The Rockets' eldest daughter's road to the league championship

"Hello, Xiaomao, I'm Zhulan, and this is my sister Qingyi. We are both from the Sinnoh region and are here to attend the summer camp at the invitation of Professor Oak."

Zhulan showed an approachable smile on her face and briefly introduced herself, her sister and the purpose of her trip.

"Sister Zhulan, sister Qingyi, hello!" Xiao Mao saw Zhulan calling him brother, so he shamelessly called them sister and sister, "Grandpa is doing a Pokémon experiment, so he asked me to come and greet you."

Qingyi looked at Xiaomao with sparkling eyes, and was amazed. This Xiaomao was not at all as arrogant and narcissistic as the legend said. He was actually quite polite!

However, is this still the Xiao Mao she remembered in her previous life? Maybe it's because he is still young?

Qingyi tilted her head and thought.

The tender, delicate, round and cute little face, coupled with this tilted head, is so cute that Xiaomao screamed in his heart: Ah! She is too cute!

He has never seen such a lovely girl in his life. This little sister from the Sinnoh region is the cutest girl he has ever seen!

Just when Xiaomao thought Qingyi was cute, Zhulan also thought the serious Xiaomao was very cute.

So Zhulan smiled more gently, and couldn't help thinking in her heart that this little brother Xiaomao was such a cute child.

However, in Zhulan's heart, the cutest child in the world is still her sister, and Xiaomao can only be second at most.

Afterwards, Xiaomao led Zhulan and Qingyi into the research institute.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" Xiao Mao shouted loudly towards the second floor of the research institute.

"Oh, okay, I'll be right there." Dr. Oak completed the last step of the experiment at hand, went downstairs and saw two girls standing in the lobby on the first floor.

The older girl was about fourteen years old, with long golden hair, silver eyes, and a black dress, looking noble and elegant. The younger girl was less than ten years old, about six years old, with lavender eyes, long flaxen hair, and a light blue dress, looking as delicate as a fairy.

When Zhulan saw Professor Oak coming down the stairs, she was the first to greet him, "Dear Professor Oak, hello. I am Zhulan and my sister Qingyi, and I am here to visit you. I hope you will forgive me for bothering you!"

"It's Zhulan and Qingyi. Junko has already told me that you will live in the research institute in the next few days." Professor Oak looked at Zhulan and Qingyi happily. He had heard of Zhulan, a child who was mature and steady, with outstanding talents. At a young age, she had made a name for herself in the alliance conferences of various regions. She had a bright future!

When Professor Oak saw Qingyi, the expression on his face was a mixture of nostalgia and surprise.

As expected, she is Junko’s daughter. She looks so much like Junko!

By the way, how many years had it been since he last saw Junko? Qingyi was six years old, and he hadn't seen Junko for six years.

Six years have passed since Junko carried Qingyi back to Shenhe Town in a fit of anger. Qingyi is six years old now. She has grown up a lot and he can hardly recognize her. However, one thing has not changed. The little girl is still as delicate and soft as before.

Qingyi stared at the grandfather in the white coat in front of her without blinking, her eyes full of curiosity and admiration, but she felt very close to him in her heart.

In this life, Qingyi grew up listening to the stories of Professor Oak. Coupled with the deep filter of her previous life, her admiration for Professor Oak reached its peak.

What’s more, Professor Oak is my mother’s teacher. I feel a sense of closeness to him besides admiration for him. Now that I finally meet him in person, I’m so excited!

"Grandpa Damu, my name is Qingyi. Are you the great teacher that my mother often mentions?" Qingyi asked in a baby voice.

Professor Oak bent down and smiled kindly, "Yes, your mother Junko is my last disciple. Little Yiyi, when you were born six years ago, I held you in my arms!"

At this time, Xiao Mao on the side suddenly realized. No wonder he felt that this sister looked a little familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere. It turned out that she was Aunt Junko's daughter!

Speaking of Aunt Junko, who was his grandfather's disciple, he had never seen her in person, but there were many photos of her at home, and his grandfather had mentioned her many years ago, so of course he was familiar with her.

"Hehe, so that's how it is. No wonder I felt so close to Grandpa Damu the moment I saw him!" Qingyi smiled sweetly, "Grandpa Damu, can I ask you a question?"

