Be reasonable.

It's the first time that Kashiwagi knows that Tutu's [sketching] can be used like this.

Draw to trigger moves.

If you don't draw fast enough, will it be easy for your opponent to take the lead?

In any case, the calligrapher's Tutu dog was much stronger than he expected. Therefore, he also came to the conclusion that regardless of whether the trainers with blue talent are novices or not, their Pokémon will definitely not belong to the level of novices.

Whether it's Pippi or a duck, including the Tutu dog in front of you.

It's just that as a calligrapher's Pokémon, it's a little regrettable that Tutu Dog can't use his moves by writing. It might be more interesting to write a thunder instead of drawing a thunderbolt.

It will give people the feeling of a Taoist priest drawing talismans.

Of course, this is a bit difficult for a strong "dog", maybe Tutu dog's [sketching] is used by drawing, and writing cannot be triggered.

in the picture.

The calligrapher found himself defeating the wild trainer, and a smiling face appeared on his head, as if the pressure in his heart had been relieved a little.

It seems that for her, Pokémon battles have also become an excellent way to vent.

It's just that unlike a chef with a clear goal, for her, battles, travel, and even gym challenges are nothing more than a dull pastime.

A calligrapher who debuted as a calligrapher since he was a child and has always enjoyed the praise of others has experienced such a huge waterloo in his life for the first time, and he can no longer see the way forward.

So the excitement after the win lasted only a short time.

She headed for the Black Gold City again.

As the background fades darker, night is approaching.

The calligrapher who couldn't find the Pokémon Center had to find a way to solve the problem of staying overnight on his own, so he had no choice but to stumble and set up a tent and light a bonfire, but the cooking was really not the material.

The first time she tried a picnic, she naturally created a pot of garbage.

[You regret not being able to buy some ready-to-eat food, and the hunger pangs in your stomach make your heart cluttered]

Kashiwagi couldn't help but smile at the sight of a mess of black lines flying over the heads of the calligrapher, Tutu dog, and Manini.

While it's not completely dark.

The calligrapher extinguished the bonfire and went into the forest with two Pokémon to try to find some tree fruits to satisfy his hunger.

The forest at dusk was quiet and bleak, and the calligrapher had never felt such an atmosphere, and he was fascinated for a while.

But there is no doubt that as a newbie on her first trip, she quickly got lost without doing her homework, returning to the origin of the Tutu dog record again and again.

Half of the sky was dark.

She asked Tutu and Monini if there was anything they could do.

It's a pity that one can only write and leave marks, and the other can only imitate the expressions and movements of the person in front of him.

This made the calligrapher extremely irritated.

[You are hungry and tired, and you can't help but vent your emotions to the two Pokémon, but before you say it, you suddenly recall the comments of the people around you, and what the curator said to you-"Obviously a young man, the words he writes look like a model at a glance, as if he wrote it for the sake of winning an award. I can't see you as a person at all. ”】

[You realize that they are like a reflection of your soul, showing both your dull and ambiguous sides, and you have no position to accuse them]

[Your intense mood quickly cools down]

Suddenly.

The screen suddenly shifts upwards.

A little girl in white squatting under a tree appeared in front of Kashiwagi.

The latter's head is constantly floating with moaning and crying sentences, combined with the hazy forest at dusk and sunset, even without the addition of background music, it looks extremely eerie.

He couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Twilight.

In the neon magic moment, any demon and monster will come up.

Immediately, the calligrapher and the two Pokémon also found the crying girl, and the "......" kept flying out of her head, probably wandering between fear and hesitation.

I was worried that the other party was a ghost, and I was worried that the other party was really in trouble.

Tangled for a while.

The calligrapher probably couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience, so he took the initiative to lean in.

[You find a mysterious little girl in the depths of the forest, and after some hesitation, you decide to ask if she needs help]

The four people outside the screen and inside the screen were worried in their hearts, and their hearts trembled at the moment when the girl in white turned around!

Fortunately.

The face that was revealed was a very ordinary, ugly crying face, not the three bloody holes in a horror story.

[You are very glad that you met a human, and after inquiring, you learned that the other party was separated from your parents and got lost, and accidentally fell from a tree and couldn't stand up]

[You see her crying face, carry her and go to find her parents]

The calligrapher ignored the girl's dirty clothes and carried her on her back.

Kashiwagi was a little surprised, and he thought that judging from the calligrapher's previous performance, he would be the kind of person who was still arrogant and invincible even if he gave kindness.

I never thought it would be so informal.

The light screen quickly went black.

Night falls.

The calligrapher with the girl on her back followed her guidance, and the two Pokémon followed behind, looking around a little nervously.

Obviously, he was still suffering from getting lost, but at this time, the calligrapher was not in a hurry at all, and walked forward slowly, step by step.

[You notice a light in the distance, and a call is heard]

She approached the light, and in an instant she was met by two anxious adults with flashlights.

There is no doubt that they are the parents of the girl.

[You told the girl's parents about the little girl, and the girl's parents thanked you very much and invited you to dinner]

The calligrapher followed the girl's parents to a camp.

The bonfire in the middle emitted a warm glow, and a metal cauldron was set on top, and although the bottom was burned black, the scent of birds still flew from above.

A string of bubbles appeared on the calligrapher's head.

The girl's family had smiling faces.

[During dinner, you learned that the family of three was going to Heijin City to meet relatives, and the girl's father heard that you were going to challenge the gym and decided to give you a ride]

[You happily agreed]

While eating, the calligrapher observed the camp.

The girl's parents were obviously much more professional than her, and the camp in the forest was warm and tidy.

Eating steaming food, looking at the smiling faces of the people around him and Pokémon, and recalling today's events, the calligrapher's heart suddenly itched.

Turn.

Realizing that the tent and bag were still in their original locations, she asked the girl's mother, who knew how to find her way, to search with her.

This time they didn't get lost again.

Getting her bag and looking at the calligraphy utensils inside, she could no longer suppress the strong desire to write.

The first time back to the camp for the girl's parents.

The calligrapher borrowed a table from the girl's parents, quickly laid out the rice paper, and asked the Tutu dog to help her sharpen the ink.

Although the new Monini didn't know anything about it, he knew how to imitate, so he also came up to help Tutu.

Thereupon.

Under the extremely puzzled gaze of the girl's family of three, the calligrapher calmly wrote down a word-

"Forest."

A pair of words that do not belong to copying, but only belong to her.

Looking at them, the calligrapher felt pride for the first time.

[When you think of what you have seen and heard today, you think that it is not only the silent forest at dusk, but also the forest where you wander when you are lost, or the dark forest when you first meet a girl, and the forest where the bonfire illuminates the warm camp]

[You sit on the ground and laugh]

[You look at this painting, you remember the curator's words again, and suddenly find the way forward]