Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

"Squeak, squeak..."

The slightly harsh sound of rocks colliding continued to be heard, followed by the girl's increasingly rapid breathing.

"boom--"

The huge rock shrouded in pink light suddenly collapsed, and Mary finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it, and slowly lowered her right hand that was raised in front of her.

[Oh~ Success!] Grandma Gengar picked up the gravel that had fallen to her feet with a smile and crushed it into pieces.

Looking at the oversized Gengar jumping around in front of her because of joy, Mary wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked about the next training project, "Geng Gui Grandma, can I try to feel the power of dreams next?"

[Well... not yet. Before that, you'd better get familiar with the use of telekinesis.] Grandma Gengar thought for a moment, and finally pointed to the boulder not far away, [Go break a few more, and when you can turn that thing into pieces in an instant... Forget it, break it into smaller pieces, and you can try to feel the power of dreams.]

The reason why it is the power of dreams is naturally because compared with the power of nightmares, Cresselia's power is still very gentle, which is suitable for a novice like Mary.

Meanwhile, Darkrai was teaching Ma about the use of illusions from a distance. They had taken similar courses countless times, and Ma's talent also astounded Darkrai, although he still felt that Zoroark, the idle little guy, was more talented in some areas.

[Tsk... How about some coercive measures this time?] Darkrai stroked his chin, thinking back to the time when Zoroark often slept soundly. With the lazy nature of the little fox, it would be difficult to realize his talent, no matter how strong it was.

But soon, Darkrai thought of Aislo's attitude towards the elves. The boy always respected the elves' choices and would not actively force them to do anything.

[Well, let's talk about this later.] Darkrai shook his head slightly, and the illusion released by Ma that was difficult to distinguish between true and false was reflected in his ice-blue eyes, and a hint of relief unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

He feels that his life is pretty good now. He stays with Aislo all the time, teaches a few talented "apprentices", and occasionally hides in the shadows to take a look at Baiyang Town. Suddenly, he feels as if there is hope in this life.

……

[Hmm~ From your current performance, it can be seen that Yaxuan’s training is effective... But where are we going now? ]

The lazy voice was the same as before. Yveltal, curled up in the luxurious ball, even turned over. Hey, it’s true, it’s really comfortable to live in this little thing.

Walking on the endless sea, feeling the rhythm of the ocean under his feet, Eslo greeted the large-mouthed gulls passing by in the sky while looking into the distance. He had been walking here for a while, and now, he could vaguely see a hazy black shadow where the sea and the sky meet.

"Crescent Island."

The boy's answer did not surprise Yveltal. After all, it was easy to guess. In this sea area, the only one who could attract Eslo's attention was the Goddess of Dreams, Cresselia.

[Oh? That will give me a good opportunity to see what kind of spirit this beautiful dream god who spanked you before is.] Yveltal suddenly laughed playfully.

"...You don't have to say this." Aislo's face darkened. He didn't want to mention a word about the dark history that had just come. But as for Grandma Gengar...she really said what she wanted to say.

However, Yveltal's unusual behavior also attracted the boy's attention. If this happened in the past, Yveltal would have laughed wildly and rolled the ball in front of him. How could he be so quiet as he is now?

Could it be that he had an epiphany before? Aislo suddenly thought of the scene that happened when they were sitting on the beach just now.

After struggling for a moment, the young man, who couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking, gave up thinking. He just said after a slight pause: "Yveltal, if you have something on your mind, you can choose to tell me. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to talk... I just want to tell you that our lives have been connected to each other a few years ago, and we are destined to accompany each other for life, so don't always live with a mask, okay? It's tiring. Just like you once told me, we are a family."

[Hmm... Hmm?] Yveltal was somewhat at a loss for words after hearing what Eslo said suddenly. He raised his head inexplicably and looked at the boy through the Poké Ball. Was he being lectured? No, was his abnormality really that obvious?

"It's obvious." Eslo guessed what the other party was thinking and narrowed his eyes with a smile. "I was just naive at the time, not stupid. Let's not talk about why you, the God of Destruction who has lived like a machine for who knows how long, appear to be so lively and cheerful. Just the way you laughed and cried just now can explain a lot of things."

Eslo moved his shoulders unnaturally to relieve the strange feeling coming from behind him. Yveltal had really slapped him hard.

And regarding Yveltal's character, Eslo really didn't think much about it at first. Firstly, he hadn't thought about it carefully before, and secondly, he had gotten used to it. It was also because of habit that he didn't have any doubts at all.

Why did this former destruction machine suddenly change like a bird, from being taciturn to being chatterbox now? It was not until the complicated look in Yveltal's eyes when he looked at the sky just now that Eslo's heart was touched. Perhaps in all the interactions they had been having, the other party's active personality was just an act.

Although it was a little hard to accept, due to the boy's personality, he would not express it directly, but try to communicate with the other party.

[Have you learned to read minds? As expected, I knew that Emrito had hidden something! ]

It was still the familiar speaking style, but the tone was more exaggerated than usual.

"No, I guessed it. After all, we have been together for so long, right?" Eslo did not care about the other party's evasion. He just chuckled and answered patiently. However, it was precisely because of the boy's attitude that Yveltal felt even more uncomfortable.

Did the destruction of the world he lived in in the past, or the death of his old enemy and confidant who had been entangled with him for half his life, really have no effect on Yveltal, the "destruction machine"? The answer is obvious. The inner emptiness brought about by it may be the reason why Yveltal pretended to be optimistic and cheerful. He did not want Eslo, his "father god" who gave him a second life, to worry about him, nor did he want to make him feel sad because of himself.

[…Xiao Luo, I don’t mean to distrust you…]

"Well, I believe you."

[In my heart, you are now my only "family". ]

"Ok, I know."

[And...I didn't cry and laugh at the same time.]

"..."

Aislo paused and scratched his head, but he quickly responded, "Well... well, the great God of Destruction is not crying and laughing."

[That’s more like it…]

Eslo's eyes narrowed into crescents unconsciously. Yveltal's voice was originally neutral, and with the weak tone now, it sounded a little different... well, the contrast was cute.

[By the way, do you like my current personality? I think my previous personality was a little unpleasant...] Yveltal did not pay attention to Eslo's state, otherwise, with his psychological defenses now broken, he would probably cry and make a fuss, well, although this behavior is not consistent with the identity of the God of Destruction.

However... the mask cannot be taken off after being worn for too long, because there will always be remnants of the "mask" no matter what. Yveltal herself naturally understands this truth. Change is not a matter of an instant, but if a long-term change is made in order to restore the previous appearance, isn't that another way to change oneself?

"I don't know~" Aislo tilted his head, seemingly not understanding Yveltal's question. "I like you, not your personality, Yveltal."

【…】

"..."

[Eh~ How cheesy! Stay away from me! Stay away from me!]

The brief silence was broken by Yveltal's disgusted voice, but Eslo looked unconcerned and still had a smile on his face.

"Eh? Are you disgusted already? You looked cuter the way you were just now."

[Who thinks... it's cute?] Yveltal stopped talking and turned around.

"Oh, what a tsundere."

[I’m not a tsundere!!!]

"Yeah, okay, I get it~"

[Hey! Who taught you bad things? ]

Between the azure sky and the deep sea, the boy's footsteps were brisk, and laughter echoed around from time to time.

If there were any favorability or strategy progress prompts at this time, Eslo would probably be able to see that Yveltal's favorability towards him had increased from 99% to 100%.

On the other side, Gengar's grandmother, who was watching Mary training hard while she was slacking off on the side, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.

[Hmm? Someone is talking about me? ]