Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

Passing through the bustling crowd, Aislo and Mary came to a sea of ​​flowers outside a small town. In Yuanzhi Town, the sea of ​​flowers is not difficult to find, and can even be seen everywhere.

At this moment, one black dot after another separated from the scattered shadows of the flowers and gathered into a shadow. Darkrai slowly crawled out of it and put the little hedgehog that had been in his hand for the past few days on the ground.

"Shami, you should know the migration route of your tribe, right?" Aislo squatted down, and the hem of his black windbreaker brushed against the flowers, making a slight rustling sound.

She pulled out the Gracitia flower from her backpack. Even though it had been picked many days ago, the flower was still blooming as before.

Perhaps in addition to the flower's own strong vitality, it is also related to Cresselia's blessing.

[…Hmm, you know that, right…]

After a moment's silence, Shemi answered somewhat reluctantly, his strange speaking habits not changing at all.

They have just woken up and already they have to separate... A hint of loss flashed across the little hedgehog's eyes. He wanted to stay with the two people in front of him forever. The two completely different affinities made him unable to extricate himself, but he did not want to abandon his playmates and relatives in his own tribe... Maybe he was too greedy.

Choices are always difficult, especially choosing between two things that are hard to give up.

Our dear Miss Sirona may have a lot to say about this.

As if he could see what the little fellow was thinking, Aisiluo gently reached out his hand and stroked Xiemi's back, "Xiemi, there is no need for us to be sad about the separation in front of us, right? Although the world is big, the time we have is also very...long..."

Halfway through her words, Aislo suddenly stuttered. She seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously glanced at the girl beside her, but then she looked away in panic, with a hint of trance and helplessness in her eyes.

Fortunately, Aislo's little action was almost fleeting, and Shaymi and Mary didn't notice anything unusual. Only Darkrai complained, "He really realized it after a while... should I say he's slow?"

[You can't say that.] Gengar's grandmother continued, [It's just that in her subconscious, she doesn't want to think that way, and this time the words about the time she has exposed her own escape.]

[What will she choose then?] Darkrai looked at Eslo, then at Mary, with a worried look in his eyes. He didn't want to see the two of them clearly liking each other but not daring to get close because of some concerns. When he had time, he would tell Eslo that there was a solution to the lifespan problem.

[Don't be impatient~] Grandma Geng Gui smiled, [Only in certain choices can she understand her heart more clearly.]

[Okay, I'll listen to you.] Darkrai closed his eyes again. The flower rock monster wouldn't harm Eslo anyway.

The girl continued, "...So, we will meet again in the end. This separation is just to make the next reunion more wonderful, isn't it?"

[But... Mimi just doesn't want to be separated from you!] Xie Mi raised his head suddenly, [Conquer Mi! In this way, Mimi won't have to be separated from you, right! ? ]

As long as I become her Pokémon, as long as she becomes her trainer... then... then...

"So, are you really willing to abandon your own tribe, your own companions, your own relatives, and go on this journey with me, the end of which I don't even know?" The girl's voice was crisp, and her obsidian eyes seemed to look directly into Xiemi's heart.

【Mee……】

Shemi lowered his head again in shame. He was ashamed of his cowardice and ashamed of the words he said but could not keep.

"Don't blame yourself, Shaymi." The gentle voice was like running water, quietly flowing through the little hedgehog's heart, "You know what? I don't want to pick a free flower and keep it for myself, because that is selfish... The flower belongs to this world, and the end of its journey should be soaring in the sky, shuttling through the sea of ​​flowers, rather than being imprisoned by someone's side."

"So... please bloom in the sky!"

The girl's voice was strong and powerful, and she stretched her hand holding the Gracilia flower a little further forward.

【……Um! 】

Without any hesitation, Shemi picked up the huge flower in Aislo's hand. The moment the flower and the elf touched, a soft and non-dazzling light flashed.

Light green spots of light floated around, and the flowers and tender grass around began to grow wildly, until finally, against the backdrop of the flowers, an elf shaped like a deer stepped on the void and jumped into the sky.

[Hey, Xiao Luo!] The cheerful and arrogant voice was still gentle when facing the girl, [You said that we would meet again, right?!]

"Ok!"

[Very good, then... don't break your promise!] Shemmy in the sky form suddenly came over and gently kissed Eslo's forehead. A faint, vibrant green light also poured into the girl's body.

[Hehe~] Xiemi looked at Eslo, who seemed a little dazed by his sneak attack, with a wicked smile on his face, [This is the curse I put on you. If we never meet again, then——]

Xie Mi suddenly made a face, [This curse will explode immediately! ]

"So, what is the effect of the curse?" Eslo asked the elf in the air curiously.

[Hmm...] As if he didn't know how to answer, Xie Mi could only perfunctorily say, [I haven't thought about the content of the curse yet, but it doesn't matter. You just need to know that you must come to me in the future, understand?]

"Even if I don't know where you are?" The girl asked with a chuckle and tilted her head.

[Of course!] Xie Mi turned around in the air and looked up at the clear sky. [Let’s not talk about this for now. I’m leaving first... Bye!]

He didn't want to stay any longer because He was afraid He wouldn't want to leave.

"goodbye……"

Before the farewell words were completely spoken, Xie Mi had already flown into the distant sky, leaving behind only a beautiful rainbow.

Mary looked at the person beside her helplessly, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh for a moment. When facing the elf, the other person's emotions were always so delicate and sharp, as if nothing could escape her eyes.

But when facing myself...well, occasional extraordinary performance does not seem to represent the norm.

However, she is much better now than before, isn't she? She has evolved from a piece of steel to a piece of wood, and she will always get better in the future.

Without thinking about it any more, Mary slowly walked up to Eslo, gently took her arm, and together they appreciated Shemi's parting gift.

——The flowers from the sky will bloom in the sky.