Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 122 Lala Games

The group followed Xiao Gang and walked forward.

A moment later, Tomiko appeared in front riding a little horse, with two Tauros with saddles behind her.

"I'm sorry everyone, the only animals I have at home that can carry people right now are these two Tauros."

Tomiko nodded apologetically to the group.

"I'm with Ms. Tomiko, Ash and Brock have a Tauros, and Natsume has a Tauros."

As Xiaoxia spoke, she winked at Jiaozi.

"Wait!" Tomiko called out, but it was too late.

"Ouch!" Xiaoxia burned her hand.

"I'm sorry, the flames on Ponyta's body can only affect those who are recognized."

Fu Zi jumped off his horse, skillfully took out a box of milky white ointment from the leather pouch at his waist, and applied it to Xiao Xia's burned fingers.

"Okay then, I'll squeeze in with Ash and Brock."

As Xiaoxia spoke, she stepped onto the saddle and landed on the nearest Tauros.

"Miss Tomiko, please let me clear the way for you!"

Brock didn't go up to Tauros; instead, he went close to Tomiko and took the reins of Ponyta.

"Woof woof woof!" Growlithe barked at Brock, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Hahaha. Actually, having Growlithe is enough." Tomiko smiled slightly, not refusing.

"Um... Mr. Natsume, let's go up too." Jiaozi tugged at Natsume's sleeve.

With his other hand, he pressed down hard on Natsume's Poké Ball.

“Mr. Natsume, don’t always be so focused on efficiency. Look at this vast grassland, and the Tauros. Maybe it has a unique charm.”

"It seems so."

Natsume nodded, abandoning his idea of ​​having Gengar and himself take everyone "flying".

Both Tauros were very strong, and when Natsume sat on them, he could feel their spines bulging as they ran.

However, with the saddle, the feeling is actually like sitting on a bouncy waterbed, which is quite unique.

"Ah~ Mr. Natsume."

Jiaozi blushed and quietly wrapped her arms around Natsume's waist.

She went all out, pressing her entire face against the other person's back, refusing to let go no matter what Natsume said.

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Natsume felt uneasy all over, as if there was a small furnace behind him.

As the sun was about to set, Tauros's running speed gradually slowed down.

Before them appeared a place resembling a market.

There are many things for sale at the market, mostly dairy products and handicrafts such as bone flutes, totems, and wood carvings.

Everyone got off Tauros, and Jiaozi quietly sized up Natsume, noticing that the other looked somewhat uncomfortable.

"Mr. Natsume?" As if she had discovered a new continent, Jiaozi approached with a beaming smile.

"Do you have a fever?" Natsume touched Jiaozi's forehead.

The heat output from Jiaozi was very abnormal. He was covered in sweat by the other party, feeling sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

"This is where we Lalamos people usually gather."

Tomiko clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Miss Tomiko, it seems like most of the people here aren't Latina, are they?"

Xiaoxia noticed that, apart from the vendors, the other people dressed very differently from Fuzi.

"That's right, there's an annual Latin American running competition tomorrow, and there are quite a few spectators here who have come specifically for it."

As he spoke, Tomiko mounted his horse again.

"I'm also a participant. I need to go back and prepare, so I'll leave first."

"Miss Tomiko, wait for me!" Xiao Gang rushed forward.

"Woof woof woof!" Cardigan retorted defiantly.

"A running race? What's that?" Xia tilted her head.

"I don't know, but the milk they sell here is so delicious, glug-glug~"

Ash walked over, holding a glass of milk, while Pikachu and the guy with the middle parting held mini versions.

“Pikachu~” Pikachu nodded in agreement.

"Slurp~" A yellow head popped over and drank the rest of the milk in Pikachu's hand in one gulp.

"Pikachu!" Pikachu glared angrily at the man with the middle parting.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, I have plenty more here." Xiao Zhi said, taking out another glass of milk.

"Mr. Natsume, what is a running race?"

Seeing that Natsume was about to leave with Kotsukasa, Takako quickly grabbed him.

"A race?"

"Hey, that's it!" Natsume struck a running pose, instantly breaking free from Takako's grasp. "Come back here!"

Xiaoxia reached out and pulled Natsume back.

"Okay, I'll explain."

Natsume was in a hurry to go to Tomiko's house to take a bath, and said helplessly:
"This is a competition held by the Lalamo people to demarcate grazing areas. The higher the ranking, the better the pasture they can select."

At this point, Natsume paused:

"This area is considered the outer edge of the Kanto Wilderness. Thanks to the modifications made by the Alliance researchers, the ecology is much better than before, and there isn't much difference between the various ranches."

"But this competition has been preserved and can be considered a symbolic ethnic sport of the Latin American people."

"Ethnic sports, can I participate?" Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up.

Natsume didn't answer, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Of course, Xiao Zhi. We welcome outsiders to join our ethnic sports here."

A familiar announcer's voice rang out.

Everyone was stunned, turned around and looked, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"It's you! The host!" Xiao Zhi pointed at the other person.

The person who arrived was the same host who had provided commentary at the P1 Fighting Tournament.

"Haha, you can call me Narusuke. It's really fate that we met here!"

Naruto jumped off Magneton, came to the group, and shook hands with Ash.

"If you participate, my commentary will definitely become more interesting!"

With a smile, Naruto handed several competition tickets to Ash.

"Alright, see you at the bonfire party tonight!"

Narusuke said goodbye to everyone.

"Wow, there's a bonfire party too!" Xiaoxia peeked out, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Let's hurry up and take a shower, then join the bonfire party!"

Ash was the first to react and followed Natsume out of the market.

Tomiko's house wasn't far from the market; they arrived in no time.

When everyone arrived, they happened to see Natsume walking out, wiping his head.

"Xiao Zhi, I'm entrusting you with an important task."

Just as Ash was about to go inside, Natsume stopped him.

"what?"

Everyone was taken aback, realizing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.

Fu Zi sat inside, half of her leg exposed, covering her face and crying. Xiao Gang sat beside her, his face full of self-blame.

Cardigan barked at Little Gang.

"Xiao Gang, what did you do to Miss Fu Zi!"

Xiaoxia stepped forward and grabbed Xiaogang's ear.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Xiao Gang cried out in pain and quickly explained:

"It's like this, when Miss Tomiko took Little Pony to practice, she fell into a pit and injured her leg. I'm afraid she won't be able to participate in tomorrow's competition."

Xiao Gang waved his hand, looking regretful.

"A hole? Could it be that lost little ground squirrel?"

Jiaozi suddenly spoke up.

"No, that hole was man-made."

Natsume denied it, but he went to check immediately and found that it had been dug out with a shovel.

"It was deliberate, how despicable!" Xiaoxia said angrily.

"Alright, alright!" Natsume clapped his hands.

"There's no use in speculating; we need to get to the problem."

Natsume has always been an activist.

He turned to look at Xiaozhi:
"We need someone to replace Tomiko in the competition now."

"Huh? Me?"

Xiao Zhi pointed to himself and immediately understood what Natsume meant by the mission he had mentioned earlier.

"Can I really do it?"

Ash stared blankly at Ponyta, remembering how Misty had been burned.

“Mr. Natsume, when dealing with strangers, you need to have a pure heart and a deep love for Pokémon, otherwise you will get seriously burned.”

Tomiko's anxious voice rang out.

(End of this chapter)