"Xiao Yiyi, just ask, Grandpa will definitely answer you."

Professor Oak agreed generously. He felt that he was a knowledgeable Pokémon doctor, and little Yiyi would probably ask him about Pokémon. In this area, he believed that he knew everything he asked, and what unanswered questions could a six-year-old child have?

But I didn't expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly!

"Grandpa Damu, what Yiyi wants to ask is, do you know who Yiyi's father is?" Qingyi said shockingly, asking the question that had been bothering her. Her intuition told her that Grandpa Damu must know who her father is, and she didn't just rely on her intuition, she also had her own basis.

The three people on the side were all shocked by Qingyi's question, but they were shocked in different ways.

Zhulan was shocked that Qingyi would ask this question. She had seen her sister being carefree before, and thought that she would no longer miss her biological father because of her aunt's pampering. She didn't expect that she still remembered him. However, she was still young at that time, and she only knew that her aunt married far away in Guandu. As for who her aunt married, she had no idea.

Xiao Mao was shocked that Qingyi didn't know who her father was and even came to ask grandpa. Judging from grandpa's expression, he should know. It seems that grandpa is hiding a secret from him!

The moment Qingyi finished speaking, the smile on Dr. Oak's face instantly became stiff. He was shocked that Junko had not told Xiaoyi who her father was for six years, and he didn't know how to answer Xiaoyi's question.

Since Junzi has been hiding the truth from Xiao Yiyi, she must have her considerations. Without Junzi's consent, he couldn't tell Xiao Yiyi. Besides, he also felt from the bottom of his heart that it would be better for Yiyi to stay away from her father.

Oh, this is really worrying!

Seeing that Dr. Damu remained silent for a long time, Qingyi knew that there must be something hidden, so she continued to ask: "Grandpa Damu, why don't you say anything? You just promised Yiyi that you would answer the question for her, you can't break your promise!"

Dr. Oak felt very uncomfortable when Qingyi looked at him. He looked embarrassed and said, "Well, little Yiyi, your mother kept it a secret, and Grandpa Oak doesn't know who your father is."

I was so confident just now, who could have thought that it would fail so soon.

Qingyi shook her head after hearing this, somewhat dissatisfied with Professor Oak's answer. She had a determined look in her eyes, as if she was determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Grandpa Damu, Yiyi doesn't believe it. You are my mother's teacher. My mother once stayed in your research institute for a long time."

"Also, when my mother was at home, she also expressed sadness in the direction of Kanto."

"Combined with what you just said, Grandpa Oak, you said that you held me in your arms when I was born, and you had never been to the Sinnoh region when I was born six years ago. This proves that I was born in Kanto."

"To sum up, Grandpa Oki, you must know who my father is."

Qingyi put her hands behind her back and expressed her thoughts. Her analysis was very logical and her tone was very affirmative when she gave the final summary.

Professor Oak originally wanted to insist that he knew nothing about the matter, but he did not expect Qingyi to be difficult to fool. A six-year-old girl actually possessed such keen observation and clear logic.

Xiao Yiyi is indeed worthy of being the daughter of Junko and that man. She is so outstanding at such a young age. Her future is simply immeasurable!

"Alas~" Professor Oak sighed helplessly. Junko really gave him, her teacher, a difficult problem!

"Xiao Yiyi, Grandpa does know who your father is. When your mother gave birth, he was waiting outside the door just like Grandpa, waiting for your birth."

"It's just that, one month after you were born, something seemed to have happened between your mom and your dad, causing your mom to take you back to Sinnoh, and you've never been to Kanto since then."

"However," Professor Oak paused, "Grandpa still can't tell you who he is."

In the end, Professor Oak chose to continue hiding the secret from Qingyi. Junko had kept it a secret from Qingyi for six years. If he told Qingyi now, wouldn't he inadvertently ruin Junko's plan?

In fact, Professor Oak's guess was exactly what Junko wanted. Junko didn't tell Qingyi about Sakaki and Team Rocket simply because she didn't want her daughter to be hurt by worldly rumors. She didn't have any plan at all.

Qingyi was excited after hearing what Dr. Oak said.

