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The World of Hardcore Pokémon can also be Very Warm

If you came to the real Pokémon world and there was no system, would you feel that you couldn't survive? Okay, just kidding. If you come to the world of Pokémon, do you want to be: a person like Ash ketchum who aims to be a Pokémon master, a person like goh who aims to collect all the illustrated books, or a... what? | have no idea. But l welcome you to talk to me. As for me coming to such a world, what Would l do? The answers are all in this book. How about you come with me and enjoy the Pokémon world in my mind? ps: It's a bit slow, but the plot design will be as rigorous and This novel is not mine, and I just want to help translate it. raws: https://fanqienovel.com/page/7081635279655668773 author: 眼泪拌饭 (Tears Bibimbap) patreon: patreon.com/Leviathan97163 patreon read latest chapters

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chapter 15. the tomioka home

More than half an hour later.

"Huh..." Cyan took a deep breath: "I didn't expect Mr. Tomioka's home to be so far away. It's really hard to find. Don't you think so, Butterfree?"

"Hey..." Butterfree nodded.

At first, Cyan thought it would only take half an hour to get there, but when he got off the bus, he discovered that Tomioka's home was still about five miles away from the station. This is not the key point. The key point is that his home is built in a mountain forest, which is very troublesome to find.

"We're finally here." Cyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked quickly towards the two-story wooden building in front of him.

"Dong dong dong."

"Mr. Tomioka, are you at home? I am cyan oak who has contacted you before."

There was a slow sound of footsteps behind the door: "Wait a minute, I'll be down soon."

After waiting for a while, the door finally opened.

"Hello, Trainer oak, come in and sit down."

On the phone before, Cyan could tell that Mr. Tomioka was an older man, but when he actually saw him, Cyan was still a little surprised because the old man looked haggard and was in low spirits. , with his back hunched and his steps weak, he looked like he was about to die.

Cyan stepped forward quickly and held Tomioka's arm: "Grandpa Tomioka, let me help you."

Tomioka looked at Cyan's hand holding it, and then at the gentle expression on Cyan's face. He seemed to have recalled something for a moment, smiled and said nothing, and just let Cyan hold him up, slowly Walk towards the living room.

"Grandpa Tomioka, please slow down."

Cyan carefully helped Tomioka sit on the sofa.

"Omu..."

Cyan waved his hand: "Grandpa Tomioka, you should stick to me, Cyan."

"That's fine," Tomioka said slowly with a muddy voice: "Cyan, to be honest, I'm very happy that you can accept Grandpa's commission. After all, Grandpa really can't get much in reward."

Cyan shook his head: "It's not that difficult. Why do you need so much reward? How much you do, how much you get, this is the attitude towards every commission."

"Haha, I didn't expect that a kid like you would be so knowledgeable at such a young age," Tomioka said with a smile, "It's so rare."

"You're flattered." Cyan scratched his head: "Let's get back to business."

"Okay, grandpa, let me explain it to you in detail. It's like this..."

About twenty minutes later, Cyan almost understood the details of this commission.

The general content is that Tomioka can always hear strange noises coming from outside at night, but whenever he goes out to look for them, he can't find anything.

At first, he thought there might be some ghost-type Pokémon playing tricks on him, so he wanted to find a trainer to drive the Pokémon away.

This was the mission he entrusted at the beginning, but after the trainer arrived and stayed for a long time, he didn't find any ghost Pokémon around him.

Tomioka didn't care at first, thinking that the Pokémon might have left, so he paid someone to leave.

Unexpectedly, Tomioka heard the sound again the next night. In desperation, he could only send another request, but five trainers came one after another, and no one found any trace of the Pokémon.

Gradually, this matter spread among trainers, saying that Tomioka was just teasing people, and the pay was not high, so no one took his commission anymore.

When Cyan took over the task.

After listening, Cyan pondered for a while. This task is easy to say, but difficult to say. After all, many people have been here before, but they still haven't solved the problem.

"Cyan, you didn't think about it after listening to what grandpa said, right?" Tomioka opened his cloudy eyes and asked you in a low voice.

Cyan looked at Tomioka's expression at this time, and he felt a little distressed in his heart.

"Grandpa Tomioka, I want to ask, where is your child? Why don't you ask your child to come over and resolve this matter?"

"Child?" Tomioka slowly shook his head: "My child is gone..."

"How could this happen?" Cyan opened his eyes wide.

Tomioka's eyes were full of memories and sadness: "I remember it was a bright morning. That day isamu told me that he was going to explore a ruins, and he would tell me about his ruins when he came back." Let me wait patiently for him to experience the adventure."

"So, I waited, waited, and waited..."

"But in the end, when I waited, there was a notice telling isamu to go! This was written to me by one of his companions after confirming that isamu was killed. He also said that it was because of the collapse of the ruins. Because, no one knows what happened down there, no one came back, and even Isamu's body..."

As he spoke, Tomioka couldn't stop his tears from flowing out.

Cyan stepped forward and gently stroked Tomioka's thin back.

"Sorry, Grandpa Tomioka, I didn't know..."

Tomioka wiped his tears and calmed down for a while: "It's okay. After so many years, I have already thought about it."

Looking at Tomioka's lonely figure, Cyan felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but say: "How about this? I'll stay with you for a while every day from now on. Grandpa Tomioka, do you think that's okay?"

Tomioka was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around, and he saw Cyan's sincere and warm smiling face. Once again, his eyes were wet again, but this time, they were no longer tears of sadness, but tears of joy.

"Good boy, grandpa is really happy that you can come and visit me."

"only..."

Cyan knew what Tomioka was going to say, but he really couldn't bear the thought of such a lonely old man leaving alone in the last period of time in this world.

"Grandpa Tomioka, don't worry, I go to school at the nearby Forest Ranger College, not far from here, so even if I come here every day, it won't be a delay."

"That's good, that's good, Cyan, you are such a kind and good boy!" Tomioka patted Cyan's hand, his face full of happiness.

"Okay, grandpa, I think it's getting dark soon. I'd better go take a look around and help you solve the problem first. What do you think?"

No matter what, Cyan came here to do a task, so he still wanted to complete the task first.

"Okay," Tomioka smiled: "Well, Cyan, be careful. If you find that Pokémon, just try to drive it away."

"Okay, grandpa, don't worry."

Cyan walked around Tomioka's house several times, and also asked Butterfree to explore many places with ultrasound. But let alone ghost-type Pokémon, he didn't even see a living creature.

"Forget it, let's wait and see. Grandpa Tomioka just said that most of the time there is no movement until midnight. Maybe only then can we find any traces."

He said loudly to Butterfree, who was still looking for him in the sky: "Butterfree, come down and have something to eat. We are still busy in the evening."