Reborn in Pokémon, my background is super hard

Wutong looked at the strange scene in front of him and subconsciously used his superpowers.

Then after a scan with super powers, everything was normal. The woman in front of him was not an illusion created by a ghost or psychic Pokémon.

After ruling out the possibility of a Pokémon, Wutong did not feel at ease, but instead had a headache. This woman in front of him, who looked ordinary but seemed very strange because of the place she appeared in, definitely had something wrong with her.

"Then please give me a cup of hot chocolate cocoa." Wutong was obviously not someone who would back down easily, so he sat down next to the coffee table and said.

"Oh~ I'm so sorry, I only have barley tea here~" Although the woman said sorry, there was no expression of apology on her face.

"If there's only barley tea, then why did you ask me what I want to drink?" Wutong asked unhappily.

"Because it's polite. I'm just asking out of politeness." the woman replied.

This way of talking to himself and doing things his own way made Wutong feel inexplicably familiar.

"Forget it, let's just call it barley tea. But before that I should introduce myself. My name is Wutong, and I'm from the Kanto region. I'm a traveling Pokémon trainer." Wutong said.

"Well, Wutong, what a nice name~ My name is Songban Mei, and as for my profession~ Big sister, I am a serious shrine maiden~" Songban Mei said.

"Oh, the witch, you are so powerful..." Wutong responded perfunctorily with an expressionless face.

Then, Wutong suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Matsuita Mei? You're not a shrine maiden as a side job, and a kindergarten teacher as a main job? You're a teacher in the Rose Class of Futaba Kindergarten or something like that." Wutong asked.

"Well, it seems that you, little brother, like the nursery school teacher more than the shrine maiden. But unfortunately, I'm just a shrine maiden. Shrine maidens are also great." said Matsusaka Mei.

After being forced to indoctrinate a bunch of knowledge about witches, Wutong finally drank barley tea.

"So, Ms. Matsuzaka Mei, the strange song you were singing just now should be related to the ancient ruins on Misty Mountain?" Wutong asked while drinking barley tea.

"Eh? So this is Misty Mountain. No wonder there is such thick fog~" said Song Banmei, who was sitting opposite Wutong and also drinking barley tea.

"Ah?" Wutong was stunned. What's going on? Why do you seem to know less than I do?

"And I'm not very clear about the ancient ruins you mentioned~ After all, I'm just an ordinary priestess~" Matsuzaka Mei continued.

"Huh!? What about your shrine?" Wutong couldn't help but ask. He felt that Teacher Xiaomei was playing a trick on him.

"Alas~ The shrine maidens of our lineage do not guard the shrine. We simply guard an altar~" Matsuzaka Mei said directly.

"Altar?" Wutong always felt that the style of painting was becoming more and more biased.

"That's right, it's the altar. How about coming with me to take a look?" Song Banmei invited.

After entering the tree hole and passing through a series of mechanical passages, Wutong followed Song Banmei to the ancient ruins underground.

The walls are carved with murals that appear to tell a story.

And in the center of the ancient ruins is the altar that Songbanmei said they were guarding.

"Brother Wutong, do you know what the most precious thing in the universe is?" Song Banmei asked while standing in front of the altar.

"The love of family, the friendship of companions, the love of lovers, your own unchanging dream... or, is it the time for the answer you want?" Wutong said calmly.

"Ah, it seems that you know a lot of things, Brother Wutong. Although the things you mentioned before are also very precious, the most precious thing in the universe is time, so the ancients made this time machine." Song Banmei said.

"Time machine...it's really a technology that can't be any darker. No, it can't be considered technology." Wutong complained while looking at the altar next to Song Banmei.

After Wutong complained, Songbanmei threw a Poké Ball and a Libra doll appeared.

Seeing Libra appear, Wutong decisively took two steps back. He didn't want to encounter any unexpected time travel.

"You seem to know a lot. How about a time travel?" asked Song Banmei.

