I'm not a Pokémon succubus.

In the end, the second generation Mewtwo that he used to deal with him chose to betray him and defected to him, who was originally the target of his killing.

I was also beaten into this state by Rayquaza...

"Hey."

Sakaki sighed.

After recalling the entire process of his actions against Aisha and the result, a ripple appeared in his emotionless eyes.

If this incident were considered a story, then Aisha would undoubtedly be the protagonist, and he himself was just a clown who couldn't even be called a villain...

Now, the clown has finally met the end he deserves.

The powerful Pokémon he carefully researched became someone else's wedding dress, the organization he supported was shattered, and he himself faced endless imprisonment.

Even his son didn't want to see him...

Yes, this is what makes Sakaki the saddest.

Watari is a man of his words. Since he promised to convey Sakaki's wishes to Gin, then this wish will definitely be conveyed.

However, after so many days, Yin still didn't come...

That means Yin really doesn't want to see his father.

"what......"

Sakaki laughed dryly and shook his head.

The dry laugh gradually turned into a bitter smile, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

His pride did not allow him to cry, but the bitterness in his heart was still reflected on his face.

A father is abandoned by his son...I'm afraid no one can tolerate such a thing.

Sakaki is no exception.

Not to mention his love for his son, which is truly evident to all.

I have worked hard for half my life just to find my son.

Planning, creating, and training Deoxys was also for the purpose of finding his son.

Now, the son has been found, but he refuses to acknowledge him as his father.

Sakaki didn't blame him.

Sakaki also understands Gin's distress.

Yin is a good boy, a very kind boy.

When he was young, Sakaki knew that his son was a child who could not be more gentle.

He loves Pokémon and his family.

When he was young, Yin gave away all his tenderness...

Then, this disaster happened.

Gin is nowhere to be found, and Sakaki is searching for him like crazy.

However, nothing was found.

In order to find Silver, Team Rocket grew stronger under Sakaki's leadership and became a large underground organization spanning two regions.

After going through untold hardships, Sakaki finally found his son.

Yin had grown up by then.

He matured, became indifferent, and turned into a powerful trainer.

He has companions around him, seniors worthy of respect, and juniors who can be protected.

Yin is no longer as gentle as he was when he was a child. He has a layer of indifference and coldness on his body.

However, as a father, Sakaki saw through it at a glance. It was just a shell for his self-protection...

Yin's heart is always so gentle.

He is still his son, that good boy.

Sakaki was delighted...

Time cannot change silver.

He is still that pure child.

Sakaki was worried about it...

Because time has changed him.

He is no longer that pure father.

It is true that the Rockets was the organization he founded to find his son.

However, the people in Team Rocket are not Sakaki's tools to find his son.

In addition to the truly vicious criminals, the Rockets are mostly composed of poor people who have no other options and have no choice but to become bad guys.

They admire Sakaki and follow Sakaki. Even if Sakaki's purpose is to find his son, they will still support him and follow him unconditionally.

Sakaki can't abandon them...

Even if he has found his son.

Silver's identity as the leader of Team Rocket has caused him to suffer a lot of criticism and harassment from investigators and Interpol.

However, Sakaki's identity as the leader of Team Rocket is also a responsibility he bears to the countless Team Rocket members who supported him in finding Gin.

He was caught in a dilemma...

In the end, Sakaki was imprisoned.

Yin didn't want to see him.

The Rockets couldn't see him either.

Sakaki lost these two things he cared about, and lost everything.

"This kind of ending is really suitable for someone like me..."

Looking at the pale ceiling, Sakaki gave a wry smile.

He felt sad about this, but he had no complaints.

If you do bad things, you will be punished - Sakaki understands this very well.

So, my punishment has arrived.

"Is this retribution...?"

Right?

Heroes are judged by their deeds, not their hearts, and the same goes for villains.

His original intention was to find his son, but the Rockets had been operating for so many years and had committed many crimes and done many evil things.

Sakaki will not sugarcoat his evil deeds.

He knew he was a bad man.

Therefore, the wicked should be punished.

"that......"

As Sakaki was torturing himself with a wry smile on his face, the voice of a young man, so familiar that it was engraved deep into his soul, reached his ears.

"..."

At that moment, Sakaki's eyes widened.

His brain was paralyzed for a moment, blank, and unable to think of anything.

Then, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he raised his head with movements as stiff as a rusty machine.

Sakaki saw that the door of his ward was pushed open at some point, and a young man in black clothes and red hair stood there with a shy look on his face.

"......silver?"

Sakaki broke the silence and tentatively called out the boy's name.

Gin looked at Sakaki with complicated eyes.

At this moment, Sakaki was in a very embarrassing situation.

The bandages wrapped all over his body were very new, and had obviously been changed several times. In the past, the face that was always full of confidence and pride was now full of distress and vicissitudes. It was obvious that he looked in a miserable state after experiencing a devastating defeat and countless mental tortures.

"Hey."

Yin sighed to himself.

His gaze shifted to Sakaki's head. A few strands of silver had appeared among his short black hair.

This man is old after all.

"Yin, you're here?"

On the hospital bed, Sakaki tried hard to force a smile towards Gin.

However, he was afraid that Yin would dislike him, so he immediately put away his smile.

His expression became quite funny because of this.

Yin tried hard to put on a smile and said, "Yes, I'm here..."

"Father."

......

Outside the ward, Aisha and Ajin stood in the corridor.

The two men stood facing each other, each leaning against a wall.

Yin entered the ward and the two of them waited outside.

Coach Ai had no interest in the father-son relationship, and Ajin, who was always gossipy, did not try to eavesdrop on the conversation in the ward this time.

The two were not familiar with each other, so the atmosphere outside the ward was much more awkward than inside.

"Lu......"

"The smell of disinfectant is really pungent..."

In Coach Ai's arms, Lalulas covered her nose with her hands and showed a slightly complaining expression.

For a baby who has just been born, the pungent smell everywhere in the hospital is still too irritating.

"That was inconsiderate of me, I'm sorry."

Aisha touched Lalulas's little head and apologized to it.

Then, Ralts crawled into Coach Ai's Poké Ball.

"Lu~"

"It's still more comfortable to stay in the Poké Ball~"

Hearing Lalulas's voice, Coach Ai smiled helplessly.

Having said that, the environment inside the Poké Ball is the type that Pokémon generally like, and only a very small number of Pokémon are unwilling to stay inside the Poké Ball.

For example, Ash's Pikachu and Meowth from Team Rocket.

"Coach Ai, your Ralts looks like it was hatched not long ago?" After standing by and watching the interaction between Coach Ai and Ralts, Ajin, who was embarrassed as a light bulb, found an opportunity to strike up a conversation and took the initiative to ask.

"um, yes."

Aisha smiled friendly at Ajin and said, "This child has been hatched for less than a month. I hatched it myself."

“It’s quite a sense of accomplishment, right?”

Ajin came up with a smile, looking very familiar.

He stood beside Aisha and said, "Hatching Pokémon from eggs with my own hands, watching them look so cute and petite when they just broke out of their shells... I don't know what others think, but if it were me, I would definitely be very happy!"

"You're right, I feel the same way."

Slender fingers caressed Ralts's Poké Ball, and Coach Ai's tone was filled with emotion as he said, "I take such great care of the Pokémon egg. No matter where I go when I'm out, I worry about whether it will be affected. Whenever there's something good, I always think of this egg first. And then... I keep caring for it until the day the new Pokémon hatches. It's such a fulfilling feeling."