Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

Looking at Lucario's memories, Carlos and Gardevoir, as adults at this time, couldn't help but blush. As adults who have done everything, of course they can understand the meaning of the conversation.

(Yes, that’s right. If you are a pure person, please comment a 9 on this paragraph. If you are a person with impure thoughts, please comment a 6).

Skipping class and being rebellious has never been this child's true face. He is actually a thoughtful person who loves learning. His talent can be seen from his ability to prepare some anesthetics made from herbs on his own. These behaviors of his are just to express his parents' feelings. Leaving his own anger, perhaps God played a joke on him. He met his long-separated parents in an extremely painful way.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Little Riolu rushed through the crowd. He ran forward like crazy. Looking at the increasingly familiar place, he quickly opened the door and saw only those people with sad expressions on their faces. , and two bodies covered by white cloth.

"child…."

The old Lucario chief silently walked up to him and patted his shoulder to express his condolences.

"No no no!"

Little Riolu wanted to rush forward like crazy. He wanted to lift up the white cloth that smelled of decay. He wanted to prove that they were not dead and that they were still alive!

"Hey! Child!"

Seeing that little Riolu was about to make a drastic move, Zeraora on the side quickly controlled him.

"Aren't you heroes! Aren't you the heroes that everyone says! Then get up! Since you are heroes, then get up!"

Little Riolu struggled constantly with Zeraora's body pressed under him, and he roared angrily to vent his dissatisfaction.

"You have always been other people's heroes! You are not my heroes at all!"

Little Riolu's words made many people feel sad. Yes, the couple are heroes to many people, but they never deserved to be called Little Riolu's heroes. Maybe the little guy was separated from the couple the moment they left. There is a deep gap and resentment between the two.

"I used to miss my dad the same way."

Gardevoir thought of the past, when she was just like Lucario before. Lucario was always the hero of others, but never his own hero.

The little guy watched his parents being buried without saying a word, not even a tear, but grief never has to be expressed through crying.

Little Riolu opened the door of his house and looked at the pale moonlight. Riolu didn't know what he was thinking, so he just looked at the moonlight quietly.

"Dong dong dong dong."

A deep knock on the door interrupted little Riolu's thoughts. He looked at the dark wooden door. In an instant, he thought about many people who might knock on the door.

"Crack!"

Little Riolu knocked down the wooden door, but what he saw was a fire-breathing dragon he didn't recognize.

"who are you?"

Although he was in a very bad mood now, he still maintained basic etiquette and politely asked the visitor's identity.

"Hello... little guy, your parents helped me once, and it was I who brought your parents back."

Charizard's brief self-introduction suddenly brought the atmosphere in the room to a freezing point, and the scars in little Riolu's heart seemed to be suddenly opened.

"brat…"

"Don't tell me anything else! I just want to know how my parents died."

Little Riolu interrupted him with a cold voice. He just wanted to know why his parents died.

"At that time, in order to save the Pokémon that were besieged by poachers, they took the initiative to lure them away and eventually fell down due to the poachers' wheel battle."

Charizard explained to little Riolu, but the deep coldness in little Riolu's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"... "

Ever since his parents left, the little guy has been wandering around in the bamboo forest all day long. No one knows how to persuade this kid. Teacher Lucario always tries to find him, but in the end he returns without success.

Until that day, the clan leader Lucario found him basking in the sun in the bamboo forest.

"Child... let's go back."

Lucario looked at him standing on the bamboo and persuaded him.

"Grandpa... why are we looking for the legendary wave guide hero? Do you know the sacrifice and pain we have paid, and why do we keep trying?"

Little Riolu stood on the bamboo and asked with a sad expression.

“…The strife and pain in the world need to be ended by us, and we are the only ones in the world who can do this.”

The patriarch Lucario looked heavy. He knew the child's pain, but this was their mission and their inevitable fate.

"Dispute? Pain?"

Little Riolu said with a wry smile.

"What does that have to do with us? Are these caused by us? They are caused by greedy and selfish humans, but why should we end it? Why should we go through fire and water?"

After saying this, little Riolu jumped off the bamboo and ran towards the depths of the bamboo forest without looking back.

"Ugh!"

Looking at little Riolu's leaving back, Chief Lucario's mouth was full of bitterness. When he was young, he also questioned this cruel and painful fate like him, but after he experienced those painful things, He also understood the gravity of the mission.

"What mission, what destiny."

Little Riolu said disdainfully, he would not accept such a fate if these constraints were imposed on them.

The evening breeze blew at Riolu who was resting on the tree. He was enjoying the coolness of the evening and admiring the night sky with a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth.

"Crack Kacha!"

At this moment, there was a clear sound of running on the grass in the distance. Riolu, who was alert enough to hear the sound, immediately leaned against the tree and observed through his own waveguide.

"Quick! Don't let the goods escape, hurry up and chase!"

"Humanity!"

Through the waveguide, he discovered several malicious humans chasing an injured Pokémon.

"They are poachers."

Riolu was shocked and continued to observe the situation on the tree.

"Save me...who can come...save me..."

A faint sound from the distant leaves reached Riolu's ears. The sound was so weak that it seemed as if his life was about to run out.

"Three isn't too many."

Riolu stood on the tree and looked at the three poachers. They were not standing close together and he could defeat them one by one.

"If we all split up and look for that little guy, he won't be able to escape."

"good chance."

Seeing the poachers separate, he jumped suddenly and hit one of the poachers with a flash of lightning. The poacher was hit by him unexpectedly, and instantly lost his balance and hit a big tree nearby, knocking him unconscious on the spot. passed.