I Really Don’t Want To Be a Trainer

When, when.

The breeze was blowing, and the bells of the Tower of Heaven rang, drifting in the wind in the city of Fukiyo, which is scattered all over the airport runway.

Fenglu closed his eyes and said, "Every time I hear this bell, my mood will calm down unbelievably. It's obviously a tomb tower. But even if the trainer and Pokémon are separated, that emotion will always be with me. Bar."

Darkrai, who was hidden in the shadows, was slightly touched, and Alicia's smile appeared in front of her eyes, and she fell silent.

Lu Ye recalled the ghosts of Maiden Gorge in the Guandu area and the thousand-year-old nine tails in the ancient house. They have been waiting for the return of the trainer.

That is no longer the category of pets. Like an Akita dog staying in front of Shibuya Station. It is meaningless to subdivide humans and Pokémon.

In the pixie ball with a reduced waist, there are quiet little guys. Lu Ye sensed their emotions, looked at the tower of heaven at the far end, and said broadly:

"Death is not the opposite of life, but is eternal as a part of life."

Feng Lu glanced at Lu Ye in amazement, but did not look into it, she said with a smile:

"I wish you a happy trip in the Hezhong area, Mr. Lu!"

"Kou Jie~(￣▽￣)/" Geng Gui floated beside Lu Ye and raised his small hand.

...

Hezhong District, Shuanglong City.

The green-haired youth wearing a peaked cap sat on the sofa in the center of the elf, with his hands on his knees, and looked at the passing trainers.

Someone was in a hurry and rushed in with the injured Hayoke, shouting something to Miss Joy.

When N heard Hayok, it was for the trainer's dream that he forced himself to fight;

Someone released the naive Doudouge out of the Poke Ball and walked with it on his arm.

N heard the voice of Doudouge and said that he liked his trainer very much.

The green-haired young man continued to sit upright, closed his eyes, and his childhood scene appeared in his head.

He was sitting in a closed windowless room with a tiresome pile of blocks and squeaky train toys.

Only Pokémon companions accompany N: the injured black-eyed crocodile, the disabled Slippery Boy, the symbolic bird with broken wings. They all have experiences of being bullied by humans.

N accepted these Pokémon with his own tenderness, and despite being bruised and suffering... N still cherishes his only companions.

That's why he hates trainers who use Poké Balls to force Pokémon.

Hate humans who ignore Pokémon's will and force Pokémon.

To others, Pokémon are just tools and pets. But for N, there are only Pokémon in life.

This small voice collapsed in the picture of his adoptive father, Kui Qisi, trying to control Lexiram.

The adoptive father is the type of person he hates the most. He regards Pokémon as a tool... and in turn curses N as a "monster".

Laxiram's flames engulfed Team Plasma, and N also left the Team Plasma to travel around the United States and heal the injured Pokémon.

In the past two years, N has heard the voices of many Pokémon "love trainers", and the world view has been greatly impacted.

‘The world is not black and white. There are humans who bully Pokémon, and there must be many humans who love Pokémon. ’

The green-haired young man wore a peaked cap and lowered his eyes. He recalled the sight of meeting Miaomiao yesterday. Hearing Miaomiao's voice of "wanting to be with the person he likes", a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

'For this, I need to keep searching until I find the answer. ’

"I'm late."

With a gentle voice, someone sat down on the sofa in front of him.

N looked up.

The gloomy vision was impacted by a torrent of colors, and the beautiful voice poured into my heart like a spring.

He stared straight at the black-haired youth in front of him.

The fetters of Pokémon were entangled in him, and those thoughts slowly unfolded in front of N's eyes like a picture.

Gengar who wandered into encounters, and Ibrahimovic who resolved misunderstandings;

One encounter with the life-long johnny turtle, the heroic Katee...

Why does his Porkby have so many happy colors, like growing up in sweetness and cream.

Why is his onion wandering soldier shouting "unwilling to fight" while there is a sharp edge in the deepest darkness...

N silently stared at the passing person, breathing stagnant, pursing his thin lips.

"Is there something on my face?" Lu Ye asked in a daze.

"Do not……"

The green-haired youth smiled gently, two lines of clear tears flowed from both sides of his dull eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's an honor to meet you, Teacher Lu."

Lu Ye was stunned for a while.

I don't understand why N cried as soon as he came up...I didn't provoke him.

As if he had noticed something, Lu Ye looked complicated and whispered:

"Then what... the 'handsome' criminal police lynched you?"

N was in a daze for a moment.

"You don't have to be mentally burdened, just tell me."

