Pokémon Go: Climbing Unknown Peaks

The little girl looked up at Feng Yuan, with a hint of hesitation and struggle in her eyes, but she finally made up her mind to tell Feng Yuan: "That Houndoom once witnessed the death of its master, my brother."

"Your brother? Your name is Xiaoji, your brother's name wouldn't be Daji, right?"

Feng Yuan said this half-jokingly, but no answer came.

Having said this, the little girl stopped talking and just nodded. Feng Yuan felt something was wrong and stopped asking questions.

The little girl left Feng Yuan and left, reminding Feng Yuan again not to get close to Houndoom.

Afterwards, she was seen holding the flyer in her hand and promoting it to the people passing by.

There was no complicated expression on his face as when he was describing his brother's [death] just now.

Instead, there was anticipation for the [Divine Sacrifice], a romantic look befitting a girl of her age.

Looking at this scene, Feng Yuan shook his head.

I seem to understand the reason a little, but the logic doesn't make sense.

The people around him told him not to pay attention to Houndoom, as the trainer of Houndoom was known to be [dead].

Feng Yuan was ready to change his way of questioning, and the starting point would be the little girl instead of the Houndoom.

Feng Yuan went to a nearby place and again asked the local residents about the life of the little girl handing out flyers, Xiaoji.

"Hello, I'm a friend of Brother Xiaoji. I'm a traveling trainer, traveling everywhere. I passed by [Yuanzhu City] and wanted to visit my friends. May I ask where they live now?"

When asking, Feng Yuan specifically chose a face that looked younger.

Because older people may have watched brothers and sisters grow up since childhood.

If there is any special situation, it would be difficult to get specific information.

Feng Yuan kept asking the nearby residents but didn't get any useful information.

Feng Yuan planned to change the way he asked the question. He walked towards an old lady who looked quite old:

"Hello, Grandma. I'm a trainer who travels around.

My name is Feng Yuan, and I’m very happy to come to [Yuanzhu City]. I met a friend during my previous travels, and he invited me to visit [Yuanzhu City] if I come to [Johto Region].

He is from [Yuanzhu City].

But I tried to contact him on the way here and couldn't get through. So I came to see what happened to him! ”

"Young man, that's thoughtful. He might be busy. The kids in [Yuan Zhu City] are all good kids and won't ignore their friends. What's his name?"

"Well, his name is Daji. He has a sister named Xiaoji."

As soon as Feng Yuan finished speaking, he noticed that the old lady in front of him looked a little strange, so he quickly asked:

"What's wrong, grandma? Did something happen?"

"Hey, that child is a good child..."

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"Brother, let's go help Grandma Teng today!"

A little girl who looked only 5 or 6 years old, with no braided hair and just a simple hairpin to hold her bangs up, spoke up.

"Of course you can, but why do you like to go to Grandma Teng's house these past two days?"

A boy about fourteen or fifteen asked the question.

"Because I like listening to Grandma Teng telling me stories about the past. I think those stories always make me happy!"

The little girl said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, okay! I'll learn some stories someday and tell them to you in the evening!"

The boy stroked the girl's head gently and said.

"Thanks brother. You're the best."

The little girl threw herself into the boy's arms.

Arrived at Grandma Teng’s house.

"Is Grandma Fuji home? I'm Koji, and we're here to help you clean up!"

An elderly woman opened the door and looked at the two half-grown children in front of her.

His eyes were filled with a complex mixture of pampering, relief, and sadness.

However, the old woman still spoke:

"Daji, Xiaoji, you are here? Come in quickly."

The old woman stepped aside and brought in the two children.

"Xiaoji, do you miss Grandma Fuji?"

The old woman asked the two to sit down and teased the little girl.

"Yes, yes! I miss Grandma Teng very much, I miss the snacks she made, and I miss the stories she told me."

The little girl counted them one by one on her fingers.

"Okay, you little guy, you just don't want to be like Grandma Teng, right?"

Grandma Teng said lovingly.

The little girl quickly hid behind the boy, laughing.

"Grandma Teng, you take a rest first. I'll go clean up the fallen leaves in the yard."

The boy spoke.

"Okay, okay. Daji, thank you for your help. I'm old and not in good health."

Grandma Teng said with a smile.

The boy's eyes were full of gratitude. After comforting the little girl, he took his tools and went to the place where fallen leaves were piled in the yard.

"Xiaoji, come and try the snacks that Grandma Teng just made."

Grandma Teng slowly walked towards the little girl who was waiting at the table with a plate of snacks.

"Mmm~ It smells so good. Thank you, Grandma Fuji!"

The little girl picked up a piece and started eating it. Then she reached out and grabbed another piece and ran quickly to the courtyard.

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"Daji, why don't you two come live with grandma!"

Grandma Teng looked at the two half-grown children eating in front of her and spoke slowly.

"Thank you, Grandma Teng. We are already very troublesome. The subsidy from the alliance is barely enough for us to live on.

In my spare time, I can still come and bother you, Grandma Teng. That’s enough. You don’t have to bother us anymore.”

The boy put down his bowl and chopsticks and said solemnly.

"Yes, Grandma Teng. My brother is awesome!"

The girl spoke incoherently while eating something.

"Okay, okay. If you have any difficulties, feel free to look for Grandma Teng. I'm just old, not dead yet!"

Grandma Teng looked at the old hairpin on the little girl's forehead.

A sense of sadness arose in my heart, and then turned into a sigh.

“Their father disappeared before Xiaoji was born. No one knows where he went or whether he is dead or alive!

It's just that their mother has been looking forward to his return.

When Xiaoji was four years old, her mother unfortunately passed away due to illness.

The only child left was Daji, who had to take care of Xiaoji, and slowly grow up with the subsidies from the alliance and the assistance from various families.

Later, when Daji turned 16, he met Dai Lubi. This encounter between two lives filled the brother and sister's lives with happiness and light.

When Xiaoji was 10 years old, Daji went door to door to express his gratitude and asked them to help take care of Xiaoji for a while as he wanted to go out and make a living.

For him and for Xiaoji.

Dalubi's encounter with Daji gave him enough confidence.

[Yuzu City] It is said that the encounter between people and Pokémon is always happy and joyful.

Daji and his sister and Dalubi also practiced this very well.”