Killing Relatives For the Sake of Justice

The moment the gray-clothed man said this, everyone around him was shocked. They looked at the gray-clothed man in unison.

It had to be said that loyalty and modesty were always the same precious thing for people who spent years in the wilderness. The so-called preciousness was naturally because most people didn't have this thing.

But logically speaking, this gray-clothed man in front of him shouldn't be so feckless...

Shouldn't the person who could be responsible for this kind of thing be the beloved of the black man behind the scenes?

"Don't look at me like that, it's not like I'm going to kill you guys. No way, it's not like Mono's favor and concern for you guys makes you think he's a good guy, right?"

The man in gray looked at these juniors with the eyes of a fool. It was quite a feeling of a jackal revealing its true colors.

The little brothers were dumbfounded one by one...

What the hell is this! Everyone was still shocked by the news, after all, Mono's usual behavior was really a very charismatic man.

He would betray one of his own...

Rope looked at the gray-clothed man in front of him and asked with interest, "You guys seem to know that Mono pretty well."

"I knew him back when we were begging for a living together in the wilderness." The gray-clothed man replied honestly, "He's also the son of a small, fallen family. It's a pity that his dad lost the family fortune. Then he had to come out on his own to earn money."

"I was in a squad with him back then. Later on, when he got into this business, I followed him." A look of remembrance appeared in his eyes, but there was no use of nostalgia, "It's also because of the fact that I've spent so much time with him that I also know what he's like."

"His feelings are very thin. After giving to his wife and son there is nothing left. But as a generous person, following him really doesn't worry about getting no money."

The man in gray spoke realistically.

"How could you also die in this operation?"

Rope suddenly asked coldly.

"I don't know. He told me the plan just the same, but I don't know if it was his real plan or not. I did what he said, and my ticket was no ambush, but in reality, who knows?"

The man in gray shrugged, clearly not impressed with his results.

He knew Mr. Mono too well. Ever since Mr. Mono's wife had died, there was only a little bit of the tender spot left inside him. The man in gray didn't think there would be any of himself in that little bit.

Even if they had been friends for over ten years.

He's not young anymore, and he's not holding unrealistic fantasies about things. This might also be called maturity and growth.

"And what is his purpose?"

Rope's tone remained cold and hard. Honestly, he didn't think these people in front of him deserved pity. If they were to be pitied, then who was there to pity the Pokémon who had been sent to who knows where?

So his pity would not be given to those who deserved it.

"Let's clear his son's name. Although, Little Mono hasn't gotten into any dirty business, but if we let Little Mono report them it should be possible to brush Little Mono off in front of the League."

The man in gray looked up at Rope, "You guys gonna clean up that little guy?"

Rope was silent for a moment, "As much as I don't want this Mr. Mono guy to succeed in my personal feelings. But legally I can't really do anything about Little Mono..."

"That's good, as much as the kid hates us guys, he's a good kid."

The man in gray looked relieved.

"He hates you guys and you still want me to leave him alone?"

Rope was slightly puzzled. Actually, he probably had some guesses.

"...It was because he didn't approve of what we were doing that we realized what we were doing was wrong." The man in gray paused, "He's the only light we in the shadows can see!"

"No matter how much it stings, no matter how much it is loathed, you want to touch the light, to be able to survive in it, right?"

A helpless, bitter smile appeared on the gray-clothed man's face, "It's a pity that when you get dirt on your hands, you can't wash it off anymore."

There was a smile on his face, but the tone of his voice was one of loss and despair...

Rope didn't say anything.

If you can't get past what's in your heart, it's useless for others to say anything. If you think you're the kind of person who can't forgive yourself, then don't do anything you'll regret.

But Rope didn't have the heart to ask any more questions for a while.

Tired, the basic logic of people's minds in this world weren't quite the same as Rope's...

"Rope, Pokémon Ranger's side is ready to go, and they've got all the outside staff under control as well. But Lance Champion's side says that League's side has been alerted. It's already sending people this way."

Whitley came from a short distance away and spoke to Rope in a somewhat puzzled manner.

Obviously not having heard the conversation they had just had Whitley had no idea who had taken this job of calling the police.

Rope nodded, "It's okay I get it, did you talk to Lance about my plan?"

Whitley nodded, "I told Champion Lance exactly what you had in mind. He said he would assist you. After all, Safari Zone is but too chaotic."

When he said the last, Whitley couldn't help but remember the embarrassment in Lance's tone that was hard to hide when he spoke to him at that time.

