Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

He glanced at the opposing evil figure and the girl, and was suddenly startled. Then he looked at the shattered valley around him and was immediately filled with regret, unable to extricate himself.

What stupid things have I done?

Feeling guilty, yet, at that moment, a slight weight began to rise from my shoulders.

"Don't blame yourself, Balza. Everyone has negative emotions, and everyone makes mistakes and feels disappointed. Hoopa is no exception. It's just that everyone has always encouraged me and trusted me. Hoopa must be deeply loved and accepted, right?"

Leaping onto the youth's right shoulder, the pinkish-gray beast clasped its hands together, asking timidly with a yearning look in its eyes.

Those were eyes filled with pleading.

His face froze for a moment, then his body moved spontaneously, and Balzac raised the corners of his mouth.

“Of course, little Hoopa, you’ve always been ours…”

"family."

At this moment, both Xie Ying and the little beast had tears welling up in their eyes.

“Let’s go back, back to the Valley of Creation, back to that wilderness, from beginning to end.”

Taking a step forward towards the hundred-foot-tall demon god, this time, the youth was no longer seduced by desire and resolutely extended his hand.

[You... are still the same as before.]

The form disintegrated with the wind, turning into countless falling stars, but one sentence lingered for a long time.

[Equally foolish.]

As the darkness faded, Little Huba's body swelled, and the myth began to unfold once more.

Everyone looked up, their expressions tightening involuntarily.

There was no sign of evil or superstition. Hoopa opened his arms wide and grinned, "Hoopa, I'm back!"

Seeing the surroundings fall silent again, a satisfied look of triumph appeared on everyone's faces.

"Hehe, were you scared by Hoopa?"

"I was indeed frightened, but it's the best outcome that Hoopa was able to regain his power safely."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mayali rushed into Balzac's arms.

"It's all my brother's fault for always wanting to take responsibility for everything, which has led to so many bad things happening."

It was a mixture of anger and annoyance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it won't happen again next time."

Without arguing, the young man silently accepted the girl's punches and tried his best to express his apology.

The tense atmosphere dissipated, and after a brief greeting, everyone turned their attention to the gods standing atop the sky.

"Hupa, see them off."

He nodded vigorously, and at the same time, several beams of light connected with time and space, linking them to the other side.

The three gods of the otherworld regained their senses and solemnly gazed at the colossal object from beyond until its body completely disappeared.

The god of the primordial ocean and ocean currents also disappeared into the clouds, leaving only his long and lonely cries.

As for the primordial land, Hoopa thoughtfully opened a door on the surface as well, to help the other side.

As the dark clouds dispersed, a fleeting glimpse of a sparrow swept across the clear blue sky, followed by a figure of pristine grace descending.

With gentle eyes and surrounded by a halo, He roams the high heavens, and cannot be looked at directly.

"That's from the Sinnoh legend—"

"The God of Creation".

Muttering to themselves in a daze, everyone present was deeply astonished and unable to conceal their emotions.

However, the god neither expressed anger nor praised Him. He merely raised a slight smile of satisfaction and gently touched the sea of ​​clouds with His pale golden forehooves.

[A good beginning and a good ending—this is excellent.]

With just these words, the ripples from his feet spread throughout the world, instantly dispelling the rain and quelling the drought, allowing the sun to shine through the clouds and the sky to clear.

Insignificance and grandeur coexist; the trainers who save the world from disaster gaze silently at the gods, maintaining a tacit understanding.

This scene is deeply etched in everyone's hearts and will never be forgotten.

The sea shimmered with golden light, and the gods stood bathed in the morning glow.

They looked up at Arceus, and then with reverence at Joy, Officer Jenny, Green, and the silver-haired girl.

This respect is not based on status.

Out of a sense of responsibility and commitment.

It also stems from the fearlessness of ordinary people and Pokémon in the face of adversity, working together to overcome difficulties.

......

The sun shines brightly, and laughter is ever-present.

A small table is set up under the shade of a tree somewhere, with a tablecloth laid out.

Various desserts and white porcelain teaware are displayed on the table, exuding a rich and mellow aroma.

