Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Even though he wasn't easily intimidated, he felt that Imetti was being a bit too audacious!

“Yeah, it’s so annoying.” Imetti rubbed her temples, completely oblivious to Xiao Gang’s expression. “Last night I told it to turn back into its original form to sleep, but it wouldn’t.”

"It insisted on maintaining Ash's appearance, saying it would help it better immerse itself in the role. I said a couple of things to it, and it argued with me all night..."

"Oh, this is the annoying thing..."

Xiao Gang was somewhat disappointed.

"if not?"

Imetti gave him a strange look.

"Yeah, what else?"

Ash was also puzzled.

"Pikachu?"

Pikachu glanced sideways at the other side.

Seeing this, Ditto quickly imitated Ash's expression and made the same puzzled face.

"Ahem!" Xiao Gang coughed lightly, quickly picked up his water glass to cover his embarrassment, and casually changed the subject, "I thought you had used force to persuade me all night."

"Force? That's not the case. Our relationship isn't that bad."

Imetti rubbed her temples even harder.

Although that's what she said, her temples throbbed whenever she thought about what happened last night.

Ditto really used every trick in the book.

He threw a tantrum and used every trick in the book, but refused to change back.

At first, it confidently declared, "If I let it stay like this, it will listen to me in everything from now on!"

When I told it to turn back, it immediately changed its story.

It says things like, "As long as you don't let it turn back, it will value you more and cooperate with you more than the other Ditto!" and "It will respect you like it would its own mother!"

I saw that I still had a serious expression on my face.

Seeing that things were going badly, it grabbed its own arm and cried and screamed, looking extremely distressed.

I don't want to lose this opportunity... I... I really want to become like this!

I...I dream about it all the time!

I miss myself so much!

Her words stunned her, who had been looking serious at the time.

She, a veteran actress who has been performing in plays for almost ten years, was completely unable to keep up with these stammering words!

Can't catch it!?

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

In the end, having no other choice, I could only let it be.

But while Ditto had a blast, she couldn't.

Lying on the ground was a guy with a "Satoshi" look on his head. Although I knew it was Ditto, his face and figure made him look exactly like a grown man sleeping next to the bed.

How could a girl in her early twenties like her sleep?

As a result, I stayed up all night with my eyes open.

......

Meanwhile, Ditto, who had been sleeping soundly last night, had completely entered "imitation mode".

Ash ordered a fossil lava cake, and it ordered one too.

Ash picked up a spatula, scooped out a piece of butter, and spread it evenly on the surface of the biscuit. Ash also picked up a spatula, scooped out a piece of butter of the same size, and spread it with the exact same angle and pressure.

Xiao Zhi took a bite, and then it took another bite in the same spot.

Xiao Zhi picked up his drink to moisten his throat, and it quickly picked up its drink too, mimicking the rhythm of swallowing.

Even when Ash habitually picked up a napkin to wipe the jam from Pikachu's mouth, it...

and many more!

It doesn't seem to have Pikachu!

But it hesitated for only 0.5 seconds.

As a Pokémon that strives for perfection, how could it be stumped by such a small problem?

It decisively picked up the napkin in front of it, then fixed its gaze on the jam.

It may not have Pikachu, but Pikachu has jam!

Seeing that Pikachu's mouth was dry, Ditto first smeared some jam on it, and then carefully wiped it clean.

The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go.

Pikachu: "?"

The mouse, which was feasting, was completely stunned.

It tilted its head and stared at Ditto for three seconds.

Noticing the other's movement, Pikachu's pupils suddenly contracted.

What a brilliant scholar!

This is a brilliant scholar!

And he's even learning from Ash!

You should know that in Pallet Town, on the road, in countless battles and daily life.

Pikachu is a recognized master of imitation.

And now, this pinkish-purple dough monster dares to show off its skills in front of it?

It even imitates Ash!

Pikachu puffed out its cheeks.

OK!

very good!

Let's see who the real scholar is!

Pikachu instantly activated and began its performance.

Its movements, expressions, and even its breathing rate began to synchronize with Ash's.

Ditto's eyes widened in surprise.

what?

Is there still a respiratory rate?

This...this...this is what high-end imitation looks like!

It hurriedly adjusted its posture, desperately trying to keep up with Pikachu's pace.

Large beads of sweat seeped from its face.

It felt its progress in imitating Ash was skyrocketing—0.07%...0.08%...0.09%...

It's on the verge of breaking the 0.1% mark!

The monster and the mouse competed with each other, imitating each other more and more enthusiastically and meticulously. So meticulously that when Xiao Zhi raised his hand to scratch the tip of his nose, they also raised their hands to scratch the same spot at the same second.

Xiaoxia: "......."

Xiao Gang: "......."

Imetti: "......."

The three of them, watching the three beings moving in perfect unison, suddenly lost their appetite.

Pikachu: "..."

Ash: "......."

Xiao Zhi was also somewhat helpless.

Ditto was completely dumbfounded.

Its mimicry froze in mid-air, and for the first time, a look of "shock" appeared in its eyes.

Just now, Pikachu actually made a helpless expression before Ash could!

This is no longer imitation, this is prediction!

It's an anticipatory response to every move Xiaozhi makes, and it's the optimal solution that one can achieve using their own physical capabilities!

True imitation is not about copying the past, but about anticipating the future.

It felt that after so many years of immersing itself in the art of imitation, its proud "perfect replication" suddenly became laughable.

It turns out that my definition of imitation was ultimately... too superficial.

Pikachu elegantly wiped its mouth, took triumphant little steps, and waddled over to Ditto.

It stretched out its tiny paw and solemnly patted Ditto.

"Pikachu".

Its eyes held a hint of seniority and a touch of pride.

Compared to a mouse?

You still have a long way to go!

Ditto: "!!!"

As Imetti watched this scene, the frustration she had felt from being tormented by Ditto all night vanished, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Did not expect ah did not expect.