There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

"She said [Izumi Baby]..."

Fujino Sakura turned her stiff neck and said, "Is it the Izumi I was thinking of?"

"Maybe the same last name?"

Unfortunately, Sakutani Ye is not a fan of celebrities, so he doesn't know whether there is any popular actor in Kanto with the last name "Izumi".

The only person he knew was probably Ms. Karuna, who was both a world-class star and the champion of the Kalos Regional League.

Pokémon battles may seem no different to her than filming.

It's just a matter of changing from facing the camera to facing the audience and showing your elegant side.

"I found it."

Kitazawa Reiyou held the phone in his left hand and tapped the screen twice with two fingers of his right hand.

There was a vibration in the pockets of Fujino Sakura and Sakutani Ye.

"I sent you the screenshots."

Shuoya Ye turned on the screen and a program list came into view.

He did not stop at the various programs, but quickly scanned the unfamiliar names, finally stopping at the words at the bottom.

"Fall" - Izumi Yu

"It's really Xiaoyou!" Fujino Sakura's eyes lit up, "She's the finale!"

Shuoya Ye, however, focused his attention on the name of the program in front.

"'Fall'?" He looked at it curiously, "It seems quite interesting."

"Let's go and see!" Fujino Sakura jumped up excitedly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, "To support Xiaoyou!"

"No, it shouldn't be possible."

Just when the girl was about to rush out with her bag, Kitazawa Lingyou spoke and poured a basin of cold water on her.

"The tickets for the Grand Theatre have already been sold out."

He shrugged regretfully - although there was no trace of regret in his expression.

"The scalpers' tickets have been sold for hundreds of thousands of Alliance coins..."

Kitazawa Lingyou frowned slightly, "The premium is too high."

"So expensive!?"

Fujino Sakura took a breath and recalled what the woman had just said.

"No wonder she asked for several months' salary..."

"Forget it! Don't think too much about it!" Fujino Sakura shook her head. "Anyway, we are going to Mocastle City to rest for a while. We will go there sooner or later."

She said so, but she had her own plans in mind.

Hmm, I wonder if Xiaoyou, as a performer, will have any special privileges to bring them in?

----

News of the Grand Theatre performance spread like wildfire among the crowd.

At the city's edge, winding roads were blocked by vehicles.

Drivers honked their horns anxiously, but they seemed insignificant in the seemingly endless flow of traffic.

Fujino Sakura walked forward on the undeveloped mountain road with her left foot deep and her right foot shallow, occasionally poking her head out to look at the traffic jam below her feet.

"So many people?" she murmured. "Are they all here for the Grand Theatre?"

She squinted and looked towards the end of the traffic.

Traffic lights have completely lost their function and the police are trying hard to maintain order, but with little success.

Miss Junsha held up the horn and shouted at the top of her lungs, but she was still drowned out by the noisy traffic and could hardly be heard.

About half an hour later, Shuoya Ye finally saw the long line of vehicles slowly moving forward for a distance.

The drivers' sighs and honking horns mixed into a unique symphony, although it was not very pleasant to listen to.

----

After finally squeezing to the entrance of the city, Fujino Sakura looked around in the crowd, raised her right hand and called out as if she was drowning.

"Xiao Ye! Ling You! Where are you?!"

Only after repeating it five or six times did a faint response come from a corner.

Fujino Sakura turned her head towards the source of the sound, only to meet the armpit of a bald uncle.

The body odor that hit her in the face made her eyes go dark, and at that moment she seemed to see her grandmother waving at her.

"No, please move aside! Sorry! Please move aside!"

The girl, caught in the crowd, tried her best to walk to her friends in the crowd.

But she soon discovered in despair that not only did her efforts not get her closer to her companions, but she was instead pushed further away by the crowd!

Feeling helpless, she had to shout at the top of her voice.

"Forget it! Let's go our own way! We'll meet at the Pokémon Center tonight!"

"Ouch! Don't step on my shoes!"

The girl who had completely given up resistance was quickly taken away by the crowd and disappeared from sight.

Sakutani Ye, who was squeezed into the corner with Kitazawa Reiyu, leaned against the wall with his back and spoke to the boy who was leaning against the wall.

"I may know why there are so many people here."

"why?"

Kitazawa Reiyuu stretched his arm, which was supporting Sakutani Ye's right side, straight, with smooth muscle lines bulging slightly.

Although he was occasionally knocked crooked by the crowded crowd, his expression remained relaxed.

"Besides the performances at the Grand Theater, are there any other surprises that the organizers haven't announced yet?"

"Yeah." Shuo Guye nodded, "I heard quite a few people seem to be talking about someone."

"Who?"

"Ms. Karuna."

There was a gleam of excitement in Shuo Gu Ye's eyes, and his tone rose slightly, unable to conceal his excitement.

"Some fans discovered that she recently bought a flight to Kanto, and a few days ago she also paid special attention to the Mocastle Grand Theater on the social platform."

“Therefore, many people speculate that perhaps Karuna is in this city right now.”

With bright eyes, Sakutani Ye pointed her phone at Kitazawa Reiyuu's eyes and clicked on the analysis post posted by his fans.

"Maybe the person passing by right now might be Karen herself!"

The veins on Kitazawa Lingyou's arms bulged slightly, and his fingertips lightly touched the cold wall.

He looked through the phone to the young man behind it who looked as lively as if he was showing off his favorite toy.

"Do you like her very much?"

"Of course!" Shuo Guye nodded without hesitation, "Even if you ignore her status as the champion of the Carlos League, I've seen several movies she starred in!"

