I, the first trainer of the new world

"Musashi……"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Musashi was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away in disbelief.

Behind her, Kojiro was wearing the familiar R uniform, with a bright smile on his face and covered in mud, grinning.

"Kojiro?" Musashi was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

This is the last evacuation point. Logically, Kojiro and the others should have left with the evacuees in front of them. Musashi stayed to help because of Miss Joy, as she had already sent away several batches of evacuees.

According to Kojiro and the others, even if they wanted to find her, they should have looked for her among the previous batches of evacuees. How could she be here?

Kojiro grinned and said, "I went to the Pokémon Center to look for you, but everyone in the Pokémon Center had already evacuated. I couldn't find you, so I stayed here and waited for you."

Every batch of evacuees will pass through here. Since we can’t find them, we’ll just wait.

"Where's Meow Meow?" Musashi looked beside Kojiro but didn't see the familiar figure.

Kojiro scratched his head: "I can't find you among so many people before evacuation, so Meow Meow and I will split up to look for you. If we find you, we will use the communicator to contact you. If we can't find you, we will go back to the dining car and wait for the next batch."

At this point, Kojiro suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the communicator from his bag: "I need to contact Meow Meow..."

Snapped--

The communicator was knocked down.

Kojiro stood there in a daze, looking at the communicator that had fallen to the ground.

After knocking down the communicator, Musashi looked at him, tears gathering in his eyes: "Since you all don't want me anymore, why are you still looking for me?"

"We don't want you!" Kojiro said seriously.

"You did!" Musashi yelled at Kojiro, "You asked the girl with the watermelon-shaped glasses to find you new teammates! You left me alone in Kalos! You left me alone to participate in the Triple Crown Satellite Tournament!"

Very loud sound.

But it is not as loud as the sound of falling tears.

Happiny looked at Musashi's profile worriedly, and Junsha and Joey in front also turned their heads to look over.

Kojiro stood there in silence.

Musashi cried hysterically, "I know I'm willful! I know it's hard to please a guy like me! I also know you guys give in to me in everything!"

"But aren't you used to it? Didn't I say that no one can stand me except you? Didn't I say that you wouldn't be used to it without me?"

"I thought what you said was...true."

Musashi's voice became smaller and smaller, but the sound of crying became more and more obvious: "But I can't change my willfulness. I don't necessarily require you to serve me. If giving in to me makes you unhappy, you can tell me. You don't have to get used to it, and you don't have to endure it..."

"You didn't tell me, but you insisted on leaving me alone..."

Musashi grabbed the hem of her skirt and let the tears flow down her cheeks and drip onto the ground.

"There's nothing wrong with being alone. I've been alone since I was a child. When my family was poor and no one took care of me, when I was in the celebrity election, when I was in nursing school, when I was in Pokémon Research School, when I was in Team Rocket Academy, when I was on a mission... I finally got to know you and Meowth."

“…I don’t like being alone.”

Musashi cried quietly.

Miss Junsha and the others looked at Musashi in a daze. Miss Joey subconsciously wanted to go forward to comfort Musashi, but before she could step forward, Joey, who brought Musashi here, reached out to stop her.

She pointed at Kojiro who was silent in front of her and shook her head.

She shouldn't be comforted by us.

Junsha and Joey looked at each other and chose to remain silent.

"Are you done?" Kojiro looked up at Musashi and scratched his head. "I think you could have gone a little further and called us stupid or idiots. Otherwise, if you keep getting angry, I'm afraid you'll hit me."

Junsha and Joey were stunned for a moment.

"Idiot!" Musashi yelled at Kojiro, "Shouldn't you be here to comfort me at a time like this? What kind of comfort is this!"

Junsha and Joey nodded in agreement.

Those words didn't sound like comfort at all.

"Hehe~" Kojiro grinned, "Because I'm not good at talking, otherwise I wouldn't have been expelled from the Pokémon Research School like you."

Musashi was stunned.

Yes, Kojiro, like her, was persuaded to drop out of the Pokémon Research School, but they only became partners after joining Team Rocket School.

Thinking of this, Musashi wiped the tears from his face and said, "Anyway, you will all have new teammates. I will stay in Kalos alone. Even without you, I can still be the Queen of Kalos."

Kojiro scratched his head, watching Musashi turn around, and whispered, "Hey, Musashi, what is your truth?"

Musashi stopped and said, "That kind of thing doesn't matter."

Having said that, he prepared to continue walking forward.

Kojiro put his hand down and looked at Musashi's back: "My truth is everything I have now. Being with you is everything I have."

Musashi's body froze.

Kojiro continued, "What is your ideal?"

Musashi didn't answer.

Kojiro said to himself: "Master Zekrom's answer to Meow Meow is, [Your ideals are empty]..."

Musashi's eyes widened.

"But, Meow Meow is not without ideals." Kojiro smiled, "It's because it has reached the other side of its ideals, has reached the end of its ideals, and has faced the reality. So... Meow Meow's ideals have actually been achieved."

Musashi turned his head and looked at Kojiro.

"So, that time, Reshiram and Master Zekrom actually asked the wrong person. The Dragon of Truth Reshiram should have asked Meowth so that He could get the answer that Meowth had reached the truth. And the Dragon of Ideals Master Zekrom should have asked me so that He could hear my ideal..."

Kojiro looked at Musashi with bright eyes without a trace of impurities.

"As long as the person I love the most is happy, it is the happiest thing for me."

Musashi covered his mouth and tears flowed again.

"But I seem to be a little self-righteous and forget to consider the feelings of the person I like." Kojiro laughed a little distressedly, "I always thought that Musashi's dream was to become a star and become the Queen of Kalos, so I want to help you achieve this dream, even if I have to deceive Boss Sakaki and betray Team Rocket. Team Rocket is very important to me, but before that, I still think you are more important."

"But, my behavior made you angry." Kojiro spread his hands, then looked at Musashi seriously, "So... Hey, Musashi, I'm sorry."

“Can you tell me about your dream?”

"Even if I don't have the ability to realize it, I still want to know. I want to know what kind of future can make you happy. I also want to know when my happiness will come. This question is not for you, but for us..."

“Our future.”

The voice is magnetic, not a passionate preaching, but a simple narration.

It's like two old friends who have known each other for a long time saying this, or like an old couple sitting in the sun, basking in the sun and talking about the past.

He and she looked at each other, letting the wind blow her long hair.

Just like a painting.

The scroll will be treasured by people because it can always depict a scene that does not exist in reality. That beautiful picture may be more bizarre and more beautiful than the present one.

But reality is sometimes more dreamy than a painting.

No matter how heavy the snow is, it cannot extinguish the warmth in our hearts. No matter how cold the wind is, it cannot freeze two hearts that are close to each other.

Junsha and Joey beside them had their eyes wide open and their mouths covered, even trying their best to control their breathing for fear of disturbing this dreamlike scene.

Tears streamed down my cheeks again.

But this time, Musashi's face was full of smiles: "What dream? I have never thought about that kind of thing."

The smile was not beautiful because the face was muddy and tired.

Kojiro was helpless: "Then my happy future will probably take a long time to come."

His voice was still so gentle, like distressed yet doting words.

"No." Musashi said softly, "Not in the future, but now."

Kojiro was stunned.

Let the tears flow across your face, taking away the tiredness, happiness mixed with a smile, just like two hearts snuggling close to each other.

This smile is the most beautiful painting in their hearts.