Pokémon Master is me, Bell

Late at night, in the abandoned hotel, a speechless incident is happening!

"What's Mr. Clown's name?" I asked politely.

He shook the playing cards and narrowed his eyes: "Xisuo~"

"Mr. Hisoka, I don't need to trouble you here." I raised my head and looked at the starry sky pattern on the circus tent and said, "I already know the truth - not the answer to the question, but the truth about this abandoned hotel."

"Oh~?" Hisoka raised the corners of his lips.

I took a deep breath and said softly: "Please show up. Even if you play this game forever, you will not be saved. The clues you are looking for, the whereabouts of that person, are not here."

"Sasuke, don't you find it strange?" I turned to the black-haired boy and asked, "The puzzle on that floor was so simple to solve, but there is not even a clue on this floor. What if it really is a secret room? Isn’t it too much of a difficulty to escape?”

Uchiha Sasuke nodded calmly.

I didn’t expect him to say anything else, after all, the savages had never played a normal escape room.

"That's because the initiator of all this, its original purpose was not the secret room itself, but the answer to the second question. What happened to Simon Moreau? Why did he disappear like the Pokémon in the clipping book? Where is the Gothic boy who left his most beloved partner behind?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the space around me became distorted.

The beautiful circus, the dreamy carousel, and the hazy and beautiful starry sky all disappeared.What reappears in front of us is the hotel lobby, which is exquisitely decorated but cannot withstand the ravages of time.

The old gentleman at the front desk just now was still standing there in a tuxedo.He bent slightly, and in the direction of his bow stood a girl-like Pokémon wearing a black dress.

——Miss Goethe.

To be honest, this surprised me. I lowered my head and pulled out the photo. The Pokémon sitting on the carousel revealed its true face. It was the unevolved form of Miss Goth, the Goth I just mentioned. Little child.

The story became a little cruel at this moment.

I took out the Pokmon Illustrated Book with complicated thoughts in my mind, pointed it at Miss Goth, and the electronic mechanical sound sounded: "Miss Goth, an astral Pokmon, is affected by powerful mental power, and the space around Miss Goth will be distorted, tens of thousands of light years away. The stars outside can also be reflected.”

As soon as the Pokémon Pokédex explained it, Bucciarati and Uchiha Sasuke, who had just been puzzled, had an epiphany.They both have very good minds, but they just don't know enough about Pokémon.

"The starry sky and the amusement park are a very romantic combination, but the photo was taken during the day, so I speculated that such a beautiful starry sky was not there from the beginning." I held up the photo and said, "The starry sky is a symbol of your identity."

"You're not testing us, you're looking for an answer from passers-by who accidentally entered the hotel." I sighed: "You have no idea what kind of clues can be pieced together to form the truth. How can there be any decent answers in this fictional scene by you?" Where are the clues?”

Miss Goethe's half-moon hooded eyes were cold and depressing, and purple electric light began to flash in her palms.

At this time, the old gentleman spoke and sighed: "The matter is over, let's forget it. This young lady is right." He glanced at me and advised: "Although the old man said - maybe we can learn from the young master. We know his whereabouts from the clues in life, but if we can't find out the truth, why bother a passerby."

"Goth! Goth!" Miss Goth couldn't accept this statement, and the lightning on her hand became more and more obvious.

Although it was a little cruel, I still stopped it: "Miss Goth, when I saw the starlight, I thought you were a Goth kid. But you are Miss Goth. If even Miss Goth has the ability to predict, Those who can’t find it, I think there are very few Pokémon or people in this world who can find it.”

These words pierced Miss Goethe's heart.It is like a blooming flower that suddenly withers. It is no longer domineering, but lost.

When the old man saw this scene, he shook his head sadly and said to me: "When the young master left, Miss Gothic was still a Gothic child. At that time, she did not have the ability to predict. So the Gothic child entered the hotel with everyone It fought with the trainer, trained its abilities, and forced itself to evolve. It thought it would be able to find the young master after evolving into Miss Goth, but it found nothing. The young master seemed to have disappeared from this world."

The look he looked at me was filled with sadness and a hint of helplessness.

There is a tacit cultural understanding between people. Even two people who have never met can communicate with each other through eyes because of this tacit understanding.So I understood what he wanted to tell me in an instant——

Miss Goethe can predict a person's future, but cannot see the past.The dead person has no future, he only has the past.