He counted on his fingers and said word by word, "She is very beautiful and powerful. Even her ace Pokémon Gardevoir has a noble temperament and elegant manners, and is called the [Elegant King] by fans."

Sakutani Ye told him everything he knew about Karuno, and it was not until almost ten minutes later that he sighed with satisfaction and said with emotion.

"If it was Ms. Karuna who was coming, it wouldn't be surprising to see so many people."

Kitazawa Lingyou nodded, withdrew his arms that were supporting the wall, and looked back.

“There are a lot fewer people.”

Upon hearing this, Shuoya Ye poked his head out and looked around.

Just as Kitazawa Reisuke said, the streets that were previously packed with people were now much more spacious. At least people could finally breathe freely with their mouths wide open without worrying about suffocating.

On both sides of the road, monsters with strong and powerful bodies were directing the flow of people with irresistible force under the command of Miss Junsha.

The effect is remarkable.

"Let's go and take a walk around."

Kitazawa Lingyou put his hands in his pockets and looked around casually. "In addition to the Grand Theater, it seems that the Fisherman's Park here is also very famous."

"Ah."

Shuoya Ye walked over to the young man in two or three steps, "Ditto might be hungry too, let's find some food along the way."

----

On the other side, Fujino Sakura, following the flow of people, finally found a gap in the crowd at an intersection. She hurriedly got out of it, patting her pounding heart as if she had survived a disaster.

Oh my god! She finally got out!

The girl's body was swept around by the crowd and her legs became weak. With tears in her eyes, she quickly found a spot on the grass that was still visible and sat down.

She sighed with satisfaction, "Alive—"

"hehe."

A soft laugh came into Fujino Sakura's ear and she turned her head curiously.

One person wrapped it tightly.

A large baseball cap, pure black sunglasses and a windbreaker that falls to the feet.

“There are indeed quite a few people here recently.”

Although her face was covered, one could tell from her voice that it was a young woman.

She held a small piece of cake in her hand and looked into the distance.

"But fortunately this park has nothing but green grass all over the place, so it's a great place to rest."

"Yeah...why are there so many people?"

Fujino Sakura raised her knees and rested her elbows on them, "Is everyone here for the evening party at the Grand Theater?"

"Of course." The woman put the tempting cake to her lips and took a light bite.

A satisfied curve suddenly appeared at the corner of his lips.

"This is a grand event in Kanto, and many people have received invitations."

She walked slowly towards the girl and sat down beside her.

A faint orchid fragrance filled the girl's nose.

“Not only are there orchestras, theater groups, singers, idols…”

The woman seemed to know a lot about the party as she chewed the soft cake slowly until she swallowed a bite before continuing.

"I heard that they have invited a new coordinator from the Kanto region. I am really looking forward to it."

Fujino Sakura blinked, her eyes fixed on the woman's fair skin.

How strange...why did she always feel that the woman's voice sounded familiar?

The woman seemed to notice the girl's confused look, smiled slightly, and then stood up and left.

Only the young girl, who was thinking so hard that her head was almost bald, was left looking up and sighing, and letting herself go.

----

Before Fujino Sakura could rest for a while, something heavy suddenly fell on her shoulder and patted her gently.

She quickly turned around and looked, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Xiao Yu!"

Compared to the lady who covered all her features, Izumi Yu's clothes were much simpler.

He was just wearing a mask, with his slightly long hair tied at the back of his head, and holding a dark baseball cap in his hand.

Izumi Yu nodded, a slight smile on his face.

He put his hat back on his head, fumbled in his pocket with his right hand, and tapped his phone rapidly with his thumb.

【haven't seen you for a long time】

"Hey, why do you have to type——"

Fujino Sakura saw the words clearly in front of her and asked in confusion, "Does your throat feel uncomfortable?"

Izumi Yu nodded again and continued typing.

[I didn’t pay attention recently and caught a cold. My throat is inflamed and I can’t speak.]

"Have you been to the hospital? What did the doctor say?"

Izumi Yu's fingers paused slightly, and then he continued typing quickly.

[I've seen it, just take a rest]

"That's fine."

Fujino Sakura finally felt relieved and squeezed next to the boy with a smile, "Xiaoyou, are you going to attend the party the day after tomorrow?"

Izumi Yu nodded and pulled the mask up a little with his right hand.

[It just so happens that I have something to ask of you]

Before Fujino Sakura could tell her what was in her mind, Izumi You typed out the words and placed the phone in front of her.

"Please?"

Fujino Sakura opened her mouth and pointed at herself, her face full of disbelief.

Wait! Why does she feel that this scene in front of her is somehow familiar?

Izumi Yu lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly.

He raised his right hand, leaned against his left arm, which had been in his pocket the whole time, and slowly pulled up his long sleeves.

Fujino Sakura watched this scene and took a breath.

His exposed left arm was covered with horrific wounds.

Solidified blood clots remained on his fair forearms, and white gauze was wrapped from the wrist to the shoulder blade. The muscles under the exposed skin were twitching unconsciously.

“What are you doing——!?”

Izumi You pulled his sleeves back to his wrists with a cold expression and raised his cell phone again.

This time he took a long time to type, as if he was organizing a very long text.

[I accidentally fell not long ago. I have no problem participating in the performance. The protagonists of this performance are dream monsters. However, the dream monsters seem to be dissatisfied with the script I finished. Although they didn’t say it explicitly, I can feel it.]

[Isn't there a saying that a bystander sees more clearly? So I would like to ask you to help me see if there are any areas that can be improved in the script. I will use the remaining time to work with the Dream Demons and others to improve our reputation and make the whole Guandu see the beauty of the gorgeous competition.]