Night.

The rain was pouring down, and the sound of rattling was endless.

Dark clouds overshadow the entire Nibel Plateau, taking on an oppressive dark tone.

On top of a dark and deep stone cliff.

The warm orange light was as bright as a beacon on the coast, which made many wild Pokémon cowering in their nests look in that direction curiously.

Rarely is there such a bright light at night on the Nibel Plateau.

Especially the hazy and cold mountain cliffs.

All Pokémon know that there are protectors of the plateau living there, powerful beings like eternal mountains, rarely close to them, but silently guarding everything in this land.

How could there be a light?

Did humans bring it?

The human ......

Wild Pokémon can't help but think of the novel food they taste during the day, and subconsciously begin to swallow their saliva.

It's a pity that the rainstorm has stopped them from wanting to find out, and even water-loving Pokémon will choose to curl up in their nests in such a climate.

Tiredness wells up.

Countless Pokémon fell asleep.

And the source of the light is not in the narrow grotto.

The rain curtain only soaked a small part of the cliff on the periphery, and the interior was still very dry and comfortable.

Wrapped in a soft blanket of cypress, you gaze out at the quiet natural fields and tranquil lakes below, surrounded by orange camping lamps and colorful Pokémon sleeping on their backs.

"Shhh...... Whew......"

He let out a white breath.

The Nibel Plateau is located to the east of Carlos.

The temperature difference between day and night is high in spring, and the presence of heavy rain has dropped below 5 degrees Celsius at this moment.

Kashiwagi was a little disappointed.

It's not that you're in a bad mood, and it's not that it's so cold that you can't sleep.

The Pokémon that surrounded him were hot enough to withstand the cold wind blowing in front of him, and their breathing was even loud and powerful, making people feel extra peaceful and not lonely at all.

Ultimately.

Insomnia is because it really confirms who is in charge of their own crossing, and the source of the golden finger of the simulator -

Why?

Does it have some kind of mission in its existence?

The hand hidden under the blanket clenched the wrist of the thousand universes on his chest.

Kashiwagi, who is accustomed to setting a clear goal for himself and working hard to move forward, is not quite used to this feeling of drawing his sword and looking around.

Respond to me.

And then.

Give me an answer.

He lowered his eyes and silently prayed to the Thousand Heavens Wrist in his arms, longing for a voice to sound in his heart.

"Can't sleep?"

Kashiwagi was shocked, then turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

What catches your eye is a pair of turquoise eyes, like the surface of a lake that is not alarmed.

The owner of the eyes, Pol Kenien, was lying on a protruding flat ground, with Majiyana leaning back against it, and her pink eyes flashed as if she was charging.

"Hmm."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm waiting for an answer to a question." ”

"Questions?"

Polkenion's voice was low.

It obviously didn't want to wake up the sleeping Majiyana, and when faced with the latter, its fiery temper would always rein, and even if it was pasted with pollen that made it allergic several times, it still only complained calmly.

Kashiwagi said softly:

"A question that can determine the future."

“…… Hmph, I don't understand your human affairs. But it's really that important, why not talk to them. ”

Pol Kenyon turned his head towards Pokémon such as Bosco Dora, and said angrily: "Those guys trust you and rely on you so much, your future should be tied together, right?" ”

He nodded slightly and said:

"You're right, I've actually consulted with them. Unfortunately, I couldn't get the answer I was looking for. ”

Polkenyon was confused, for a Pokémon who was not good at thinking, such a complex sentence structure was beyond its comprehension.

Kashiwagi squeezed Chiku's wrist and asked, "Pol Kenien, what do you think your mission is?" ”

"Mission?"

"It's something you have to do."

"If that's ......"

The big man's yellow eyebrows were raised, and then he calmed down, looking at Ma Ji Yana who was snuggling up to it, "It should be my mission to protect the Nibel Plateau and protect Ma Ji Yana." ”

Kashiwagi continued, "So one day, an existence suddenly appears and entrusts you with another mission? ”

Polkenion was unusually decisive, "Of course it's flying it, there is no need to think about this kind of problem at all, so you humans ......"

Something like this guy would do.

"Stop, stop, wait until I'm done."

He reluctantly stopped the guy who was prejudiced against humans from continuing to complain, "If this existence has helped you immensely, for example, Ash and I didn't show up at the time.

