Pokémon Master is me, Bell

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The right side of this branch road has the most light, and there is still green on the trees, like a quiet evening.

The road in the middle was darkened, but still straight, and the ground was covered with flowers.

Only the left side has almost no light, like a dark night, with twisted and dense dead trees nestled together on both sides of the narrow and bumpy road.

I twitched the corner of my mouth and decided coldly: "Go to the left."

"A dictator!" Kagura and Gintoki cried together.

The clouds were very low, and I called Miss Goethe's name as I walked deeper. The only response was the cooing of the owl.

As well as Gintoki and Kagura's trembling gags.

As I went deeper and deeper, I gradually lost my direction.The atmosphere became increasingly eerie and eerie, and even Gintoki and Kagura became quiet.The sound of dryads moving branches and the occasional flapping of the wings of an owl is particularly noticeable in the "night".

No, I stopped.

Thinking about it carefully, how could those two loudmouths Gintoki and Kagura be quiet? !I turned around and covered my face with my hands.

Sure enough, there was nothing but dry paths and fallen leaves.

When did they get separated?

A chill crept up my back, and I looked around warily. My hand touched the long-tailed fox's elf ball, and then hesitantly put it down.

Because I was accompanied by visitors from another world, I was rarely alone after embarking on the trip, so it was inevitable that I would feel a little scared.Not to mention being in such a cold and dark forest, where the trees are laughing, the owls are crying, and it’s like a maze with no way out.

But if you call the long-tailed firefox out and get separated from it, there is really nothing you can do.

Suddenly, an "Elf Ball" rolled out of the haystack.It showed its eyes and looked at me curiously, shrunk its round pink mouth and hurried away again.

"and many more!"

I felt like Alice in the Galarian fairy tale, except that she was chasing the flaming rabbit holding the pocket watch, and I was chasing the Oops mushroom.

It moved quickly, as if it was being chased by something scary (could it be me?), and accidentally bumped into a man sitting under a big tree.

It was a very thick, very old tree. Its branches and leaves were yellowing and withered, and its branches also had a twisted feeling unique to the psychedelic forest.

The man was exhausted and leaned on the tree trunk with his mind empty.He has dark brown hair that is slightly curly and decadent, with deep eye sockets and white lips. He is wearing a long and wrinkled dark coat. He has a portable lamp and a thick notebook beside him.

The man just raised his eyes when Ouchi Gugu bumped into him.

But Oops, the mushroom became angry and opened its mouth to spit out a series of spores at the man!When the other person covered his face and coughed, he turned around and disappeared into the grass nearby.

"Um, are you okay..." I asked softly.

But he didn't react at all as if he couldn't see me. He just took out the water bottle from his backpack, held it upside down and put it in his mouth to drip water.

I walked closer to him step by step and looked at the man's profile. I felt a strong sense of disobedience.

I must have seen this person somewhere.

Where is it?

I squatted down next to the man, glanced at the notebook on the ground, and stared wide-eyed.

Simon Moreau? !

I raised my head and stared at him closely. This man was Miss Goth's trainer, Pokémon scholar Simon Morrow!

It dawned on me that this was the case.

No wonder he can't see me.Just because at least one of us doesn't belong here.

This is either the psychedelic forest of the past, Simon Moreau is real, and I am watching him through a gap in time.Or, like I did in the deserted hotel, I fell into a memory that Simon Moreau had been here, and could only wait for the events to unfold as a bystander.

Not sure what will happen next.

Simon Moreau suddenly frowned in pain and coughed in a low voice. His originally unattractive face became even more pale at this time, and his lips were even a little purple.

I realized the problem. The mushroom spores emitted by the Oops mushroom just now are poisonous!

Seeing Simon Moreau curling up because of the toxin, I felt very uncomfortable.After all, the antidote was among the items I carried but I couldn't give it to him.

Slowly, he raised his head towards me and looked through me to behind me.

This feeling was really strange, so I turned around and heard a rustling sound in the grass.

A petite "girl" in a black dress with twin ponytails tied with a white bow parted the grass and walked out, holding a few bergamot fruits in her arms.

It's a goth kid.

I silently took a few steps back and watched the Gothic boy walk up to Simon Moreau and hand him the bergamot fruit.

"It's you." Simon Moreau's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and he whispered softly: "Thank you, Gothic boy."

The Gothic boy turned his head away proudly, with a "you're welcome" look.But it couldn't help but glance at the man with its peripheral vision, watching him eat the bergamot fruit in mouthfuls, with the pink juice staining his lips, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips.

When Simon Moreau continued to gasp for breath due to toxins, the Gothic boy turned around anxiously and disappeared into the woods.

After a while it came back with a Jigglypuff.

"Goth, Goth!" The Goth kid shook his hair and already looked like the young lady he would become in the future.

Jigglypuff had no choice but to clear his throat and start singing.Under Jigglypuff's melodious and beautiful singing, I began to yawn with drowsy eyes, and the Pokémon scholar who had been nervous because he was lost quickly fell into a sweet dream.

I leaned sleepily against the big tree and looked through the Pokémon illustrated book.

Ah, found it.I remember correctly, Jigglypuff can help people get rid of special conditions, including poisoning, by coaxing them to sleep.

When I woke up, the Gothic boy was gone.

As soon as I stretched and straightened, I met Simon Moreau's surprised gaze.The man's voice was low, a little dry and hoarse, and he asked doubtfully: "Hello, miss. Have you always been here?"

"Eh?" I was stunned for a moment.

Why can you suddenly see me?

Has the gap in time disappeared or has the illusion evolved?

When Simon Moreau saw that I didn't answer, he said with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry if I'm rude to you. Maybe I was too deep in sleep to notice you."

"It's okay." I waved my hand and explained to the gentleman: "Actually, I came to the Psychedelic Forest with my friends, but we got separated before I knew it. I just heard Jigglypuff's singer and couldn't help but fall asleep. A moment. Are you lost?"

Simon Moreau smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, I didn't listen to the advice and came to the psychedelic forest alone, and was trapped by the lush trees. In desperation, I cut off the branches blocking me, and was driven here by the rotten wood demon, and I was completely lost. .”

What a disaster. I can't help but sympathize.

"Excuse me……"

"Simon Moreau, just call me Simon." He took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Bell in spring, just call me Bell." I nodded to him.

Suddenly, there was a sound in Simon Moreau's stomach, and this mature, steady and slightly decadent young scholar suddenly turned red like a young boy.

"If you don't mind, eat this." I took out the vacuum-packed baguette from my backpack and handed it to him. Then I took out a small bottle of home-made inkberry jam: "It may be a little hard, so go with this." It should be just right.”

His eyes lit up, and he confirmed to me with hesitation: "Is it really okay to give it to me? After all, it is important food."

"Of course." I nodded: "You need this now, don't you?"

Simon Moreau stared at me for a long time, smiled slightly and said: "Miss Bell, you are a really good person. Can you break the bread in half with your clean hands?"

I responded and did as he asked.

I thought he was going to spread jam in the middle, but I didn't expect that he just took the smaller piece of the two halves of bread and ate it quickly but gracefully.

Just don't tell him, because of Gintoki and Kagura's relationship, I prepared a lot.

Watching Simon Moreau eat, I can remember that before he became a Pokémon scholar, he was a rich young man.

Upbringing and living habits are always reflected in the details.

After filling my stomach with bread, I——

A. Ask him why he came to the Psychedelic Forest?

B. Ask him about the story with the Gothic boy

C. Don’t ask anything, because the goth kid suddenly came back