In this world, weakness without strength is the only reason why you can't control your own life.

Sika's memories before he traveled back in time were not as clear as those of inherited memories as they were imprinted in his soul, and his impression of the world was gradually fading. Sika knew the world was big, and he didn't want to sit back and watch.

If you don't want to sit in the well and watch the sky, you can't get around the problem of your own strength.

Otherwise, just like today, who knows when it will inexplicably invite trouble, and their lives will be pinned on others.

Will Sika be able to abandon Ash and leave at that time?

Yes.

So he stayed, stupid?

In the past two years, hundreds of trainers have been scattered, not to mention how scarce resources like Ash himself are, just being able to resonate with his waveguide is enough for Sika to take a risk and gamble once.

[Whatever you want. 】

Night falls.

The light was so dim that I couldn't see my fingers. No, if you weren't by the fire, you wouldn't be able to see your hands, even if you didn't reach out.

The flickering firelight was dimmed by the light and shadow of the breeze, and because of the back injury to Ash, Sika had found a large fluffy and rounded leaf nearby and spread it on the bed, allowing him to lie on the bed.

There are even tree fruits that are specially made to repel insects and burn in the flames.

[Today I keep vigil, let's sleep. The healing effect of the tree fruit is very good, and by tomorrow your injuries will basically be completely recovered. 】

Sika sat beside the tent with a wooden stick of the thickness of his hand, little by little, holding the shape of his sharp nails. The campfire in front of it illuminated its calm side face red.

Ash was lying on the bed with his shoulders bare, but the temperature in the tent where the lichen was warm was very high. The fragrance of the burning fruit surrounds the tip of the nose.

At this time, Ash, who was unknown and silent in his own world, had just come back to his senses from the shock and fright of the day.

“... Sika, thank you. ”

[Thank you, thank you. 】

It doesn't know when it has a stick of grass in its mouth and turns back.

[You are a trainer, I am a Pokémon, you can provide me with a safe growth and training environment, I will naturally try my best to protect your safety. 】

The firelight shone on Sika's eyes, looking strange and dazzling.

[And you don't have to worry, if it's Xiaogang and Xiaoxia... I think your Pokéballs will be coming soon. 】

“... What do you mean? ”

[You'll know when the time comes.] 】