[Pokémon/Pokémon] Past, present and future

"No more?"

Suzuki turned around and was about to say that he had done it, but stopped mid-sentence out of surprise.

The scene in front of her was beyond her imagination. I saw a lot of scars on the body of the giant hornet, and it was difficult to flap its wings. On the other hand, the big crow was not injured at all, its black feathers were still very neat, and its aura was much stronger than that of the big hornet.

She had heard of crickets and bird fights, but fighting birds and bugs was very new to her.

While she was in a daze, the giant hornet had already charged towards the big crow with its twin needles.

"Head of Crows, Yan Hui!"

Following the words of the gray-purple-haired boy who had been knocked down earlier, the big crow known as the "Crow Leader" flapped its wings and flew into the sky, just in time to avoid the needle pierced by the opponent, and then dived towards the giant hornet. At the same time, a blue light appeared on the left wing, hitting him on the back. With a cry of pain, the giant hornet hit the tree with its inertia.

What made Suzuki even more stunned was that the red and white ball in the hand of the white-haired man shot out a red light. The giant hornet disappeared directly after being enveloped in the red light? !

"Excuse me, what were you doing just now?"

"Pokémon battle." After answering the question concisely, the gray-purple haired boy couldn't help but glance at Suzuki's sailor uniform and school badge, and then looked at her with a slightly speechless look, "You are Are you pretending to be stupid and wasting my time?\"

"No, I really don't know." Suzuki shook his head and tried to ask him to popularize the relevant knowledge. "Why do your crow's wings glow?"

Perhaps because he didn't believe that there were people in the world who were clearly in their teens but didn't even have the most basic common sense, the gray-purple haired boy simply ignored her and spoke to the person opposite: "What else is there next?" Something?"

"Thank you very much for accepting our interview." Although the white-haired man said this, his expression showed no sign of "thank you" no matter how you looked at it, "for being able to interview such a powerful trainer. It's an honor to have this fight on TV."

"Then we will continue to look for powerful trainers. Please look forward to the next show." As the purple-gray haired boy turned to leave, the white-haired man said to the camera.

"Kuse-senpai, we recorded it all! Being able to interview the top eight of the Suzuran Tournament will definitely help the ratings!"

Different from the excitement of the young man in charge of holding the camera, the man named Kuse remained expressionless and just said "hmm" casually. Seeing that Suzuki was still standing there, Kuze winked at the young man, who immediately understood and followed him to Suzuki.

"Hello, can you tell me why you don't know about Pokémon battles?" As he spoke, Hisase showed his press card, which had his full name "Kusejo" printed on it.

"Sorry, I can't." Suzuki refused decisively, "I still have something to do, so I need to take a step forward."

It would be very embarrassing if it was on TV.

Suzuki didn't want the system to explain things about the world to him, but the system refused Suzuki's request on the grounds that "low-level systems have no such obligation."

"The graduation assessment is over. Candidates please return to school."

On the morning of the third day, the school seal suddenly made a hissing sound like a radio that was not tuned to the station. A few seconds later, the sound came from inside.

Suzuki, who was playing with a doll with an elf whose head was only exposed, was startled by the sudden sound. During the past three days, although she accidentally discovered a small compass behind the school seal, the messaging function was beyond her expectations.

Standing up and about to return to school, Suzuki suddenly discovered an important problem - she didn't know which direction the school was.

Just then, a girl wearing the same school uniform passed by.

"Excuse me..."

She hurriedly stepped forward to ask, but the girl immediately walked away quickly after noticing her, as if to avoid the plague.

She looked at the backs of the leaving girls in confusion, and ultimately attributed it to the fact that she had a lot of grass blades and mud on her body, which caused her to be disliked.

Fortunately, the girl's departure direction was a disguised guide for her. Suzuki didn't care, and followed after bidding farewell to the brown elf.

Speaking of this elf, Suzuki was still a little grateful.

If it hadn't come to the rescue, Suzuki believed that he would have been killed by a "preserved egg" surrounded by smoke last night.

It's just that the scene of two elves screaming at each other is a bit funny.

The trees gradually disappeared, and the road under my feet gradually changed from grassland to a winding path.

Many peers wearing trousers or similar sailor uniforms were already walking ahead. After realizing that he was walking in the right direction, Suzuki simply followed behind this time, saving him the trouble of asking for directions.

After not walking far, we entered the city. It was late March and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom along the road. A breeze blew by, and a few flower petals flew in the wind, swinging past Suzuki's eyes.

This pink and white landscape created a warm atmosphere, and Suzuki couldn't help but feel better.

The school is not far from the forest. Not long after entering the city, you can see a door with the words "Evergreen Second Elementary Pokémon School" on the side. Inside are the teaching buildings.

With the number on the grade badge, Suzuki found his class. There are already many students standing in the class. Some are excitedly chatting with others about their experiences in the forest, and some are talking about their experiences in the forest.

Take off the buttons on your clothes and give them away? ? ?

And there are girls who shyly say to boys, "Can you consider giving me the second button?" ? ?

Why do you want buttons? ? ?

Suzuki's mind was filled with questions.

