My Pokémon Story of Seasons

After collecting their belongings, Tong Hua and the two Pokémon were finally able to go home.

Although the process was full of twists and turns, the result was exactly the same as the initial plan!

Catch the king of fish and make a fortune.

Regardless of whether the process was right or wrong, the money was indeed made.

The 20 Alliance Coins doubled Tong Hua's savings.

In addition to the evolution of the Turtwig, a seemingly useless certificate, and the Fisherman class reaching level ten, this morning's harvest was far greater than expected.

As for how the Rangers' Alliance will deal with that Roaring Tyrant, that's not a question Tong Hua should be concerned with.

"Speaking of which, I remember that the Pokémon that eats Roar is paired with Milotic, right? Like Rhyhorn and Rhydon?"

Why is there only one Roaring Beast appearing near the popular beach?

Tong Hua couldn't figure it out, so she didn't want to think about it anymore.

More important than all that is getting back to the ranch and checking on the Pokémon at home.

Outside, the light rain continued.

Tong Hua walked out of the side door with two Pokémon, holding an umbrella in one hand and fishing gear in the other.

"Game".

Clearly, the forest tortoise is too big to be covered by an umbrella, but fortunately, he is not afraid of getting wet, though he will have fewer opportunities to get close to Tong Hua.

Just as Tong Hua was about to leave, a man suddenly walked over from across the street.

He seemed to have been standing there waiting for a long time, dressed in a smart, tailored suit, holding an umbrella in one hand and carrying a briefcase in the other, striding over.

That meticulous 3/7 parting, and the noisy bird perched on his shoulder, quickly reminded Tong Hua of his name.

"Mr. Hayato? What are you doing here?"

Instead of answering Tong Hua's question, Yu Fa Hayato raised his own.

"Was the person who just went inside the chief ranger of the Ranger Alliance?"

Did he say that what happened on the beach needed to be kept secret? If not, that's great, but even if it did, it wouldn't be a big deal for me.

"Uh..." Tong Hua wasn't good at dealing with reporters like Su Ren, so he stammered his answer to the question.

"Oh, that's great. I just found a coffee shop and finished half of the manuscript. The residents of Wind-Swept Town have it tough; there's only one coffee shop in the whole town with a smoking area."

For Yoshihito, cigarettes are the trigger that gets him into writing mode. Only the combination of cigarettes and coffee can enable him to quickly produce a draft at any time.

"Now, may I conduct an interview with you, Mr. Tong Hua?"

……

They clearly said it would be in the next few days, but they've already come looking for us in less than half a day.

Tong Hua couldn't refuse Su Ren's request; he really wasn't good at dealing with persistent reporters.

Fortunately, Su Ren wasn't just a taker. He interviewed Tong Hua to further refine the manuscript and also to visit the Fairy Tale Ranch, which would indirectly promote Tong Hua.

Tong Hua was persuaded by him; after all, being featured in the newspaper would definitely be a good thing for the ranch's development. So, on their way back to the ranch, Su Ren began interviewing Tong Hua.

"My first question is, where did you hear about the 'King of Fish' that's all the rage on the beach?"

When I asked you earlier, you said you learned it from a fishing tackle shop owner.

Could you tell me more about the specifics of that boss?

As he asked the question, Su Ren was writing something in his notebook, while the umbrella and briefcase were tucked under his arm.

After thinking for a moment, Tong Hua replied, "He's the owner of the fishing tackle shop in Chicory Village. He has short brown hair and is a very easy-going person."

How should I put it? That person was like a cat, no, like a fox.

"A fox?" Su Ren looked up and glanced at Tong Hua. "An interesting metaphor, very vivid."

What's his name?

"Nagi. I don't know her full name, but she calls herself Nagi."

Su Ren silently memorized the name and the location of the fishing tackle shop.

"My second question is, do you have any training secrets?"

Based on my observation, the hog that ate was at least 200 kilograms. To be able to catch it with a single rod, you must have used at least twice its weight in force.

Not only that, the quality of the fishing rod you're using is also astonishing. According to the information I've gathered, many professional anglers have attempted to catch the kingfish before, but without exception, they all returned empty-handed.

