Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

"Back in the day, trainers personally battled alongside their Pokémon—that was an old tradition in Kanto. Sigh—the younger generation these days is just not as good as the last..."

After saying that, he shook his head and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

......

After some discussion.

Ash, who wished he could travel back in time right now, still followed the others and found a restaurant to sit down.

I may want to eat, but I still have to eat.

The restaurant was small, with a noren curtain hanging at the entrance, and the aroma of miso soup and grilled fish wafted out from inside.

As soon as Xiao Zhi picked up the menu, he felt the eyes of the customers at the next few tables glancing in his direction.

He looked up.

Those people quickly looked away, some eating and some drinking, pretending nothing had happened.

I overheard people at the next table whispering about things like "that one," "barehanded," and "one punch."

"Ugh--"

Xiao Zhi sighed.

"Ugh--"

Someone at the table behind also sighed.

Their breaths collided, and Xiaozhi subconsciously glanced back.

The man turned his head when he heard the noise.

Their eyes met.

I recognized them by their eyes; they were two identical faces.

Xiao Zhi was stunned, and so was the other person.

"You—?" "Me—?"

238. This world is just a different version of Uncle Wu Neng!

Looking at the two people who look so alike.

Xiao Gang, Xiao Xia, and Lillie were also stunned.

Even the hamster, who always considered itself knowledgeable, raised its head, looked left and right, and stood its ears straight up.

The reason is simple: the person in front of me, Ash, doesn't have that habitually deceitful Imetti by his side.

More importantly—

This unidentified creature in front of us can talk!

His pronunciation is clear and his speaking speed is natural.

It is something that Ditto, which can only make monotonous onomatopoeic sounds, cannot imitate.

In other words, the person standing in front of them... is probably not a real human being!

Just as the two were staring at each other, Xiaozhi suddenly shuddered.

"....Hiro?"

His eyes lit up, and his tone was full of speculation.

"You're Ahong, right?"

Ah Hong, whose box was opened on the spot, was clearly startled.

He blinked twice, his eyes, almost identical to Ash's, filled with surprise.

"You...you know me?"

He was a little bewildered.

Aside from the mirror, he was certain he had no recollection of that enthusiastic face.

However, the black-and-white boy duo next to them looked surprisingly familiar; I think I saw them a while ago.

"It really was you!"

Having received the other party's tacit consent, Xiaozhi didn't hesitate and reached out to hook his arm around Ahong's shoulder.

The force was so great that the latter almost stumbled.

Pikachu also took the opportunity to jump onto Ash's shoulder and sized up this "Ash II".

But after realizing that this person's muscles were loose and flabby, even worse than Ditto's.

He completely lost interest and went back to the table to study the menu.

"Oh! Since you're an acquaintance of Brother Duowu, then you're an acquaintance of mine too!"

Xiao Zhi grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and casually glanced at the empty space beside A-Hong.

"Huh, are you all alone?"

"Huh?...Hmm."

Ah Hong was a little confused when he heard an unexpected name.

Duo Wu? The Duo Wu who once challenged himself in the qualifiers?

How did he get involved with this person?

"Then what else is there to say!"

Without saying a word, he pulled Ah Hong to the empty seat next to him.

"Come on! Sit here! We just ordered, it's just a matter of adding one more set of chopsticks and a bowl!"

He waved to the waiter as he spoke.

"Excuse me, could you please bring another set of cutlery?"

"What would you like to eat? This restaurant seems famous for its grilled fish, and the teacher just mentioned that their miso soup is also good..."

Ah Hong was somewhat overwhelmed by this enthusiasm.

When he was forced to sit in the booth, Ah Hong's body was still stiff when his buttocks touched the soft cushion.

To be honest, he actually wanted to refuse.

But as soon as he opened his mouth...

The image of Nidoking being punched away in that video flashed rapidly through my mind.

That's Nidoran King!

A Drillhead Pokémon weighing over 100 pounds and covered in bulging muscles!

He was punched and sent flying three or four meters away!

He even flicked it twice!

He secretly glanced at Xiao Zhi, who was enthusiastically pouring him water.

If I don't go and sit down, this person might get upset and throw a punch at me.

With my small frame, I'm probably able to fly farther than that Nidoking!

Furthermore, a trainer who can personally engage in combat with Pokémon at the Indigo League must have some extraordinary connections!

This person might be backed by a martial arts family, a reclusive school of martial arts, or a terrifying lineage capable of fighting Pokémon head-on with bare hands...

Thinking of this, Ah Hong's back tensed up even more.

Even her breathing unconsciously became lighter, for fear that she might displease the great master by breathing too loudly.

"Don't be nervous, just relax."

Among the group, Xiao Gang, who always had the highest emotional intelligence, noticed Ah Hong's extremely uncomfortable expression.

He casually pushed the menu toward Ah Hong.

"Xiao Zhi is a very easygoing person and doesn't mean any harm. Just order whatever you want to eat, don't be shy."

Ah Hong forced a smile, the curve of his lips even more stiff than a cry.

"Ah... um."

Xiao Zhi poured a glass of warm water and handed it to A Hong, who steadily pushed the glass to his side.

"Speaking of which, Brother Duowu has been talking about you several times!"

Ah Hong was carefully picking up his water glass to drink when he heard this and paused.

"Duowu?"

"He's attending this conference too?"

"He came," Xiaoxia replied, resting her chin on her hand, while listlessly fiddling with the chopsticks on the table with her other hand, "and then he left."

"Gone?"

Ah Hong frowned slightly.

According to his recollection, Dowu was incredibly stubborn; once he made up his mind, not even ten Tauros could sway him.

Why did he withdraw from the competition midway?

"Why did he leave? I remember he said he wanted to teach high school with me again..."

"He was eliminated by Ash."

Xiaoxia casually cut him off.

"...Low-end?"

Ah Hong was silent for three seconds.

Then he silently sprinkled some of the water on the ground.

That's fine.