"Majiyana was taken away by those villains and took away the soul heart, causing it to almost lose its life, and this being rescued Majiyana, will you accept the mission it gave you?"

Polkenion shook his head, "How could such a thing happen. ”

Kashiwagi said, "Then suppose it happens." ”

"What a nuisance!"

Polcagnion was so angry that a puff of white smoke erupted from his nose, and a short whistle sounded from inside the grotto.

As a result, it was startled first, and quickly glanced at Majiyana, and found that the latter was still asleep and relaxed, and said with a little dissatisfaction:

"Of course I accept it when you say that. Pokémon are different from humans, and they have always been rewarded. ”

"yes, I thought so too—referring to your first half."

He held up a finger and replied, "What troubles me now is that there is a being who is of great kindness to me, and I will certainly accept the mission it has given me.

But what is this mission? Will it ever come? It's all like a fog to me. ”

The rain was shiny.

There is no tendency to get smaller at all.

Polkenion just shook his head.

"There's no need to think about this kind of thing for me, you humans are always struggling with this meaningless thing, does the answer matter? You should know, you will always know. ”

"Doesn't it make sense......

Kashiwagi smiled and didn't refute.

People still have different personalities, and it is even more difficult for people and Pokémon to understand each other.

What's more, one is a Phantom Pokémon that may have an infinite lifespan, and the other is a weak human who may not live for more than a hundred years.

I want to make the most of my limited time in a place where I can enjoy myself.

This is the insistence of Kashiwagi.

"It's really a good idea to go with the flow."

He spat out a big puff of white smoke and said, "Thank you for chatting with me, it's much better to find someone to talk to than for me to think about alone." ”

In fact, he often thinks crankily in the middle of the night.

Sometimes I can't sleep, so I talk to Polyman II or Boskodora.

Because other Pokémon are either not interested in this kind of thing, and will only say yes, yes, yes; or get used to him so hard that the more you talk, the more you get blocked.

It's also a novelty to be lifted off the bar occasionally.

And Polkenyon saw that Kashiwagi's face was relaxed and sleepy, and thought that these fellows were really strange to the extreme, and said:

"Sleep, if you are sleepy, this rain will not last long, tomorrow will be a good weather."

"Hmmm......"

The sound fades down.

Then the sound of even breathing sounded.

Porkenion looked around and snorted silently, then closed his eyes and took a nap.

On rainy days, poachers and trainers are usually absent and do not need to keep a sober vigil at all times.

Icy rainy nights also help cool down.

So that it does not worry about its sudden "explosion".

And when Polkenion closed his eyes, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the table under the orange light lit up and dimmed, and the metal behemoth not far away blinked its aqua blue pupils.

The eldest lady in the tent turned over in her arms in her arms, and the big round egg breathed a sigh of relief.

"Woo Throat~"

The dog-like dragon whined and moved forward until it caught a familiar scent.

There seemed to be invisible ripples in the air.

Finally.

The grotto fell completely silent.

——

Early morning.

The rain stopped.

The sun rises at the end of the lake.

A brilliant rainbow hung on the horizon.

Crystal dew drops from the branches and leaves and drip on the tip of the little lion's nose.

"Sigh~"

It shook its head and continued to burrow into the grass, and when it took out a curly orange tree fruit, it turned excitedly and ran to the three dragons with bamboo baskets in their mouths and yawning.

There are quite a few Pokémon that act similarly to it.

The fruits and plants they collected were tossed into the basket and transported to friendly humans to make them salivate.

The thought that the feast was about to begin.

The wild Pokémon worked harder to gather the ingredients, and even the Candlelight Spirits and Dissolving Beasts did their best to throw fresh tree fruits into the basket.

You can't lose it once, you can't lose it a second time.

"Woo Throat~"

The three dragons holding the basket yawned again, the eyes of the three heads narrowed into a slit, and their mouths turned into waves, looking a little listless.

After the rain, the Nibel Plateau was unusually cold, and the ethereal white mist enveloped the land, making it drowsy.

Maybe finding an opponent to fight with will make it a little more exciting.

The three dragons looked sharply at the lake, and Boskodora accompanied Menas into it, saying that he wanted to collect special ingredients underwater.

Hum!

It's clearly just to play!

Hushlon thought of it on his own, and decided to go to the trainer for a while to complain, so that he could understand how unreliable the trump card he had chosen.