"No need. I just want to know what you want to tell me." Wutong refused decisively.

"Do you want to know something? Maybe I want you to know the preciousness of time. I've said before, I'm a shrine maiden, but we have a very strange tradition~" Matsuzaka Mei said after thinking for a while.

Wutong looked at Song Banmei calmly, waiting for her to continue.

However, Song Banmei did not continue speaking, but looked at Wutong expectantly, and the two of them stared at each other.

After a few minutes, Song Banmei gave up first.

"Really, brother Wutong, you are not supportive at all. As the priestess guarding the time machine, you have to take a time journey while in office, and then find a destined person and give him something~" Songban Mei said angrily.

"What a weird tradition this is. It's meaningless," Wutong said with a frown.

"No, no, no. According to the first generation shrine maiden, the items given by the shrine maiden will contain blessings. I don't know when they will take effect. Maybe they can even save the world~" Matsuzaka Mei shook her finger and said.

Wutong didn't know where to start complaining for a moment.

"So, this is for you. After all, you are the only person I meet here. And I feel there is a familiar aura about you." Song Banmei said as he took out a flute and handed it to Wutong.

Wutong took the flute, and the moment he saw the flute, an expression of surprise couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Well, mission accomplished, I'm leaving now. By the way, after I leave, a time window might appear on the altar, but don't just climb in, it's very dangerous." Song Banmei said as she walked towards the altar.

On the altar, the Libra puppet was spinning at high speed, and soon the machine was activated. An orange beam of light appeared, and Song Banmei stood in the beam of light and waved at Wutong.

"Goodbye, brother Wutong, you must cherish my flute and use it to save the world or something~" Song Banmei said and disappeared from the light column.

The moment Song Banmei waved her hand, Wutong saw that Song Banmei was wearing a bracelet on her wrist, with a fluorescent green leaf on it.

"Matsubanmei...Meimei!? No, this flute!" There was too much information at once, and Wutong felt like he didn't know where to start to sort it out.

Regardless of the fact that Matsuzaka plum may be the "ume plum" that Purple Onion is looking for.

Or the fact that the flute that Songbanmei gave him was exactly the same as the flute he got from his future self.

These are all things that give Wutong a headache.

The "Meimei" that Purple Onion is looking for may be the Matsuzaka plum, but I have no way of telling Purple Onion where to find the "Meimei".

The only thing Wutong knew was that Song Banmei should be a person on the same timeline as himself. After all, this time machine should only be able to travel through time, not through space.

However, rather than whether the pine board plum is "plum" or not, the key point is what this flute is used for.

Wait a minute, Song Banmei just said that there will be a time window?

Wutong quickly looked at the time machine, and a tiny dot gradually expanded. Wutong vaguely saw Xiaoxia's figure.

Without hesitation, Wutong decisively used the transformation device. A white light flashed, and Wutong switched to small pupil mode.

"Eh!? What is this?" Xiaoxia shouted in surprise as she looked at the time window that suddenly appeared in front of her.

At this time, Xiaoxia was alone on her way to Vermilion City, holding Togepi, who was still the same as before.

"Long time no see, Xiaoxia." Wutong walked to the time window and greeted.

"Miss Xiaotong!? What's going on?" Xiaoxia asked in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I can't explain it due to some special reasons, but can I ask you, if you meet Wutong when you go to the Hoenn region, please give this flute to him." Wutong said quickly as he watched the window begin to shrink.

"Okay... okay... but what exactly is this..." Xiaoxia took the flute in a daze and wanted to continue asking.

"Please, you must remember this!" Wutong said, and the time window closed directly.

"What on earth is going on?" Xiaoxia looked at the flute in her hand and Wutong who had disappeared along with the time window, and talked to herself in confusion.

On the other side, Wutong had a complicated expression as he looked at the time machine that had returned to its original state.

"So, this is where the guardian of the Water City begins?" Wutong couldn't help but say.