There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

Shuoya Ye is a mysterious boy.

At least that's what the kids his age in Pallet Town saw.

No one knows who his parents are. All we remember is that one day when Professor Oak returned to Pallet Town after finishing several months of outdoor research, he was followed by Miss Junsha riding a motorcycle with a cool big dog, and the doctor and Miss Joy holding a medical box with anxious faces.

That night, Professor Oak entrusted his grandson Xiao Mao to the care of Xiaozhi's mother Hanako, and then the four of them plunged into the research institute.

Miss Joy and Miss Junsha left soon after, the doctor left the next day, and Dr. Oak finally came out about three or four days later.

After that, a new resident appeared in Pallet Town, a boy named Sakuya Ye.

Although Xiaozhi doesn't know what image his friends have in the eyes of others.

But for him, rather than being suffocated by Xiao Mao's criticism every day, he still prefers to sit with Xiao Ye, eat the cake baked by Xiao Ye, and talk about Pokémon.

But Xiaoye rarely has time to play with him.

Xiaozhi always remembers Xiaomao's exaggerated expression when he saw the bleak "59 points" on his desk.

"Look, isn't this the 'Future Pokémon Master'? Let me see what the Master's grade is?"

Xiao Mao raised the corners of his lips and did not let go of Xiaozhi who was almost burying his head in the table.

"The questions grandpa gave us are the most basic of the basics. They were also introductory questions in school. Even Xiaoye, who has never been to school, can easily get full marks, and you...?"

The proud young master never knew what politeness was. When he mocked others, he did it without bloodshed, and every word he said stabbed into people's hearts.

"Don't always compare Xiaoye with me..." Xiaozhi muttered in dissatisfaction, "He is not only smart but also hardworking. He got up before dawn to find Professor Oak. It is only natural that he got full marks."

"So it's only natural that you failed?" Xiaomao grabbed the test paper that Xiaozhi was holding down, spread it out in front of him and shook it. "You sleep all day, don't listen carefully in class, don't complete the extra homework assigned by grandpa, and just keep muttering 'future Pokémon Master' every day."

"I've never heard of a Pokémon master with such poor theoretical foundations."

The memories were interrupted, and any further thoughts I had could only be that the two of them had a big quarrel and parted unhappily.

However, from these bits and pieces, we can know that Xiaoye spends most of his time with Professor Oak. Only when Professor Oak forces him to take a short vacation can he be found in his little white house.

Just like today.

Xiaozhi walked briskly on the road, looking like he was in a very good mood, while beside him, Xiaomao was throwing a Poké Ball model and walking with him.

Miaomiao, who was taking a nap on the side of the road, looked up at the familiar pair of bickering lovers, then lay down again in boredom.

Soon they stopped at an intersection, next to which there was a white house with a few dandelions planted.

Xiaozhi pointed clearly at the wooden door guarding the white house, walked around the several potted plants at the door and shouted.

"Xiao Ye, open the door!"

Xiao Mao stood nearby with his arms folded, his calm eyes revealing the excitement of sharing his joy with others.

After a while, the heavy wooden door opened a little, revealing a young man with silver-gray hair.

He is not as handsome as Xiaomao, nor as lively as Xiaozhi.

Instead, he is very handsome and clean, and at first glance, people think that he is a very gentle and sensible child.

There was a white mark on his fair cheek, and he was holding something in his hand.

"Your face is covered in flour." Xiao Mao reminded him. He glanced at the spatula on Xiao Ye's back and said, "Why are you still cooking at this hour?"

"Huh?" Xiaozhi shouted after hearing this, and stood on tiptoe impatiently to look behind Xiaoye. "What delicious food did Xiaoye make again? There should be a portion for me, right?"

"Thank you." Xiaoye nodded to Xiaomao to show his gratitude, raised his hand to wipe the stains on his cheek, and then said to Xiaozhi with a smile, "Of course I won't forget you. I was planning to send it to Aunt Hanako later. Since you are here, please take it to me."

Then he turned to Xiao Mao and said, "Of course, I'll trouble you with Professor Oak, Xiao Mao."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Mao's eyes suddenly lit up and his face blushed.

"Why don't you come in and sit down." Xiaoye pointed at Xiaozhi who had already run to the kitchen and said, "It's a good opportunity to try dessert with Xiaozhi. How about helping me test the taste?"

"Sorry to bother you then." Xiao Mao followed Xiao Ye's instructions and went into the room, praising her, "Xiao Ye, you are too modest. Grandpa has always been obsessed with the desserts you made, and even Aunt Ito, the cooking master, praised them highly."

Xiao Ye smiled and did not continue to be polite. Instead, he poured two glasses of water for the two guests and promptly brought them to Xiao Zhi who was about to choke.