When Boskodora cried and apologized, he came forward to comfort the angry trainer.

When the time comes, the trainer will definitely impress himself and announce to all his partners that he is the strongest trump card.

The brains of the three evil dragons produced countless wonderful images, and they couldn't help but smile hideously and terrifyingly.

Miao Meow, who was standing in front of the basket, trembled, and even the tree fruit that was bound by mental power was frightened.

"Mi, Miyo ......"

"Xiaobai!! Hoopa has been collected! Hoopa wants donuts! ”

The shouts that resounded throughout the plateau brought the three dragons back to their senses, swallowed the saliva that overflowed from the corners of its mouth, gave Miao Meow a strange look, and then flapped its wings to collect the tree fruit.

It had to complete its mission before Boskodora returned!

Come on!

The three evil dragons turned into industrious little bees, shuttling back and forth in the foothills.

Next to a clear stream.

Kashiwagi and Happy Egg and Majiyana are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground.

He stood by the pot and the stove and frantically crafted, Happy Egg quickly processed the raw materials with his knives in his hands, and Majiyana divided the finished products one by one and stopped the wild Pokémon who couldn't help but rush forward to scramble.

I have to say.

The Pokémon of the plateau really haven't eaten anything good.

When Kashiwagi was washing by the stream this morning, the guys looked at him like zombies looking at living people, and they were unusually infiltrating.

Obviously, he makes hungry food.

After eating a normal Pokémon, you can be energetic for at least two days without eating.

How do they manage to give the impression that they haven't eaten the last meal and that there is a lack of food on the Nibel Plateau?

How can it be.

The abundance of products is terrible.

He even found golden banana fruit and cranberry fruit in the pile of tree fruits collected by other Pokémon, which are rare tree fruits even in the extremely developed agricultural animation world.

It is said that a Pokémon that eats the former will become docile no matter how irritable it is, while eating the latter Pokémon will have a strange crush on you.

If Ash had just left home and had these two things, he would still need a flock of flaming flocks to help him run in with Pikachu.

Of course.

Strong bonds are also made by unforgettable memories.

These two things are mainly for budding trainers, or trainers who have just subdued the Tyrannical Pokémon and can't do anything about it.

"The last meal before leaving, let you eat enough."

Kashiwagi spares no effort to make a large number of foods suitable for Pokémon to eat, and the soaring aroma even attracts Polkenion, who hides on the cliff and refuses to see anyone.

It opens its mouth to complain, "What did you do again?" You're going to spoil their mouths like that! ”

"Don't talk about this kind of nonsense, it's just right, fetch water!"

Kashiwagi didn't care what this duplicitous tsundere Pokémon said, and directly included it in the category of handyman.

Hupa and Geng Ghost and Dolong Messia are playing crazy, saying that they will go to the mountains and forests to collect ingredients, and God knows when they will come back.

"Don't just command me! I'm not your Pokémon! ”

Polcagnion refused to take the bucket.

Thereupon.

The Plateau Protector was greeted with the attention of almost all the Pokémon, and Majiyana put down the basin in her hand and walked slowly towards it.

"Beep beep!"

"Majiyana—I'll just go, really, every time I use that trick." Polkenion fled, pollen allergies and couldn't stand the bouquet of flowers in Majiana's hand.

And quickly.

The three dragons came back with a packed basket in their mouths, three heads and trying to tell something.

"Ouch! Whoa! ”

Kashiwagi listened attentively, then smiled and begged him to go to the Hoopa and Geng Ghost gangs.

The three evil dragons tilted their heads slightly: "? ”

"Go ahead, if I find out that it is slacking off when it comes back, I will definitely say it badly!" Trainers draw flatbread.

The three evil dragons that achieved their goal flew away.

Soon.

Boskodora returns with the heterochromatic Menas, and the paw basket is stuffed with a variety of aquatic Pokémon's favorite ingredients.

"Why did it take so long to come back......

Kashiwagi fiercely "criticized" the big monster, and when he heard Menas pulling it to chase the rainbow, he angrily scolded it for going too far, everyone worked so hard, how could you be the same as playing in the mountains and rivers?

Boskodora smiled innocently, and went in and out of her left ear.

The three dragons who had returned with Hupa looked at it in disbelief.

What a cheeky Pokémon!

Is this the confidence of the trump card?

(End of chapter)