The crisis in Desert City has been officially resolved. Perhaps because it was too short and the impact was not widespread, it is little known except to the local residents. However, whether they were those who experienced it firsthand or members of the alliance, they all remember that beautiful figure and the contributions made by that girl.

The challenge letter that Green had issued before parting seemed to still echo in my ears, as well as the deep gratitude of Balzac and Mayali.

"The battle of the eight masters, I will be waiting for you on that stage, Nanyin."

His posture is still vivid in my mind.

Her thoughts drifted away, but the girl's slender fingers still unintentionally tossed her hair, revealing a languid beauty.

"Hoopa, you're here for a visit!"

Instead of pushing open the door as he had said, a halo appeared, and a small, purplish-gray figure emerged.

"Little one, what's wrong? Are Balza and Mayali being harsh with you again?"

The duckweed in the courtyard was lush and verdant. After what happened that day, they had returned to their little home in Miare City.

"No, although they've been very kind to me, lately they've been saying they want to teach me human knowledge and etiquette, and all those convoluted explanations are driving Hoopa crazy!"

Little Huba patted her cheeks, as if trying to dump the dregs in her mind.

"Pfft, etiquette isn't important, but the principles and virtues behind it will make you more sensible, and better understand good and evil and how to make choices."

Sylveon pricked up its ears, listening to their conversation with a half-hearted air.

Tianxi lifted her skirt and sat down next to Nanyin with Korni. They were always accompanied by this peaceful and serene atmosphere. Maggieana would also tidy up the clothes and groom the fur of the naughty children.

Mythical Pokémon, synonymous with 'rarity' and 'mystery,' have gathered here, and none of them are exactly the same.

"I understand all the big principles. How could Hoopa, who is so smart, not learn them? I'm just so bored, so I thought I'd come and play with Nanyin and Ke'erni. Speaking of which, Hoopa isn't a little guy at all!"

Baring its teeth and strutting about, the little beast vehemently denied the girl's affectionate nickname.

"Alright, I understand, Hoopa. Now, Almighty Light Wheel Demon, can you do me a favor?"

Although she couldn't help but laugh, Nan Yin still suppressed her laughter and finished speaking in a serious manner.

"Hmph, leave it to me, Little Huba!"

For Nanyin, who is used to spending time with her own pet, coaxing children is a piece of cake.

"Could you bring a friend back for me?"

"Hmm, friend?"

"Yes, it drifts alone in the Milky Way, only waking up once every thousand years, and always thinking of fulfilling the wishes of others and dedicating itself."

Yes, ever since that day on the snowy plains, Nan Yin has often missed the pure and kind-hearted Wishing Star, and has also considered how to change its unchanging loneliness.

Today, she has indeed found a solution.

The girl straightened up and went inside, returning with a thick, ancient book in her hands. The pages rustled under her fingers, finally settling on a small figure encased in a star-like cocoon.

"This is the child. Its name is Jirachi. It sleeps outside the Milky Way and has the power to listen to hearts and grant wishes. But each time it wakes up, it can only shine for seven days before it has to sleep again in almost eternal solitude."

"A thousand years? You can only play for seven days!"

Hupa's voice rose, filled with incredulous astonishment.

It floated to the top of the page, its face first showing surprise, then filled with deep sympathy.

"That's so pitiful! A hundred times more pitiful than Balzac forcing Hoopa to learn etiquette!" Suddenly puffing out his small chest, the pure halo around his waist began to hum and spin, emitting spatial fluctuations. "No, this doesn't count as helping. Hoopa is happy to do good deeds! Watch me scoop it up... no, I mean invite it over!"

And following the waveguide's guidance, the golden halo shone brightly, building a bridge between two distant star systems.

The courtyard fell silent. Korne approached the halo, gazing with concern at the deep, swirling starlight within. Diancie clasped her hands together, her pink eyes filled with anticipation. Magiana watched quietly, her soul heart throbbing slightly, as if offering blessings for her soon-to-be new companion.

After passing through countless meteorites and ring-shaped nebulae, in a secluded corner, they finally spotted a tiny star.

Using the power of space, he focused and carefully parted the rubble, gently lifting the dormant crystal. The next moment, the cocoon containing the Star Child was drawn by the light wheel, crossing endless horizons, and appeared in the warm afternoon sunlight of Miare, suspended in the center of the small courtyard.