What are your thoughts on this?

Su Ren's question was so strange that Tong Hua was reluctant to answer it.

He knew perfectly well how all of this happened; it was all thanks to his golden touch.

Simply put, when he catches a Roaring Boss, the Fisherman class has two skills.

One of them is called a lifting pole.

As the name suggests, it can automatically lift the rod. As long as the cheat engine determines that the fish has given up struggling, it can trigger the special move.

This means ignoring stamina and directly lifting the rod.

The reason the fishing rod didn't break is because of the gold-plated protection, which prevents it from being damaged even if the rod's durability reaches zero during fishing.

As for why the fishing rod given by the village chief was broken, it's simple: it wasn't used to catch any fish, so it wasn't protected by the cheat code.

Of course, Tong Hua would never tell anyone about his cheat ability, so he could only give a nonsensical reply.

"Any exercise tips? It's simple: go to bed early and get up early, eat a balanced diet, and drink plenty of MooMoo fresh milk."

As for the quality of the fishing rod, you'll probably have to ask Nagi, the owner of the fishing tackle shop. I'm curious why too.

After dodging the two questions, Tong Hua was smug and felt that he had answered them well.

As a professional writer, Hayato could see through his thoughts at a glance, but he wasn't in a hurry. Even if he couldn't dig out information for a while, it didn't mean he couldn't dig it out in the long run.

"Very helpful, thank you for your reply."

Su Ren continued to write in his notebook, and Tong Hua was curious about what he was writing down.

"Third question: How are you feeling right now?"

Of all the questions Hayato asked, this was undoubtedly the strangest.

"How do I feel? Uh, I feel great."

They caught the King Fish, their partner evolved, and they even received a reward from the ranger.

It feels absolutely wonderful.

"Game!" the forest tortoise chimed in, clearly delighted.

"Oh, really?"

Su Ren raised an eyebrow slightly, and the noisy bird on his shoulder tilted its head, all four eyes looking at Tong Hua's face.

"W-What's wrong?"

Tong Hua felt a little uneasy under their gazes and subconsciously touched her face.

Su Ren smiled and closed his notebook: "It's nothing, I'm just a little curious."

I've seen too many people react after experiencing a "big event"—excitement, lingering fear, exhaustion... but you seem a little distracted.

It's as if you had already anticipated the ups and downs of the event, so none of the twists and surprises could truly excite you.

It seems there's something hidden within you that gives you the confidence to face any challenge. So you know there won't be any real problems waiting for you.

Tong Hua's heart skipped a beat.

He appeared calm on the surface, but in his heart he had already repeated Su Ren's words many times.

As expected of a professional journalist, such keen insight.

I did know that there were two Celebi protecting me in secret, which is why I dared to command Turtwig to face Roaring Attack head-on.

I didn't expect this reporter to be able to see that.

Tong Hua maintained a faint smile and said to Su Ren, "No, thank you for the compliment. To be honest, I'm actually a bit slow-witted, so I don't usually have much of an emotional fluctuation."

"I see." Hayato wrote in his notebook again. The interview seemed to be almost over.

Just then, the two arrived in Chicory Village. The rain gradually stopped, and Tong Hua put away his umbrella.

"The roads in the countryside are a bit muddy and slippery, so please be careful."

Tong Hua kindly reminded Su Ren, but Su Ren was focused on writing in his notebook and didn't hear what Tong Hua said.

"Splat!"

Su Ren followed behind Tong Hua, but stepped into a puddle on the road, and the mud and water instantly soiled his shoes and trouser legs.

Hayato: "..."

Sujin stared at his mud-stained custom-made trousers, his lips twitching slightly. A noisy bird perched on his shoulder cackled mockingly.

Tong Hua and the two Pokémon suppressed their laughter and quickly handed over a handkerchief: "Um... we'll be at our ranch soon, take this and wipe your face first."

"Thank you..." Hayato took the handkerchief, wiped himself briefly, and then rolled up his trouser legs.

"The roads in the countryside are slippery and really difficult to walk on..."