So charming, you want me to raise Pokémon?

Chapter 125 Meeting with Cynthia

Chapter 125 Meeting with Cynthia

Wei Xin arrived at a suburban restaurant, but nothing happened. A student went to a high-class restaurant and encountered a snobbish employee who mocked him. In the end, he pulled out his black card.

The manager took a closer look.

It's true!

You clueless shop assistant, hurry up and beg for mercy!

The cheesy plot featuring Wei Xin's crooked smile.

After checking the reservation number, Wei Xin easily entered the restaurant and sat in the private room he had reserved. (The last sentence, "It's called a private room," is a separate, unrelated statement and doesn't need a direct translation.)

It's actually a huge garden pavilion, surrounded by a large artificial natural garden with ponds, greenery, and artificial hills—everything you could want.

Pokémon events for guests.

In the distance, you can see other pavilions and guests, as well as the guests' Pokémon, such as the large Machamp that keeps using double elbow strikes on the artificial mountain.

Five or six lizards, dressed in flamboyant attire, along with various other Pokémon, gathered together.

The benches and tables inside the pavilion are made of nanmu wood. In the middle is a huge square space with cooking utensils such as iron plates, oil pans, and steamers. The private chef we booked has not yet arrived.

"You're free to roam, little ones." While Cynthia was still on her way, Wei Xin sat down in a chair and let the boys, big and small, out.

After looking around, Mimikyu spotted Machamp not far away and skipped over to it. Mimikyu followed to prevent Mimikyu from doing anything impolite.

The sea lion trotted towards the nearest artificial pond, plopped in, and soon lifted up a Magikarp that was about the same size as her.

Wei Xin sensed confusion from Magikarp's blank expression.

Who am I? Where am I? Who is the guy under me? What is he going to do? Is he going to eat me?

The panicked Magikarp used Splash to leap and jump into another pond.

This damn skill actually came in handy sometimes.

When Milton saw the Moto Lizard, it was as if it were seeing one of its own kind for the first time; it lunged at it with its tongue lolling out.

The resting lizard opened its eyes and saw a fully armed giant charging towards it. It was so frightened that its eyes almost popped out of its head, and it let out a sharp screech.

Don't come any closer!

They stood up and scattered.

Don't go! Aren't we all two eyes, four legs, two wheels, and one mouth? We're the same kind of people! Don't go!

Rejected by the swarm of motorcycle lizards, Millerton's expression froze. He turned around and returned to Wei Xin's side, looking utterly dejected.

He only regained his senses after Wei Xin took out a sandwich from the box and put it in his mouth.

Ralts didn't go out to play. Instead, it sat obediently next to Wei Xin, holding his hand, shaking its head, and gently swinging its two little white legs in front of the chair.

It's still most reassuring to be by your trainer's side.

Eevee leaped into Wei Xin's arms, turned around, and casually straightened Wei Xin's thighs. It then lay between his legs, rubbing its paws against Wei Xin's knees, with its furry tail resting on Wei Xin's chest. Wei Xin's other hand stroked from the back of Eevee's neck to the tip of its tail, and Eevee occasionally let out a soft purring sound.

Having a trained pet is the life that Eevee should be living.

Tan Xiaoshi glanced around and, not finding any of his kind, figured it was unlikely he would encounter them here. He could only wait for news. With a sigh, he climbed onto the bench, sat down next to Wei Xin, placed his hands on his knees, and sat upright.

A short while later, Rotom floated to Wei Xin's side: "My lord, Lady Cynthia has arrived and is asking for your location. How should we respond?"

Wei Xin thought for a moment: "Let's take a picture of Millerton and send it to her."

"receive!"

Then, a picture of a blue-purple lizard appeared on Cynthia's phone.

What kind of Pokémon is this?

With her long golden ponytail tied back and wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, Cynthia raised her sunglasses, staring at the unfamiliar Pokémon on her phone, her brows slightly furrowed.

The other person actually brought a Pokémon I've never seen before?

Could he be a reclusive master?

She became even more curious about the other person's identity.

After providing proof, Cynthia followed the staff into the restaurant courtyard and headed to the agreed location. From afar, she saw Milton lying on the ground, looking bored, digging at the grass with his paws.

It's alive, not a model!

Then, shifting my gaze slightly, I saw a figure wearing a beige trench coat, and beside him, Ralts with blue hair.

This Ralts... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

Then, remembering someone, he took out his phone, found the account of the world's number one Ralts player, and sent a message: "Wei Xin?"

Upon seeing the information on the Rotom screen, Wei Xin, almost as if possessed, turned his head and met a pair of slightly narrowed, cat-like black pupils.

Wow, it really is you!

Cynthia was slightly taken aback.

Ibrahimovic sensed something, turned around, and leaned on Wei Xin's shoulder, peeking out half of his head.

"Ms. Cynthia, it's a pleasure to meet you." Wei Xin put down Eevee, stood up, smiled, and extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you," Cynthia said, walking up to Wei Xin and extending her hand. "I never imagined that the legendary Ralts, the world's number one, the hero of Shanghai, Professor Li's top student, and classmate Wei Xin, would be the same person."

What did that woman just say? What did she mean by Ralts being the best in the world? Hearing Cynthia's words, Eevee glanced at its trainer, then turned to look at Rotom floating in the air.

With lightning speed, Eevee leaped up and pinned Rotom down, then began checking the trainer's chat history. Although it couldn't understand the text, Eevee immediately spotted the trainer's avatar: blue hair!

It's Ralts.

She turned her head and looked at Ralts sitting to the side in disbelief, her eyes filled with anger.

Why is it right for a trainer to use her photo as their profile picture and her nickname as Ralts?

"What about me? What about me?" Ibrahimovic angrily stomped on Rotom beneath him.

Ralts shrugged. "It was the trainer's own choice. She didn't do anything!"

"I've long admired the renowned Sinnoh champion, Sinnoh mythological biographer, and granddaughter of Dr. Mustard, Ms. Cynthia." Wei Xin gently squeezed Cynthia's four fingers, then released his grip. "It's getting late, let's eat and chat."

"Alright!" Cynthia said with a smile. For some reason, she felt that the boy in front of her could bring her more surprises.

"Garuda, Togekiss, Lucario, Glaceon, Rockruff, Milotic, come out and get some fresh air!" Since they had agreed during their chat that she could bring all her Pokémon, Cynthia threw out all the Poké Balls she was holding.

With its blood-red eyes and gaping maw, Garchomp exudes a murderous aura.

Lucario, arms crossed, gaze sharp and determined:

Standing on the ground, head held high and chest puffed out:

A cool and aloof Eevee with an icy expression;

Milotic, with her alluring figure and captivating eyes;

And the flower rock monster, huddled in its pot, too lazy to even show its head.

Six Pokémon stood behind Cynthia, instantly exuding the aura of a champion. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be trembling with fear.

Wow, this is the champion team! Wei Xin wasn't afraid at all; his eyes were glued to the screen, and he even wanted to reach out and touch them.

But he still patiently said, "Rotom, you can call the cook over now."

Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.