"Well, you did it!" The purplish-gray little beast proudly stood up, hands on hips, and twirled around. "Hoopa's amazing, isn't he! He brought out his 'new friend' right away!"

Perhaps sensing the change in the environment, or perhaps the disturbance brought about by the power of space, or even the silent call of the girl's waveguide, the translucent crystalline surface suddenly emitted a slight cracking sound.

Like blooming flowers, layer upon layer, piece by piece, fragments peeled away and dissipated. They did not fall, but in the instant they separated from the main body, they turned into countless tiny stardust, drifting lightly in the warm breeze.

As the outer shell dissipated, the tiny figure inside was finally fully revealed. It hovered in mid-air, its body pure white, like the first snow, with golden star-like spots adorning its ends. Three tiny, golden bandage-like tear tracks slid down from the corners of its eyes.

At this moment, those crescent-shaped eyes, which had been tightly closed, were now slightly twitching.

As if it had been asleep for far too long, Jirachi seemed somewhat lost, its azure ribbons fluttering unconsciously, and its two crescent moons slowly and laboriously lifting a sliver of light.

Her pure eyes, filled with the innocence of newborns and curiosity about the world, swept over the swaying green leaves above the courtyard and the sunlight, before hesitatingly landing on Nan Yin, who was closest to her.

Their eyes met, and the little body of the praying star trembled almost imperceptibly. The initial bewilderment of awakening dissipated like a thin mist, replaced by a joy as if a wish had finally been fulfilled after traversing a long period of time.

It needs no words, no confirmation. That waveguide it felt during its brief awakening in the Carlos snowfield, that gentleness that made it willing to pour its power into fulfilling its wish, is now so real, so warmly enveloping it.

"Nan, Yin?" A very faint, childlike, and somewhat uncertain call escaped from its thin lips.

Nan Yin did not respond, but instead gave the little Star Child a smile even more tender than a gentle breeze.

She slowly raised her hand, palm up, and waited quietly.

The confusion in Jirachi's eyes completely disappeared. Its small body moved. It was no longer floating, but like a shooting star that had finally found its way home, it swooped down toward Nanyin's outstretched palm with unwavering lightness and joy.

There was no impact whatsoever, only an incredibly gentle, cool touch as it landed in my palm.

"Welcome home, Jirachi."

These are just a few words from a young girl, expressing her tender feelings.

"It really worked! The child can finally stay with everyone."

It is the joy that lovers naturally show.

"Hmph, isn't it me, Huba, who's the best! I brought it back just like that. How about it? Isn't it super warm here in Nanyin? Much better than sleeping alone in the cold Milky Way!"

Little Huba's smugness was undisguised.

Kirachi raised its head from between Nanin's fingers, curiously examining this 'kind' floating in the air who spoke loudly, and then let out a soft, nasal sound of approval.

"Um......"

In the small courtyard, the sunlight was just right, and the aroma of tea lingered. The silver-haired girl held the Wishing Star of Seven Nights in her palm, with Sylveon, its ribbons fluttering, nestled at her feet, and her blonde lover's bright smile beside her.

The elegant Diamond Princess, the quiet mechanical dolls, and the triumphant light-wheeled demon floating in the air... This small courtyard seems to have gathered the most incredible fate and warmth in the world.

"Nanyin, have you thought about the wish you didn't say that day?"

Even though it was still sleepy and its speech was unclear, the little guy still stubbornly looked at the girl it had never been able to help but who always thought of it.

Yes, my wish is very simple—

"I want you to stay here, to stay in this field, to stay with everyone, to stay in this lingering joy."

Their foreheads touched, and all they could see were delicate and pretty features, and all they could hear was soft and genuine breathing.

Staring blankly at Nanyin, she prayed that her starry eyes would shine brightly, just like back then, but she could no longer speak.

For thousands of years, it has been humans making wishes upon it.

Jirachi feels genuinely happy whenever he can help others fulfill their wishes and see their joyful faces, but no one... is ever willing to listen to Jirachi's prayers.

No one has ever placed their wish on it, wishing to stay...