Ditto doesn't move

When a girl confesses her feelings, you can't just stand by and cheer her on; you can't confess for her, can you?

The problem is, if you cheer for one person, what about the other two?

If you cheer for all three people, wouldn't that just encourage unhealthy practices?

Who told you to provoke so many girls?!

"Hmph, I won't help him if he hasn't made up his mind himself." As they walked towards the Friendship Store, Mao muttered, "At most, I'll drag Lillie and the others along to be his wooden-headed love advisors when he finally decides which girl he wants to choose."

Sweet Wuni nodded in agreement, thinking to herself that this was more like the usual Mao.

Although it still seems a bit like he's being stubborn.

Mao: ? ? ?

Speaking of which, the weather is really nice today.

Unless it's raining, Alora is usually sunny but not unbearably hot, with a refreshing sea breeze.

There is only one problem that will trouble women who care.

— Excessive exposure to the comfort of sunlight can cause a person's skin to unconsciously turn into a color similar to wheat.

The sun was shining just right today, the sea breeze was gentle, and everyone walking towards us had a cheerful expression. Occasionally, a petal would be blown down and they would exclaim with surprise.

Everyone is very happy.

If I were one of those girls, I would definitely choose such a beautiful day like today to confess to the person I like.

Seemingly influenced by the atmosphere, a subtle thought arose in the young cook's heart.

So, following the little thought that rose in my heart, I kicked a pebble away and watched it roll forward with a clatter, eventually crashing into the advertising sign outside the Friendship Store and making a thud.

The kind and energetic little cook, who had always been a good child, looked around in alarm for a moment.

Only when he was sure no one had noticed that he was the one who did it did he whistle and push open the store door, pretending to have successfully pulled off a prank and that he wasn't very good at lying.

The genius game producer, known for his unconventional style, sat at a small table near the shop window, which was reserved for customers to rest.

Unfortunately, he was not alone.

A figure often seen only on television sat beside him, and the two chatted over tea.

Mao stopped in her tracks.

How could she not recognize the famous Professor Oak? She could tell just by looking at his face, which was almost identical to the principal's.

Moreover, the TV channel broadcasts Professor Oak's science programs and Pokémon senryu every day, and many programs also replay his previously recorded explanations, analyses, and science lectures.

Therefore, it's perfectly normal for school to be closed today.

Any school or research institution that suddenly receives news of Professor Oak's visit would probably receive him with the highest level of hospitality.

But it was precisely because of this that a subtle sense of foreboding arose in Mao's heart, and it was immediately confirmed after Mr. Xia Ming found her and greeted her:

"Is that Mao? I tried calling your school and your family before, but I couldn't reach you."

"Today's schedule may have to be postponed. Professor Oak is very interested in the Pokémon data built into the game Team Sky."

"I hope we can have a discussion, and also exchange some current information about the Pokédex."

The little girl forced a smile:

"Oh, is that so?"

"Mr. Xia Ming, you must keep up the good work and try to make a second fun and interesting game as soon as possible!"

The producer stood up a little embarrassed and said:

"Yes, yes, we're working on it. We were worried you'd be waiting here, so Professor Oak and I came to let you know. We're so sorry."

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright. The restaurant at home is quite busy today, I need to go back and help out first."

"You guys chat first, I'll head back now."

As usual, she waved her hand nonchalantly, indicating that she was completely okay, and then turned and left the store.

　"Qiuqi Sanqi" casually hailed a car and sat back at the restaurant with Tianwu Ni.

The entire afternoon was spent entertaining guests and preparing ingredients for tomorrow's cooking, and I didn't care what was happening outside.

They stay open until nightfall and then close for the day.

I'm looking forward to going on an adventure together tomorrow.

Today was a perfect day.

……?

Volume Two: Grand Alliance Chapter 155 Cosmic Superman, Open Your Eyes

"Mao, Mao..."

"Wake up quickly..."

"I am Time..., someone who can use the power of time..."

"An unknown future is taking shape. It's terrifying... but it also holds possibilities... Please... help me."

"This is something only you can do right now..."

"Please make sure to have a perfect day and fulfill your wish."

"Bless you! Bless you! I hope you can live the life you want without any regrets, just as you wish."

pray!!!

It was as if another clear Pokémon voice echoed in his mind, causing the drowsy Mallow to sit up as if startled awake.

"Sweet? (Did you have a nightmare?)"

"I'm half asleep," Sweet Wuni asked, curled up in her little bed.

The little cook, Mao, who vaguely remembered some fragments of words from her dream, did not answer, but instead looked at the alarm clock on the table that had already started ringing.

Is it a dream?