Lu Ye sat upright, thanked the almost doll who brought the hot tea, and blew his cool air:

"The organization won't embarrass you!"

"No...it's all right."

N lowered his eyes and clasped his palms together, as if to smile shyly for the gaffe just now.

"Kou Jie~" Geng Gui tugged at N's sleeve.

N looked away, saw Geng Gui stuffing a tissue into him, and after a long pause, he said softly:

"Thank you, Gengar."

"Kou Jie~(????? Geng Gui grinned, sticking out his tongue and making a face.

N's eyes flickered, and his companion Zoroja also likes to make faces, raising a sincere smile.

Lu Ye put down the teacup and asked:

"So, why did you entrust the Rockets to see me?"

N was silent for a while.

I didn't get it wrong...

But will he give a different answer than the Adek champion?

What should I do if even his answers are dimmed?

The green-haired youth took a deep breath, raised his dim eyes, and stared at the wonderful picture behind Lu Ye.

N decided to go all out.

He doesn't trust Teacher Lu, but he trusts the little guys who trust Teacher Lu.

N's dull eyes flickered, staring at Lu Ye, and said with a very fast speed:

"I want to know about the way humans and Pokémon get along. I want Pokémon to break free from the shackles of the Poké Ball and create a world without fighting, injury, and strife, but I also don't think that world is such a beautiful thing. For ideal and real. Please, please tell me the answer."

N said in a hoarse, almost requesting tone, "Please, Teacher Lu!"

The center of the elf was noisy, and people looked at N like a preacher in surprise. The whole world fell into a stutter, and soon returned to normal.

Teacher Lu was silent.

He recalled the reason why he didn't want to let the little guys fight.

"When I was in the magic capital..."

After Lu Ye said his words, he glanced at Geng Gui and said:

"At that time, I thought that fighting would hurt the little ones, so I avoided fighting. Rather than fighting, I would rather live a peaceful life with Pokémon."

"but……"

Lu Ye touched Geng Gui's head.

"Kou Jie~" Geng Gui narrowed his eyes.

Lu Ye smiled and felt the riddled "scars" on his back, which was the proof all the way.

"Battle is not so simple. It's not just about success or failure, it's more like trainers and Pokémon meeting each other and understanding each other's different strengths."

Lu Ye thought of different trainers and their partners.

Like Ash and Pikachu, Zhulan and Liebiting Land Shark, Dan Di and Fire-breathing Dragon...

Mr. Lu.

Teacher Lu and Gengar.

"Even if you're doomed to hurt, doomed to fail, there's something to fight for."

Lu Ye looked directly at the green-haired youth who was startled, and said, "That's the reason for the Pokémon battle."

"Doomed to fail, we must fight for it..."

N repeated slowly, the gloomy eyes flickered, and asked:

"But have you ever thought that the Pokémon bound by the Poké Ball cannot have a full existence, and they are not happy! Maybe, maybe we can become companions with the Pokémon, instead of blindly subduing..."

N did not continue.

He saw the little guys in Teacher Lu's Poké Ball, shining with wonderful colors.

"Poké Ball?"

Lu Ye glanced at the red and white ball with his palm shrunk.

"The fault is the user, not the tool. Some people don't like to put Pikachu in the Poké Ball, and some Pokémon jump out all day..."

Saying that, the red light 'bang' flew out of the commemorative ball, and the sharp-eyed green soldier raised his sword and shield.

"Gah! (?o?o)??"

Under N's ​​astonished look, Lu Ye took back the onion wandering soldier expressionlessly, and continued:

"For me, the Poké Ball is more of an agreement and a promise."

"promise……"

"When you capture a Pokémon, you risk shedding tears. That's the price of bondage."

Lu Ye remembered the arrogant little Ibrahimovic who was subdued while wiping his tears, and the little penguin who was crossing the sea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Even if it's rejected...the promise itself won't change. Right?"

Lu Ye smiled and patted the Poke Ball on his waist.

The fairy Ibrahimovic in the red and white ball proudly raised his head:

"Boo! o(?^')o"

N stared blankly at the black-haired youth in front of him.

This is the most special trainer N has ever seen.

Adek is mired in the grief of his partner's passing, and Alice's experience is too shallow.

And Teacher Lu seems to have a different kind of magic.

Bewitched?

N remembered Kui Qisi's words, took off his cap, lowered his eyes, and smiled gently.

No...that's just the unity of the real and the ideal.

"It's time for me to go, Mr. Lu."

N got up, "I think I've found the answer."

"What kind of answer?"