Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

"This kid is really... reckless." Listening to Yaxuan's story, Aislo smiled helplessly, "Sorry, I've caused you trouble."

"It's not really a mess, and it's not a big deal." Ya Xuan smiled, "I like this kid's personality, but..."

Ya Xuan suddenly frowned and changed the subject, "This character is good for other elves, but it's a little too early for this little guy..."

It was really too early. How long had Shakiras been born? Less than a year. It was not a good thing to be sensible and mature at such a young age and to put too much pressure on yourself.

You know, the childhood of any creature is a process of contacting and understanding the world. If any psychological problems arise during this period, the impact on its life may be difficult to estimate.

"Morning?" Aislo tilted his head, and Mary already understood the meaning of Yaxuan's words.

"You mean, Shakiras has been under some pressure?"

"Yeah." Yaxuan nodded. If a person is under excessive pressure in childhood, it may crush him. This can also be applied to most Pokémon.

"How could that be?" Aislo was a little surprised. In his eyes, Shakiras was always the most well-behaved one, even that stupid crocodile and Marula could not compare to him. Moreover, he would always be with the little guy. If there was really something abnormal with the other party, how could he not see it?

[It is because he is well-behaved that he is usually quiet. It is because he cares about you that he hides himself and does not want you to notice the abnormality in his heart.] Yveltal explained to the boy in time, [Just like you treated us in the past, you looked very normal on the surface, but in the end you didn't tell the truth... Your acting skills are really the same.]

"Is that so? Sorry." Aislo was speechless and turned his head to look at the lava pool. "But is it worth it..." It was obvious that he could just hide behind him and protect himself and them. There was no need to fight so hard.

"You know what? Xiao Luo." Ya Xuan's sudden words made Aisiluo turn his head and look at him, "You are now like a naive parent, stubbornly believing that you are enough to support the family, and the child only needs to grow up under your protection."

"But this idea is wrong and unfair..."

Yaxuan began to talk nonstop, and Aisiluo gradually lowered his head and began to question his inner heart. At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded in his mind - [... So, father, can you forgive my willfulness this time? ]

The boy raised his head in shock. It was Shakiras' voice, he was absolutely sure of it.

The immature voice and the long talk also confirmed what Yaxuan said. Aislo suddenly felt a little disappointed. Did he ignore the pressure and true thoughts of the other party? Although he said righteously that he respected the elves' ideas and was willing to work with them, in his subconscious, he still "arrogantly" thought that the elves only needed to hide behind him... From this point of view, he was really a little self-righteous.

Too much indulgence is just a shackle. While restricting children's growth, it will also sever the relationship between parents and children, creating an insurmountable gap.

"Sorry..." Another apologetic murmur, but it was unclear who the person being apologized to was.

Aislo remained silent, his handsome face shrouded in a gloom.

"Aluo, this is not your fault." The girl's gentle comfort was like the warm sunshine, "No one can do one thing well at once. I also had many conflicts with Morubek and the long-haired trolls. But no matter who was wrong, we would not blame each other, because we all believed in each other's feelings... So, don't blame yourself, okay? Shakiras told us that he likes to see your smiling face. Do you want to smile?"

The girl suddenly raised the corners of her lips, her big eyes blinking, she stretched out two slender index fingers and gently touched the lips of Aisiluo, then pulled them up - "Not bad, this is the right way."

Although sometimes disturbing others excessively when they are in a bad mood will only make them feel disgusted, this also varies from person to person. Mary, who knows Eslo very well, knows that what the other person needs now is not "ignorance", but comfort and recognition to pull him out of the trough.

"Thank you..." When he met the girl's gentle eyes, the gloom in Eslo's heart dissipated a little.

"Cough cough..." A light cough was heard, making the two of them look at Yaxuan at the same time.

"Mary is right. There is no need for you to blame yourself, Xiao Luo." Yaxuan put down the hand that was resting on his chin. "All the new trainers who have received systematic education from the League in the Pokémon Academy will make many such mistakes, let alone you? Now that you have recognized the mistake, try to change it."

"Hmm!" Aislo took a deep breath, and then looked seriously at the magma pool that was emitting billowing hot steam, because he could feel that the familiar waveguide was rising rapidly.

——He needs to apologize sincerely.

That doesn't make sense. Why did he get scolded by Yveltal after he concealed his physical condition and it was exposed? And now Shakiras is the one who is pretending to be strong, but he still wants him to apologize?

For a moment, the boy's brain exploded.

At this time, Yaxuan and Mali also turned their heads to look. It was not that they felt anything, but the changes in the magma pool were too obvious. They saw that the originally calm surface of the pool was constantly emitting bubbles like boiling water, and it was also shaking slightly, as if something would rush out of it in the next moment.

"That is..." Ya Xuan's eyes moved, and then his face became serious. He suddenly realized that he might witness history today.

The next moment, accompanied by a roar and scattered heat waves, a dazzling figure rushed out from the magma pool, and the almost visible air flow sprayed from his body, which seemed to be just like his Pokémon classification - the bullet Pokémon, Shakiras.

Just as Shakiras came into contact with the cold air outside, a dazzling white light instantly enveloped him. It was the light of evolution.

Mary widened her eyes in shock and gasped. Although Yaxuan had expected it, the shock he felt was even stronger after seeing it with his own eyes.

"In less than a year, a newly born late-blooming elf was cultivated to its final form..." Ya Xuan silently glanced at Aislo beside him and took a deep breath, "The original red and green are probably no better than this."