[Pokemon] Sycamore

Melodious jazz music echoed in the small square with rich emotions.

The changeable timbre brings out the unique personal style of the playing uncle, with a hint of ruffianism in his mind. The dynamic scales arouse the mood of the audience, making the people who stop and watch involuntarily shake their heads to the rhythm, and become immersed in the performer. In the dance party created.

At this time, a clear flute sound joined in time, and the high tone echoed the low saxophone.

Just like a beauty entering the dance floor at the invitation of a male guest, she puts her palm into the man's palm, adding a touch of brightness to the ball.

"Whoa~"

In the small waterway that can be crossed with just one step, small heads pop up, whether they are Ubos or Swamp Kings, or they just happened to be attracted by the cheerful music when they entered. Pokémon, like people at this moment, narrowed their eyes and joined the audience.

From time to time, tiny water columns rise into the sky, scattering into scattered water droplets in the air, reflecting brilliant light under the sunlight. Such beautiful pictures are all created by the little guys living in Odomale. My inner gratitude is dedicated to the performers who played such a moving melody in front of me.

Next to the street performer uncle, a blond girl who was much smaller in comparison was holding an ice-blue piccolo to her lips, improvising along with the melody played by the uncle.

The sound of the flute that rises and falls surrounds the timbre of the saxophone, and then gradually fades away.

The mysterious girl who broke into the ball left the man who felt lost, and blended into the crowd with brisk steps, never to be seen again.

Farewell, lost girl~

After a while, the music gradually disappeared.

Instead, there were bursts of warm applause and cheers.

"That's great, uncle." Xiaotong put down his piccolo and bowed to the street performer and the audience with a smile on his face, like an actor thanking the audience after a performance.

"What the hell, little girl, you are so amazing." Holding his hat with one hand and pressing it, the street artist uncle's face was full of satisfaction, and he also responded with a polite gesture.

The city made of stones is full of historical atmosphere. Here, the wandering performer and the resting girl met by chance. They made friends for a short time and then parted ways. Their journeys were colored by Odom. Ray's romantic overtones.

After waving goodbye to the mother and daughter, Xiaotong could still see the baby in her mother's arms showing her an innocent smile, and the expression on her face couldn't help but become a little softer again.

Putting down his arms, Xiaotong turned to look at the last 'audience' who was still in the same place, with curiosity and a touch of surprise in his eyes.

A white beret was the only difference. Xiaotong quietly came to the girl sitting on the stone steps aside, trying to find even one difference.

Unfortunately, it still failed.

The figure in front of him, who was lowering his head and scribbling on the drawing paper with a paintbrush, could not tell any difference in appearance from the mysterious girl who had been with him for a short period of time before suddenly disappearing.

Is it the same person?

No, it's not.

The waveguide is completely different, and it is this decisive difference that arouses Xiaotong's curiosity.

With a light jump, he circled behind the girl. Xiaotong leaned forward and finally saw the protagonist in the girl's painting, with a bit of surprise on his face.

Isn't it the scene where she performed with the street artist uncle just now?

Although it is only a rough outline, it fully captures the charm of the performer, and even the listening expressions of the audience are accurately reflected on the page.

Xiaotong could even see the smile on her face under the girl's brushstrokes.

"So, did I look like this when I was playing?"

"Ok?"

The sound that was too close caused the girl to escape from the world in the painting. She turned her head blankly and caught a delicate little face in her eyes.

It's a bit familiar... The girl looked down at her painting, then looked up at Xiaotong's face that was half-smiling but not smiling. After a few seconds, her face suddenly turned red.

"Ah!?" She exclaimed in fright. The girl quickly put down the drawing book in her hand and stood up. Then she said with a bit of embarrassment on her face: "Hello, this... is actually the scene just now. It was so attractive that before I knew it I was trying to save it.”

After straightening her skirt that was slightly turned up, the girl then extended her hand to Xiaotong gracefully: "My name is Canon. As you can see, my hobby is painting. I look for good scenery in Odomare that is worth recording. It’s one of my hobbies.”

"Xiaotong, a Pokémon trainer, is currently on vacation not long after arriving in Aldomare." With a slight smile, Xiaotong still had a good impression of Kanon in just a few words of interaction.

The initial embarrassment passed, and Kanon looked at the girl in front of him with some admiration in his eyes.

As a painter, a pair of eyes that can capture various details is indispensable, and the ability to observe words and colors is even more important. Being good at discovering and recording all kinds of beauty is an activity that Cannon has always been passionate about.

Not to mention the dazzling appearance, the strong sense of presence that cannot be ignored just by standing there gave Kanon a deeper understanding when facing Xiaotong.

Perhaps she was on vacation, but the girl's movements revealed a vague laziness, which made Kanon, who had just met the girl, couldn't help but want to see how serious she looked.

It must be a stunning sight that makes people reluctant to look away.

"What a strange idea..."

"What's wrong? Canon...can I call you that?"

"Huh? Of course! Sorry for being distracted just now..." The blush climbed to her cheeks again, and Kanon's voice became smaller and smaller.

After all, Kanon wouldn’t dare to say such words as you are stunned.

Canon, who is not a Pokémon trainer, may find it difficult to understand. The passion that bursts out at the moment of a battle between powerful trainers can ignite anything.

And that scene will be so gripping that people can't take their eyes away... Perhaps this purity is the dazzling crystallization that can shock the artist's soul.

Not knowing that she was driven by this desire in her heart, Kanon only understood one thing, that is, she did not want to pass by the girl in front of her.

Becoming friends may be a good choice. Since she is here for sightseeing, as a local, I will lead her around the beautiful scenery of the private house. In this way, we will definitely get to know each other quickly, right?

Kanon secretly made up his mind.

the other side.

For Xiaotong, this young lady who became much more enthusiastic after letting go of her hand asked her if she needed company as soon as she opened her mouth. Before she could figure out the relationship between Qanon and the mysterious girl , Xiaotong still couldn’t ask for it.

So just like that, the two people who had "little thoughts" about each other reached a consensus by coincidence.