[Pokémon] Look at Akamao from the teammate’s position

Probably after dying once, people will become more enlightened.

I actually started to think about some questions that I had never thought about before.

For example, where do the meats we usually use come from?

Another example is why we are still the same even though we clearly have 365 days in a year.

Height and weight haven't changed at all.

When introducing myself to strangers, I subconsciously say that I am 10 years old.

It’s not that this is bad.

After all, if we keep our strength and grow old, even if we can't develop in a lifetime, we still make money.

It just feels weird.

I mean, why?

Why doesn't anyone else realize this.

The trainer of the Green Onion Duck once said with a smile that the meat of the Green Onion Duck is the most beautiful in the world, and Slowpoke's tail is always coveted by people.

There was nothing wrong with me in this world.

But it's definitely not normal.

In my opinion, the only anomaly in my life was my former companion Xiaozhi.

While everyone is making progress, he is the only one who steadily starts from scratch every year, actively travels to other areas, and always comes back with good results and no surprises.

Even the Pikachu beside him feels that his level is fluctuating up and down, and his strength is unstable. He was obviously raised as an initial elf. He has been through life and death, and has fought against countless old elves in gym alliances.

But Xiaozhi himself seems to be enjoying it.

I heard that before I died, I was still studying in the Alola region.

No, wait.

What the hell am I talking about.

"Ugh"

The biggest taboo when fishing is to think too much.

I looked at a horned goldfish with a disappointed look on my face. After biting the bait, I recovered in time and ran away.

Although it has been cultivated in the temple.

But at least it will satisfy my fishing master’s wish.

I'm not in the mood to continue today.

I looked up at the increasingly darkening sky.

After packing up the fishing tools, I got on my bicycle and prepared to go back.

Ah, a gym for one person.

Growing up without the pressure of my three older sisters, I often felt lonely.

I also occasionally wonder, am I really a person who has died once?

Or was it a hallucination caused by a fever that burned out the brain after an accidental drowning in childhood.

After all, as an only child, I have inexplicably extra memories about my sister. Xiaogang, the owner of the restaurant in Nibi City next door, is an extremely upright person.

It has been a year since I started fishing on the river bank to test my suspicion.

After all, I really can’t remember the day when that bastard Xiaozhi burned my bicycle.

I didn't catch Xiaozhi today, so I returned to my home gym depressed.

Then at the gate, he was stopped by a "" young man.

"" The boy took out a Poké Ball, and Pikachu with a fierce look on his shoulder followed me and stared at me full of fighting spirit.

Very good, the other party's meaning is very obvious.

There is no need for me to ask any more unnecessary questions.

I waved my hand as usual, gesturing for the other party to follow.

The staff in the gym prepared us for the battle.

After the referee who was standing outside the court explained the basic rules, I made the opening remarks as usual, to the effect that I am very strong but I look forward to your performance.

Then he waited for the boy who was the challenger to give his name.

""

The other person stared at me blankly, as if he was wondering why I didn't start fighting yet.

I couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Name, name! I have to tell you my hometown and my name. Really, are you a newbie?" That Pikachu looked like it was level 30!

"" The young man was subtly stunned for a moment, then lowered the brim of his hat in embarrassment.

Finally, he spoke.

The voice was soft and indifferent: "Zhen Xin Zhen, Chi."