Since there were almost no things on the tables in the classroom, she didn't know which seat she was sitting on. She originally wanted to find someone to ask her which table she had, but considering that she would probably be fooled again, she simply gave up the idea of ​​asking and stood by the window pretending to admire the scenery, but in fact she was stunned.

"Suzuki-san."

She was still not used to her new name. It took a few seconds to realize that the other party was calling her, and she turned her head in confusion:

"what happened?"

That's a boy. I saw a slight blush on his cheeks, and he didn't dare to look directly at her. I don't know when several people gathered around, with expressions on their faces that were watching the excitement.

"I have something I want to give to Suzuki-san." As he said this, he extended his right hand, which was clenched into a fist. Opening his hand, there was a golden button lying quietly inside.

"Thank you." Although he didn't understand what giving the button meant, out of politeness, Suzuki still expressed his thanks and reached out to take it.

However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, the boy immediately retracted his hand, and the blush on his face disappeared, replaced by a mocking look: "You don't really think I want to give it to you, do you? You are too narcissistic! "

"It's so funny that Suzuki actually thought someone would like her, hahaha."

"But wouldn't it be too pathetic to tease her even on her graduation day?"

"Isn't it natural for someone like her to be treated like this?"

"That's it!"

From the words of his classmates, Suzuki gradually understood. The second button is for the person you like. The original owner seemed to be the target of school bullying just like her.

so annoying.

Anyway, I will graduate soon and I don’t bother to care about them.

With this thought in mind, Suzuki turned around and prepared to continue in a daze, but someone suddenly reached out to grab his hair and pulled it back violently. His scalp immediately felt a stinging pain, and at the same time, Suzuki, who was unprepared, was pulled to the ground.

That's the bad thing about having long hair.

Suzuki glanced at the man who was still tugging on her hair. This time it was another girl who was laughing along with me just now.

"Suzuki-san is really in a panic. Did he get frightened by the Pokémon in the forest and run back in such a panic that he didn't even remember to change his clothes?" The man made an exaggerated expression of sympathy, "It's so pitiful. Come on, you haven’t had a good rest today, have you? Then, come over and have a rest!”

"release!"

Suzuki, who was already a little annoyed, shouted. But the man had no intention of letting go. Instead, he just pulled her hair and walked forward.

If it were the body of the earth, she would have beaten someone long ago. But after staying in the forest for a while, Suzuki realized that the strength of this body was really not that good.

If you go to arm wrestling, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat anyone of your age.

In order to reduce the pain, Suzuki had to get up and keep up. At the same time, he also started looking for something that could be used.

"Isn't this Suzuki-san's Poké Ball?" When she came to her seat, the girl suddenly said "Ah" and pointed to the drawer, "You can still come out of the forest without taking Pokmon. You can't be hiding in the forest all the time. Are you trembling at the exit?"

Looking in the direction of the girl's finger, there was indeed a ball in the drawer besides the book. But more than that, Suzuki was more concerned about the pool of red on the chair.

It seemed to be red ink that had just been poured on. The puddle-like dark red ink has obviously not solidified yet. If you sit on it, you will definitely get a large stain on your skirt.

Moreover, the color of the skirt was not the dark blue she had seen online, but a light peach pink.

The man's urging voice came from beside him.

Although many students had noticed her, they had no intention of stopping her and just stood there and looked at her.

Before traveling through time, Suzuki always hoped that what he would encounter was not cold violence but hot violence.

It was as if God wanted to see what she would do if hot violence really happened, but now it happened.

She couldn't help laughing.

Not only because I feel ridiculous, but also because I feel helpless.

"Are you looking for a fight?"

Hearing Suzuki's threatening reply, everyone around him was stunned, as if they didn't expect that she not only dared to refuse, but also dared to resist.

The same goes for the girl who pulled her hair all the way. She was originally looking at the drawer and raised her head in surprise, just in time to meet the blue-haired girl's eyes - a pair of eyes full of resentment and coolness.

However, the emotion in her eyes disappeared in the next second, returning to the dullness she was familiar with before.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" The girl didn't care. She just thought she had made a mistake. She turned up the volume and tried to scare Suzuki, but then she looked surprised and squatted down immediately. Almost the moment she squatted down, the chair flew over her head, and a few drops of red ink fell on her head, blending into her brown hair and scalp.

Suzuki, who almost used all his strength to swing the chair, failed to hold back his strength. The chair collided with the table, making a loud "bang" sound, which directly attracted the attention of the whole class.

"You asked for this! You idiot!" Suzuki, who was getting angry, didn't even think about whether it would have any bad consequences. He exerted force on his hands and prepared to lift the chair and swing it again. But as soon as she lifted it up, the legs of the chair were suddenly entangled by two vines, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not pull them.

The object with the vines sticking out is a toad with a green garlic bulb on its back.

"Go get the Poké Ball from the drawer and release the Poké Ball inside!"

System, who had been watching all the way, finally realized his conscience and reminded him.

Release it?

Although he didn't quite understand, Suzuki still followed the system's instructions and picked up the Poké Ball.

The Poké Ball felt cold to the touch and was obviously made of metal.

Looking at the elf ball in her hand, she tried to say "Come out". The elf ball immediately opened with a "bang" after detecting the command. However, because the button was facing her face, a ball of cotton released from it fell directly on the On her face.