It was nearly mid-autumn, and the night still enveloped the world outside, peaceful and serene.

Mao was very familiar with such mornings, because the Aina Restaurant also served breakfast, so weekends, when everyone was resting, were actually the busiest time for the restaurant.

"Time to get up, Sweetie, it's time to prepare breakfast for everyone."

"It's the weekend today. I'll get everything ready and then take a nap."

Mao, who was surprisingly alert after a good rest, gently nudged the still drowsy Tianwuni after pressing the alarm clock to stop.

"sweet?"

The Pokémon, which sounded like a young girl, made a questioning sound that was hard to understand, but still wanted to help Mallow, so it crawled out of bed.

After a quick wash, Slimie, who possesses the characteristics of a plant-based Pokémon, woke up after being exposed to warm water and naturally emitted a sweet fragrance due to her pleasant mood.

Usually, the aroma emanating from such a restaurant means that Aina Restaurant has begun preparing food, and customers will soon gather together.

But this also woke up another patron of the restaurant.

The head chef of the restaurant, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning, came out of his room and looked at his daughter working diligently in the kitchen, a question mark popping into his head.

"Mao, didn't we agree that you wouldn't have to worry about breakfast when we go to school?"

"Don't you have school today?"

The busy cook paused, turned around, and asked:

"But isn't today Saturday?"

"Silly child, are you still half asleep? It's Friday today, tomorrow is the weekend." The middle-aged man said, then seemed a little embarrassed: "It seems you've been exhausted because there have been too many trainers and customers lately."

"Go take a break, then get ready for school. Oh, and use your allowance to have some fun with your classmates."

[Mao received 3 yuan in pocket money from her father.]

Mao: ? ? ?

It wasn't until Slimie tugged at the stunned trainer that the latter seemed to realize something and screamed.

ah!!!!!

…………

"How could it be me? Why me?"

In the Pokémon school classroom, another person is now focused on what has happened to them.

The young cook, who kept muttering to herself, was still somewhat incredulous because of the first wonderful experience she had ever had.

To test her theory, she surprisingly didn't share her experience with her friends, but instead stared intently at the classroom door, waiting to see what would happen next.

"Alola."

Dr. Kukui, who had just entered, was already standing on the podium and began to greet everyone in a weak voice:

"I'll be doing today's Pokémon tutorial as usual."

coming! coming!

Next is...

Mamane talks back, and then it's Ash who's late!

Everything unfolded exactly as it had just happened yesterday, a clear replay, until the principal announced a temporary holiday over the loudspeaker, and the students cheered and began packing their bags.

The young cook, Mao, was already certain that something extraordinary had happened to her.

—The time she was in had returned to Friday, the day school was out and the day she had made a promise to go on an adventure with Mr. Xia Ming.

The world of Pokémon is amazing, isn't it?

But what to do?

Normally, when faced with such a situation, an ordinary child would immediately seek help from an adult, only to be laughed at as if they were dreaming.

It's normal to be mocked for dreaming. There aren't many web novels in the Pokémon world. Right now, the most talked-about thing is the game storyline that Xia Ming just created.

The concept of a Pokémon world without humans, or humans transforming into Pokémon, is a novel idea that most people have never seen before.

Yes, Mr. Xia Ming.

If it were him, he would definitely understand what happened to him and offer a lot of help.

After all, that person always gave people a very reliable and kind feeling, as if nothing could stump him.

But, do we really have to go?

If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Xia Ming should be at school right now, because the school holiday was when Professor Oak suddenly left Kanto to visit.

Even the things they agreed to do have been postponed; they must have something very important to discuss.

(Mao's rebellion value is insufficient)

So, is there someone who is also good at strange and unusual things, but who is not as busy participating in competitions as Lillie and the others?

Eh?

Mamane!!

"Sweet? (Mao?)"

Completely unaware of what the trainer was thinking, Sweetie was even more confused. She quickly followed the little cook rushing out of the classroom, asking as she ran:

"Sweetie? (What happened, Mao?)"

"Sweet! (You've been acting strange since this morning. Don't forget we're going on an adventure with Mr. Xia Ming later.)"

"I know! But Mr. Xia Ming probably can't make it today. Figuring out the situation is more important... Hey, Mamane, wait for me!!!"

The unexpected encounter spurred Mao to action. Although it took her some extra time to accept reality, she eventually intercepted Mamane on the mountain road outside the school.

The chubby tech-savvy boy, who never stopped fiddling with his laptop while walking, was startled, and his good friend Togodemar quickly turned around as well:

"Who? Who's calling me?"

"Mao?"

"Is there something you need? Is Aina Restaurant launching a new menu and inviting us to try it?"