[Pokemon] Sycamore

"Bah, bah, bah!"

"I know Xiaomo, you must go out quickly, otherwise the weather will change erratically again." Hanako kept moving at hand, organizing her belongings as fast as she could.

Let’s not talk about Xiaotong’s encounter in the Orange Islands for now, let us shift our attention to the starting point of everything - Zhenxin Town.

I don’t know why, but the weather has been changing strangely recently. One moment the sun is shining brightly, the next moment it’s pouring with rain, and the next moment there’s a sudden storm.

The most exaggerated thing recently was that it actually snowed in this hot July day.

Of course, this phenomenon does not only occur in a small town like Zhenxin Town. Through TV, Hanako learned about the strange changes happening in various places.

Such changes that violate the natural cycle can be noticed by even ordinary humans, no matter how dull they are, let alone Pokémon who call nature their home.

In fact, recently, it is often seen that groups of Pokmon that mainly engage in group activities are migrating non-stop. It is said that this is because such a strange phenomenon has puzzled Dr. Oak, the authority in the Pokmon academic community, and has long been puzzled. I have been immersed in research for a long time. If Hanako hadn't come to remind me and deliver meals from time to time, a famous Quanwei might have starved to death in the research institute.

Of course, Dr. Ohki, a research geek, is not the only person Hanako needs to worry about.

"Okay, Xiao Mo, I'm ready. Let's go visit Salar together." Carrying the bag on her right shoulder, Hanako put on a straw hat to protect the sun. God knows if it's raining now and the sun will suddenly come out later. "It's true that neither of them can take care of themselves. Even without Xiaotong's help, I can't let go when I think of Salal's usual isolation from the world!"

Reaching out to greet the suction cup golem known as Xiao Mo, Hanako smiled when she walked to the door and found Yan Yang Guo showing her face. She seemed very satisfied with her ability to predict things.

"I wonder if Salar has had breakfast today? It's really strange. How can he cook by himself even though he has limited mobility?"

Walking on the path that exuded the fragrance of grass roots after the rain, Hanako muttered to herself doubtfully, her footsteps leaving a string of shoe prints on the wet mud that continued to extend forward.

This section of the road is not far, but within 5 minutes, the small white house of Xiaotong's family appeared in Hanako's sight.

Different from all the houses in Zhenxin Town, the white wooden house built at the edge of the forest seems to be integrated with the woods. The design is so simple that if it were not for the neat appearance, it would not look like it is inhabited.

"Knock Knock Knock~"

Knocking on the door out of habit, just when Hanako reached out to turn the doorknob, the wooden door slowly opened with a "Gazi~" sound. The next moment, Hanako was stunned at the door, unable to react.

No one was behind the door, so who opened the door?

"Come in." It wasn't until a cold voice sounded that Hanako was released from her dazed state.

"Ah! Sure enough, breakfast time is over today. It seems that it's not my turn to show off my talents." The palm that was originally covering her mouth turned to caress her cheek and sighed. Hanako had already seen the figures sitting in the living room and the people in the kitchen. The freshly washed dishes are still dripping with water, and there is such a seamless change of mood. It seems that the acceptance of such a supernatural phenomenon is unexpectedly high.

Looking at the dim room with almost all the curtains drawn, Hanako couldn't help but frowned, "It's rare that it's sunny now. It's not good to see your skin getting paler if you don't get more sun."

Salar is already a fair-skinned beauty, but it would be very scary if she went whiter, Hanako thought seriously, and while giving instructions, she reached out to open the curtains without stopping.

"brush--!"

"Huh?" Light that was much weaker than when she went out came in, illuminating Hanako's surprised face. The raindrops that continued to hit the window seemed to be mocking what she had just said.

"Really~ I don't know if the rain will splash into the balcony, and the clothes that have just been hung may be in trouble."

"Ba Li Ba Li~~" Sensing Hanako's worried mood, the suction cup demon suddenly made a sound, waving its arms and pointing at itself. What the suction cup demon wanted to express was in its next action of reaching out and picking up the umbrella. It was immediately clear.

"Well...I'll excuse you, Xiaomo."

After watching the suction cup golem leave and then closing the door, Hanako turned around to look at her main goal of going out today.

"Okay Salal, you...what happened?"

The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, and Hanako immediately trotted over in a panic to Salal, who was leaning down and holding his head.

The originally awe-inspiring cold face had already been destroyed by the deep frown. When he got closer, he could still see a thin layer of sweat covering his fair face. Only then did Hanako realize that he was nestled in Salar's arms. The ice elf seemed too busy creating air conditioning to make Salal feel better and had no time to say hello to Hanako.

But before Hanako could ask further, Salal breathed a sigh of relief and gently pulled Hanako's arm away.

"I'm fine, I just suddenly remembered some memory fragments." Salar said calmly as he wiped cold sweat from his forehead. He patted the ice elf to indicate that he was fine and then turned to look at Hanako, who was still worried.

"Situations like this happen all the time and it really doesn't matter."

"If you have any difficulties, you must tell me, you know! Otherwise, I will tell that kid Xiaotong!"

"No!" Sara, who had always been expressionless, panicked when she heard Hanako speak.

"Xiaotong's journey should not be disturbed by me."

"Then you should take care of yourself!" Hanako, who suddenly became angry, lectured again, and then let Salar go without saying anything.

"Okay, that's it!"

Then, regardless of Salar's polite refusal, Hanako insisted on helping to clean up the house. Finally, she explained a few more words under Salar's helpless eyes, and set off to Damu Research Institute again.

The space was silent again, with only the footsteps of the ice elf who reappeared in the living room echoing.

Jumping into Salal's arms and enjoying her touch, the ice elf screamed in comfort, looking up at Salal with a little doubt in his ice blue pupils, as if waiting for something.

"...After coming to this town, I really met a lot of friendly people." Lightly scratching the ice elf's chin, Salal suddenly glowed with blue light under the ice elf's gaze, and the next second , piles of papers and binders appeared on the originally empty table.

"So, it's better not to cause them any trouble." Salar flipped through a record book that was not written at all by hand. The ink that had not yet dried up marked the time of completion.

As he continued to write, Salal kept recalling the fragments that he could still remember, and constantly enhanced the content.

Salar, who frowned from time to time, wrote intermittently. Although he still couldn't remember some parts, there was no doubt that his former identity had been roughly determined.

That was a trap. The original purpose of the Rockets was to severely damage the vast majority of the alliance's combat power and destroy the research base they were about to abandon. However, they obviously did not expect that the individual combat power that had been calculated would be stronger than they expected. So many.

At least it was enough to tear apart the Rockets' proud plan and prevent it from succeeding... Of course, I also paid a corresponding price.

but......

Without that desperate decision, there wouldn't be the encounter today.

"That child is the luck of my life, and he is an existence that must be protected, so..."

With a "pop!" sound, the TV switch was turned on, and what was playing on it was the replay of the opening of the Quartz Conference that just ended not long ago.

The most eye-catching thing was the commotion at the opening.

Especially the scene where a certain hero saves the beauty.

"What on earth are you thinking about...brother?" A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, and the memory of that blurry figure in Salal's mind was filled with many not-so-good impressions before it was completely restored.