Not a trainer this time

Naoki originally wanted to challenge the man to a Pokémon battle.

But he was stopped midway by Kotree.

"Okay, Dad! He can't beat you, he's not a professional trainer!"

The man knew that the person in front of him was the hidden boss of the Paldea region, and he would never be his opponent.

But love gives people courage, so he agreed.

The two had an incredibly fierce Pokémon battle in the pasture, with the man and his Pokémon giving their all.

But despite this, they were still no match for Naoki.

Against Koraidon, his Pokémon couldn't even last three rounds.

Naoki seriously observed the man's reaction.

He was originally very dissatisfied, but after seeing how much the man cared for his Pokémon, he compromised.

There are no bad people who like Pokémon; they are all kind-hearted people.

Forget it!

He waved his hand and turned to leave.

In League Year 232, Kotree also got married, and in the same year, Yuuki's child was born, a boy.

In League Year 233, Kotree's child was also born, a very cute girl.

During the summer vacation of League Year 238, Kotree brought her daughter to the Paldean countryside farm to visit her maternal grandparents.

The girl, like her mother, loved Pokémon very much. As soon as she arrived at the farm, she began exploring Naoki's house.

Naoki looked at Pawmi and its good friend Slugma, hinting with his eyes: The thing you've been looking forward to the most is finally happening!

This is the real-life version of 'Slugma's Cozy Home'!

Pawmi and Slugma were very happy and spent a happy summer with the girl.

… …

The footsteps of time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was League Year 270.

In this year, Naoki was 92 years old, and Kotree was 87.

On a warm afternoon, Kotree passed away.

As if she had foreseen it, she called Naoki and the Pokémon to her bedside and told them her last wishes.

Naoki's tears fell uncontrollably: "Don't talk nonsense, nothing will happen to you!"

He brought Calyrex and Ho-Oh, trying to save Kotree.

But Kotree was too old; her physical age had reached the limit of human lifespan.

Watching Naoki's actions, Kotree gently reached out and touched his face, wiping away his tears, with a playful smile on her face like when she was young.

"You look so ugly when you cry!"

Naoki instantly burst into tears.

"Okay! Don't be sad!" Kotree held his hand: "Remember our previous agreement?"

Naoki nodded.

Kotree felt relieved, "Then I'll wait for you in the spirit world!"

After saying that, Kotree closed her eyes, a happy smile remaining on her face.

Naoki lay in front of the bed and cried for a long, long time. Even though he knew they would meet again, when he really encountered this kind of thing, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't control his emotions.

Kotree and Yuuki, who received the news from outside, rushed to the farm overnight.

Together, they prepared a funeral for their mother.

Seeing their father in sorrow, Kotree and Yuuki were very worried.

The siblings took leave and stayed at the farm with their father for a long, long time.

It wasn't until Naoki finally drove them both away that they gave up.

After sending the two children away, only Naoki and the Pokémon were left on the farm again.

Looking at the sunset, he turned and walked back to the house he had guarded for decades.

His children have all grown up! And they've met so many Pokémon. He has no regrets in this life!

The only thing Naoki regretted was the Miraidon that went to that ancient space-time.

Time passed unknowingly, and autumn of League Year 275 arrived.

Perhaps people feel something when their lives are coming to an end. When Naoki felt that he was much more energetic, he seemed to realize something.

This physical decline could not be stopped no matter how much Moomoo Milk he drank.

Naoki knew that, as a human, his life was coming to an end.

That day, he got up early and began preparing food for the Pokémon as he had done when he was young.

This Lucky Pudding is for Teddiursa, this steak is for Koraidon, this seabass is for Dragonite, these radish sugar cubes are for Glastrier and Spectrier, these grass dumplings are for Gogoat…

He made a lot of food, busy from morning until dusk, when the sun set.

Besides the Pokémon's, there were also Kotree's and Yuuki's.

Naoki filled the refrigerator with Mysterious Dishes and wrote the effects of each dish on a note.

Then, Naoki left two letters for Kotree and Yuuki.

The two children had always been Naoki's pride.

In the letter, Naoki told them that he loved them very, very much and asked the two children to send everyone to the World Tree if they didn't plan to run the farm!

It wasn't until the evening mist filled the air that Naoki stopped.

He leaned back in his recliner and began to say goodbye to the Pokémon.

Naoki looked at the Pokémon he had met in his life, touching this one, kissing that one, trying to stay with them as much as possible.

In a trance, Naoki seemed to remember the day he first came to the farm.

Everything in the past flashed by like a revolving lantern.

Kotree, Kotree…

Koraidon, Miraidon…

The people he loved and the people who loved him.

Finally, Naoki looked at Koraidon in front of him.

Koraidon put its big head on him, its eyes full of tears.

"I'll leave the rest to you, old friend," Naoki said softly.

"Agaaass!"

At that moment, he seemed to see Miraidon again.

Naoki looked at Koraidon in front of him, his heart filled with guilt.

He couldn't imagine how much time and effort Miraidon had spent looking for him before.

If there was a chance, he would look for it this time!

Naoki closed his eyes, his hand falling weakly.

At that moment, his emotions resonated strongly with the power of the Terapagos.

Dozens of Terapagos let out a cry in unison, and a beam of light surged from their bodies, enveloping Naoki's body.

After a moment, the light disappeared.

Naoki slept quietly.

No matter how the Pokémon called, he didn't open his eyes again.

"Agaaass?"

Is Naoki's soul still here?

They waited for a long, long time, but couldn't find Naoki's trace.

At that moment, they suddenly realized that Naoki was perhaps really gone…

Kotree and Yuuki rushed to the farm after receiving the news.

The siblings sadly held a funeral for their father.

Koraidon and the others stared blankly at the funeral, watching the other humans pray for their trainer.

The coffin was buried underground, a tombstone was erected on the ground, and flowers were planted on the grave.

The funeral ended, and the guests left one after another.

Kotree returned to the farm, to the house where she spent her childhood.

There, she saw the food Naoki had prepared for her and the Pokémon in the refrigerator, and the notes attached to the food. Tears flowed down instantly.

A boy of about three years old next to her, with a very innocent appearance, asked in confusion: "Grandma, why are you crying?"

Kotree replied crying: "Grandma no longer has a father…"

*

Koraidon, Pawmi, Dragonite and other Pokémon still stayed to guard the tomb.

After sorting out everything of her father, Kotree returned here again.

Seeing this scene, Kotree felt a little unbearable.

She stepped forward and called softly: "Koraidon, Dragonite, Pawmi… We're going home, Dad is no longer here."

"Agaaass…"

Koraidon shook its big head vigorously. It firmly believed that Naoki would come back, Naoki would definitely return to its side!

Because this was the promise between them!

With this belief, Koraidon guarded the farm, watching the sun rise and fall, day and night.

In the end, Kotree really had no choice but to send the other Pokémon to the World Tree, and asked Giratina to close the entrance.

Giratina stared at her and asked: "Why?"

Kotree replied: "If Father were here, he definitely wouldn't want anyone to disturb the lives of those Pokémon, right?"

Hearing this, Giratina did as she asked.

The passage from the farm to the World Tree was closed, leaving only Koraidon behind.

Kotree and Yuuki would occasionally come back to visit Koraidon and bring it some food.

Time passed slowly. I don't know how long it has been. The deserted farm was deserted again, and no one came to the farm anymore.

The four seasons changed, the snow melted, and everything recovered.

The spring without you is coming.