She knew it! She knew that Professor Oak must know who her father was.

"Grandpa Damu, why? If you know, why can't you tell me? Do you have something to hide?"

Seeing Qingyi's mood swings, Zhulan squatted down and hugged her, then looked into her eyes and slowly said, "Yiyi, since Dr. Oak said he can't tell you, then don't ask. Auntie and Dr. Oak are doing this for your own good. When you grow up, you will know it one day."

"No! Sister, I don't want to wait that long." Qingyi's eyes were slightly red and her attitude was very stubborn.

In her previous life, her mother died early, and it was her father who took time out of his busy schedule to play the role of both father and mother and raised her. However, even if the tree wants to be still, the wind will not stop; even if the son wants to take care of his parents, they are no longer there. Before she came of age, her father died of illness.

And the trip she took before coming to this world was just to go out and relax because she didn't want to face the sad city. It was not a whim at all. It was just an excuse she made for herself.

So when Qingyi learned that she had a father in this world and that she was born as her father expected her, she was undoubtedly excited. She didn't want to wait until she grew up to find out who her father was like her sister said, because she was afraid of repeating the same mistake.

Zhulan couldn't help but feel soft-hearted when she saw her beloved sister since childhood like this. In all these years, she had never seen Yiyi's eyes turn red.

In order not to make her sister sad, Zhulan, who had just been persuading Qingyi, turned around and persuaded Dr. Oak, "Dr. Oak, just tell her who Yiyi's father is. I believe that even if my aunt knew, she would not say anything."

Qingyi didn't give up and looked at Professor Oak with stubborn eyes.

Professor Oak is feeling a great headache now and really doesn't know what to do. Looking at Takeran who has a distressed look on her face, and then looking at his little disciple who is looking at him like a poor little thing, he feels overwhelmed.

Finally, Professor Oak spoke slowly, "Xiao Yiyi, the answer to the question of who your father is is not that Grandpa doesn't want to tell you, but that Grandpa can't tell you. If you really want to know, unless you find the answer yourself, only your mother can tell you."

"Xiao Yiyi, Grandpa can only tell you that your father is in Guandu!"

After saying this, Professor Oak stopped talking.

Seeing that Professor Oak really didn't want to say anything more, Qingyi was very disappointed. She looked very listless, like a completely different person from the lively little fairy just now.

Qingyi knew her mother's temper. Even if she asked, her mother would not tell her. If her mother could tell her, she would have answered her the first time she asked the question.

"It's getting late, Zhulan, I'll take you to your bedroom first. You should go to bed early after dinner tonight. Xiaoyiyi has to attend summer camp early tomorrow morning." Dr. Oak changed the subject and instructed Xiaomao: "Xiaomao, stay with your sister."

Xiao Mao nodded obediently, "Got it, Grandpa."

After Zhulan and Professor Oak left, Qingyi sat quietly on the sofa. Her sadness was only temporary. As long as there was hope, it was not the time for her to indulge in sadness.

Mom doesn't want to mention Dad, and she doesn't want to make her mother sad because of this, so she should find the answer herself!

Qingyi hung her head and buried her little face in the shadows. No one knew what she was thinking about. This caused Xiaomao, who was standing beside her, to misunderstand and worry that she was crying.

Xiao Mao liked this beautiful sister very much and didn't want to see her sad, so he thought about going over to talk to her and make her happy.

"Sister Qingyi, can I call you Yiyi like Sister Zhulan?" Xiaomao sat next to Qingyi, tugged at her skirt and asked carefully.

The first step is to get closer to each other by addressing each other, Xiao Mao thought to himself.

When Qingyi heard the voice, she slowly raised her head and looked at Xiaomao with clear eyes, which were full of alienation and indifference.

Xiao Mao's heart trembled when he saw this, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

It was a wrong decision. Sister Qingyi was really sad and upset, and I should have comforted her first.

After a minute, the alienation and indifference in Qingyi's eyes faded away, and she nodded gently, "Okay, you can call me whatever you want."

It was just a name, Qingyi didn't care. She could call him whatever she wanted. But she didn't expect that Xiaomao, who was always arrogant and narcissistic in her memory, could actually be cute at times. She had to remember it well now, because she might not see him again in the future!