"Ahem." Xiaozhi, who survived the disaster, patted his chest, holding the water cup in his left hand and the dessert in his right hand. Even though he had just escaped from its clutches, Xiaozhi had no desire to surrender. After he calmed down, he began to wolf down the food again.

Seeing the look of Xiaozhi, who was like a starving ghost reincarnated, Xiaomao sighed and brought up the main purpose of their visit today.

"We're leaving tomorrow, do you have any ideas?"

"Thoughts?" Xiao Ye looked at Xiao Zhi's mouthful of food and couldn't help but think of a Pokémon named "Snorlax" that he had seen on TV before. He smiled and replied, "Do you want to say goodbye to Professor Oak and the others?"

"No..." Xiao Mao frowned and explained, "I mean traveling. Don't you have the slightest curiosity about your own original Pokémon?"

Although Xiaomao's face has not fully grown yet, we can already foresee his handsome appearance in the future. Even when he frowns, he is still very handsome.

“Isn’t saying goodbye something that must be done at the beginning of a journey?” Seeing Xiao Mao’s increasingly deep frown, Xiao Ye chuckled and said, “There’s no need to force this kind of thing. No matter which Pokémon I partner with, it’s a special fate between us. If I have too high expectations in advance, it might not be a good thing for both myself and the Pokémon.”

"Come on, you're only sixteen, why are you acting like an old man?" Xiao Mao rolled his eyes unceremoniously, leaned back on the soft sofa and complained, "This is just an expectation! Do you understand what I mean by expectation?"

"Besides, I heard there will be five rookie trainers leaving tomorrow, but Grandpa has only prepared three initial Pokémon. Aren't you curious about what kind of Pokémon the extra two will get?"

"Is that so?" Xiaoye's eyes flashed with slight surprise, "Professor Oak should not make such a mistake."

"That's right." Xiao Mao got angry when he thought of the old man hiding a secret and refusing to tell him. "Anyway, I must get up early tomorrow and be the first trainer to get a Pokémon, so I don't have to worry."

"I want one, I want one too!" After finishing his dessert, Xiaozhi touched his mouth and quickly interrupted the topic, "I've made up my mind. Whether it's Charmander, Squirtle, or Bulbasaur, I like them all! I will definitely become a Pokémon Master with my original partner!"

"If it's Xiaozhi, maybe he can do it." Xiaoye thoughtfully handed Xiaozhi a tissue, watched him wipe the oil stains on the back of his hand and said, "Since you all have to get up early, I'll go with you."

"It would be best if we could be together." Xiao Mao nodded, and his goal of visiting today was achieved.

Xiaozhi obviously focused on the first half of Xiaoye's words.

"Really? I think so too!" He raised his head after hearing this, and imitated Xiao Mao's previous attitude and said condescendingly, "Did you hear that? Even Xiao Ye said that I can definitely become a Pokémon Master."

"Idiot." Xiao Mao couldn't stand Xiao Zhi's appearance and mocked him directly, "He was just trying to comfort you, and you're the only one who would take it seriously."

"What?" Xiaozhi was not happy when he heard it, and immediately jumped up and said, "It's obvious that you are jealous. I will definitely prove it to you. Just wait and see!"

"Haha." Xiao Mao curled his lips and sneered, "Don't let the time come when you can't even get the first gym badge and can only run back to Pallet Town crying to find your mother."

The angry Xiaozhi clenched his fists, his face flushed and he yelled, "You're the only one who would do this, right? Just wait, I'll get all eight gym badges before you!"

"Then I'll wait and see." Xiao Mao stood up and picked up the dessert that Xiao Ye had placed at the entrance, then said goodbye and left. "Although Xiao Zhi has little hope of getting eight gym badges with his intelligence, I think Xiao Ye should be able to do it."

"What do you mean?" Before Xiaoye could say anything, Xiaozhi got up and caught up with Xiaomao, saying unconvincedly, "Wait for me tomorrow morning!"

"What?" Xiao Mao turned around and threw an extra dessert in his hand to Xiaozhi. "Does it mean that you will become a novice trainer tomorrow and you want to fight with me?"

"That's exactly what I meant!" Xiaozhi hurriedly touched the lunch box that flew over. After carefully opening it and confirming that the contents were intact, he straightened up again and said, "Don't run away!"

Xiao Mao sneered without responding. He waved his hand and opened the door and left first.

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Xiao Ye watched the pair of happy enemies walk further and further away, and could only remind them from behind, "Be careful on the road, pay attention to safety."

However, Xiao Ye speculated that they should not have heard his voice. After all, they could still hear Xiao Zhi's roar from such a distance, so how could it be covered by his voice?

Xiaoye smiled helplessly, turned around and closed the wooden door, muttering "The initial Pokémon?"

There was a hint of longing in his eyes, which was in line with the state he should have at his age.

“I am indeed looking forward to it.”