But the old man, who had long regarded Miss Goethe as his granddaughter, could not bear to tell this to the stubborn Miss Goethe.All he could do was to comfort Miss Goethe, accompany her to be willful in this hotel, explore the impossible truth over and over again, and then stop her in time when the other party went too far.

There are no future trainers locking up the future of Pokémon.

This is the classic story of the bond between Pokémon and trainers.

Looking at Ms. Goth who was immersed in the memories with her trainer and unable to move forward, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind, an idea that might be able to help her.

"Miss Goth, do you know the Pokémon Village?"

It nodded hesitantly, squinting at me with its cold blue eyes.

I said: "That is a place that even if you know it you cannot reach, it is a place that Simon Moreau has been longing to go his whole life. Do you think it is possible that he went there?"

Miss Goethe was stunned.

"Goth, Goth!" Miss Goethe denied subconsciously.That's Pokémon's Gensokyo. How could it be possible to go there if the trainer is a human?

I laughed: "Just like I entered this hotel by mistake, and entered your amusement park by mistake, maybe Simon Moreau also suddenly arrived in Pokémon Fantasy Land one day? That's why you couldn't predict him, Because he has entered an unpredictable realm."

I winked at the old gentleman.He suddenly realized and said: "Oh! It's very possible. The old man is really old and his brain is not working properly. The young master often mentioned this Pokémon Village before he disappeared. Maybe he has actually gone to that place. "

Miss Goethe was like a person who had been lost in the thick fog for too long and suddenly found a way out. Even if the road was narrow and rugged and she didn’t know where it would lead, she still burst out with a burst of joy, and even the space around her was distorted into vastness. The boundless starry sky.

Miss Goethe rushed to the old gentleman's side and grabbed his hand.The hem of its black skirt was rippled, and the white bow on its head swayed slightly, revealing its feet like black boots.

The old gentleman said helplessly: "It won't work. I have to stay and take care of my property, and I'm so old that I can't accompany the young lady to find the Pokmon Village."

Miss Goethe was lost and showed a wistful expression.

"But if this lady doesn't mind." The old gentleman looked at me and asked, "Maybe you would be willing to take Miss Goth with you. I think you should be a trainer traveling in the Kalos region."

Ms. Goethe looked at me suspiciously.

……Eh?I was suddenly hit in the head by this surprise, and had an unreal feeling: "I would be very willing, but I don't know what Ms. Goth's thoughts are."

I saw Miss Goth looked at me proudly, as if she was evaluating something, and then patted the old gentleman on the arm.I saw it begging for the Pokmon Ball from the old gentleman's hand, and walked up to me with light and ladylike steps: "Goth!"

Ms. Goethe's beautiful face was slightly tilted, her eyes fell on me, and she exuded the temperament of a lady who was even more awkward than Sasuke.

It's really cute.

"Thank you for trusting me!" I raised a smile, carefully took the Pokmon Ball, and promised: "I will definitely try to find out the whereabouts of the Pokmon Village. Let's go see the scenery of Kalos together!"

Miss Goethe nodded reservedly: "Goethe."

"That's great!" The old gentleman said with a smile, "That makes me feel relieved."

On the other hand, Hisoka next to him looked disgusted: "It's really a classic happy ending, boring."

I deliberately annoyed him and said, "I don't know why, but seeing Mr. Hisoka unhappy makes me even happier."

My words made Uchiha Sasuke a little nervous.

Hisoka groaned, twisted his waist, and complained: "Children these days are really becoming more and more unlovable."

He huffed and said, "After seeing this disappointing ending, it's time for me to leave. I'm very interested in the world outside this hotel, the world with these special monsters~" After he finished speaking, he gave me a flirtatious look. Eyes, turn around and leave.

Can't let him go.I suddenly realized this problem.If he is allowed to go out through this door, he may see social news tomorrow about the red-haired clown challenging Gyarados on the beach! !

Think of that head-scratching scene.I immediately called him: "Wait! Hisoka!"

He turned around charmingly and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Little girl?"

"Bell, my name is Bell." I introduced myself first, and then said——

A. Use Sasuke and Bucciarati as bait to get Hisoka to follow him home

B. Invite Hisoka to watch his Pokémon gym battle tomorrow

C. I haven’t eaten the delicious sea bass yet!Let Hisoka stay and enjoy together~

D. Praise Hisoka for his beauty and invite him to shoot a Pokémon idol commercial video~