My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 119 The Theft

"The final blow!"

With a final powerful slam dunk, Tong Hua was defeated 11-1 once again, marking his fifth loss in a set.

"That's too intense!"

First fishing, now it's billiards.

It seems that he does have some talent in sports.

Tong Hua slumped to the ground, panting, looking at the still energetic Feng He and Meili Miao across from him. The Foam Chipmunk was also exhausted, lying at his legs with its tail drooping limply.

"You guys are too strong—" Tong Hua wiped away sweat. "Are you really not going to hold back?"

She proudly raised her chin: "I already told you I wouldn't hold back!"

"You have to give it your all in a competition!"

The charming cat elegantly licked its paws, seemingly agreeing with what was said.

The messenger bird thoughtfully handed them coins and iced drinks, while Sweetie released a sweet fragrance, trying to help them regain their strength.

"But to be honest," Feng walked over and reached out to help Tong Hua up, "you're actually quite strong. I can see that your reactions are all good, but you're not very good at catching the ball and returning it."

Practice your fundamentals more, and you'll soon surpass me.

Tong Hua stood up with a wry smile: "Let's just stop. I feel like if we keep hitting each other, I won't be able to lift my arms anymore."

Just then, the door to the activity room was pushed open, and two people hurriedly walked in.

Tong Hua looked over there and saw that the two people were Xiang Shi and Mu Mu.

"Did you forget to take something?"

The two of them looked around the activity room anxiously, as if searching for something. Suddenly, Xiangshi noticed Tong Hua and hurried over.

"Have you seen a wallet?" he asked anxiously. "It's brown, thick, and made of leather."

Tong Hua and Feng exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.

"We've been playing pool here the whole time and haven't seen any wallets," Feng replied. "How long has it been gone?"

"About half an hour ago," Mumu explained, "the coach said he had it with him before coming to play ball, but just now he found it was gone."

I've searched everywhere I've been since leaving here, except for this place—”

Tong Hua immediately helped search the activity room. The foam squirrel also perked up and used his agility to search everywhere.

"It's not here—" Feng bent down and looked under the table. "Could it be left in your room, or in the changing room at the hot spring?"

The two shook their heads: "We've searched all those places, but we can't find it anywhere."

After searching for more than ten minutes, I still couldn't find it, so it probably wasn't in the activity room either.

"What am I going to do—" Acorn, sweating profusely, panicked after losing his wallet. "I put all my money in it! And my woodcarving license is in there too. If I lose it, it'll be a real problem—."

"Don't panic, maybe someone has already found it. Let's go to the front desk and ask; perhaps someone has already taken it to the hotel reception."

Tong Hua's suggestion gave them a bright idea. "That's right! Maybe someone has already found it and handed it in to the front desk!"

The four of them immediately took their Pokémon to the hotel reception.

The handsome man, disguised as the hotel owner, was staring intently at the surveillance footage on the monitor. After the four explained their purpose, the handsome man and Maggie exchanged a glance and shook their heads apologetically.

"No one has found anything and brought it over."

"I'm finished—"

His last hope was dashed, and Acorn, clutching his messy hair, became utterly dejected.

"Who told you to show off so much—" Mumu added mercilessly from the side.

"However, if needed, I can help you check the hotel's surveillance footage."

The handsome young man skillfully operated the hotel's surveillance system, pulling up the footage near the activity room.

The footage shows that Acorn did indeed enter the activity room with his wallet.

As soon as he entered, he generously gave each of the guests present 500 Union Coins, saying it was to share in the good fortune.

But during the game, the wallet, which was placed on the bench along with other items, slipped and fell under the bench.

"So that's where it fell!" Acorn exclaimed.

However, the next scene showed that a few minutes later, a small Pokémon ran into the activity room. The surveillance camera only captured a blurry figure, but judging from its posture and movements, it seemed to be a cat.

It crawled under the bench, picked up the bench, turned around, and ran outside.

"So it was Pokémon who did it—"

"Are there any other surveillance cameras showing where it went?"

"Wait a moment," the handsome guy typed on the keyboard, and began searching for surveillance footage of the corridor during the same period.

At the same time, several more guests arrived at the front desk.

"Has anyone found a lost toy? My child has lost it, and we're so worried we're almost crying—"

"It's a Pichola plushie," the mother added, "which is very important to the child—"

While continuing to review the surveillance footage, the handsome boss gestured to Maggie to help register the lost item information.

The surveillance footage switched rapidly, finally capturing the blurry figure.

A blue pickpocket cat was seen running down the corridor with a brown wallet in its mouth, its tail held high, looking quite smug.

Finally, he turned into a blind spot in the corridor and never appeared again.

"Is this... a pickpocket cat?"

"It looks like it's wearing a name tag around its neck. Could it be a Pokémon with an owner?"

This discovery surprised and delighted everyone.

The good news is that at least there are clues to recover the lost items, but the shocking thing is that the Pokémon that committed the crime actually has an owner.

"Doesn't that mean the criminal might be in this hotel?"

Does anyone know whose Pokémon this pickpocket cat is?

The crowd looked at each other, and for a moment no one answered.

"Pikachu is a Pokémon that enjoys stealing things; they will steal people's belongings just for fun."

The handsome guy stroked his chin; he really hadn't expected to find a Pokémon in the hotel.

However, it does fit the name of the cat-themed hot spring inn quite well. "Meow?" Miao Miao nudged the handsome guy, sensing that he had just thought of something rude.

The handsome man coughed lightly, pulling himself out of his thoughts: "I don't think this is a Pokémon belonging to a guest staying at the hotel."

Each guest registers their accompanying persons upon check-in; I don't recall anyone bringing a pickpocket cat.

"I don't remember either, it's definitely not one of the guests' Pokémon," Machiavelle chimed in.

"And judging from the hotel's external surveillance footage, I think it hasn't left yet."

Please rest assured that our Neko Onsen Ryokan will ensure the safety of all guests' property.

We'll definitely catch that pickpocket cat.

The handsome man immediately made an announcement over the hotel's public address system: "Attention guests, a pickpocket of unknown origin has appeared in the hotel. Please keep your valuables safe. Our staff is handling the matter."

Meanwhile, the guests who had lost their belongings began searching on their own initiative, and Machiavelle, along with Meow Meow, searched the entire hotel area.

Feng patted Tong Hua on the shoulder and they made eye contact.

"Let's go help look for it too, maybe they'll steal from us later."

Tong Hua nodded, but he thought that the pickpocket cat probably didn't mean any harm.

It's not that it's wrong just because it's cute, but judging from the surveillance footage, the pickpocket cat's behavior seems more like it's playing games.

The way it held the wallet in its mouth, its tail held high in a smug expression, was clearly a playful and mischievous look.

Of course, it's undeniably cute.

Tong Hua and Feng decided to split up and search, and the Pokémon also helped with the search.

"Terrifying!"

Foam Chipmunk rushed to the front, starting his search from the corner of the corridor where the pickpocket last disappeared in the surveillance footage, and made his way to the courtyard leading to the open-air hot spring.

The foam squirrel suddenly stopped in front of a rockery, its little nose twitching incessantly. Tong Hua crouched down and noticed a few strands of blue fur faintly visible in the crevices of the rockery.

"It seems it used to be here," Tong Hua said softly, "but it's probably not here now."

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance.

It turns out that the shiny pickpocket cat has reappeared. This time, it has stolen a set of hotel kitchen keys from somewhere and is strutting down the corridor, swinging the keychain with pride.

"Meow~ Meow meow meow!"