It was important to realize that something like Safari Zone poaching was by definition within Lance's responsibilities.

Obviously, for something this big to go unnoticed for such a long time, it wouldn't be too much for Lance to be scolded for malfeasance.

Rope shook his head, not bothering to say anything else. In the end this was a problem with Safari Zone's own structure.

Big business and League were formed together, and both sides gave enough freedom in order to gain the other's trust, basically giving Lance all the rest of the power to the other side, except for the things that each must manage.

As a result, it caused the lack of management...also let the guys in front of us, that is, the so-called Mono family, drilled a hole, of course, more hateful than the Mono family is naturally that the deceitful Adler...

"Rope basically asked out, Rock and I right on the right We can pretty much rule out the possibility of stringing together confessions in advance... Did you get anything out of your side?"

Gen and Rock dragged the people they each interrogated on their own, throwing them back into the pile while asking Rope.

Rope shook his head, a little embarrassed, "I didn't ask anything out... or... you guys ask again?"

"Then what were you doing just now." Rock asked suspiciously.

Rope: ...

Don't ask...how do I know what I was doing?

Suddenly, Rope reacted to the fact that he seemed to be in a vulnerable position in the conversation he had just had with the man in gray.

"...What's your name?" Rope looked at the man in gray and asked again.

The man in gray seemed to have sensed that Rope's tone was not quite right. He smiled sarcastically then said, "My name is Okakura."

"I'll remember you, not a lot of guts."

Rope shrugged and sort of admitted it, usually he was the one who fooled everyone else on the rare occasion that someone managed to fool himself, it seemed like a good experience.

No way...

I will definitely take revenge!

Rope fumed silently in his mind. Okakura shivered as a chill went straight up from the soles of his feet...

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"Lance, what's wrong?" Clair asked with a puzzled look on her face as she looked at her helpless looking cousin in front of her.

It was a rare day when Lance was free, so she took the time to come here and chat with Lance.

Otherwise, according to her understanding of Lance, without someone by his side within a few minutes this guy would have gone looking for a job on his own.

"That Rope guy found me work again..." Lance let out a bitter laugh then put his cell phone down and lifted the phone on his desk.

"That case I just got about Safari Zone, have Lorelei assist me with it as well."

Lance said to the person on the other end of the line.

"Okay, Elite Lance."

The other side hung up the phone.

"Is it serious?" Clair asked as she looked at Lance, a little worried. It was the first time she had seen her cousin volunteering to go on a mission with Lorelei.

"Seriously, hundreds of Pokémon are being stolen and sold from Safari Zone. One of the parties and Rope have both come to the door."

Lance smiled helplessly and bitterly, "As you know, Safari Zone's own home is Rope's proposal, and now that something has happened, the nature of the case should logically be under my management. So it's not surprising that he came to my door."

"Then why bring Lorelei along?" Clair herself didn't even notice a hint of jealousy in her tone.

Coincidentally...Woody Lance didn't notice it either...and for a moment actually wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Rope is going to introduce the Pokémon Ranger organization into the Safari Zone, something that involves external foreign dealings and administrative power over Lance, it's Lorelei's job."

As he said this, Lance became even more helpless.

"Rope's making his displeasure known to League." Clair was a very smart girl, too. Or girls with a certain amount of power who might be a little naive, but every single one of them is definitely not stupid...

"That's right, and the kicker is that the Rope of now isn't the Rope of then, either. Back then when he came up with this idea, he had to stand in Professor Oak's shadow and trust in Professor Oak."

"And every one of us back then didn't care about this teenager. It wasn't until later that he gradually appeared in our presence more and more often, and we all became friends."

"And now...he's become a pivotal person in the Kanto League, and in the League as a whole...and now every expression of his emotions is enough to get the League's attention."

"So...this time he reacted..."

Lance is silent for a moment, shaking his head, then not speaking.

"You feeling kinda guilty about Rope?" Clair asked with a smile.

"...A little." Lance was silent for a moment, then nodded in response.

"But he still told you about it in the first place didn't he?" Clair said with a smile.

Lance paused for a moment, dumbfounded.

"And ha!"

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"Father, run away, I've... called the police."

Little Mono looked at Mr. Mono in the shadows and said in a very complicated tone.

Mr. Mono looked at his son in the sunlight and scrutinized the face.

"You and your mom really look a lot alike." Mr. Mono opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.

For a moment, Little Mono didn't know what his father was trying to say.

"Your eyes look so much like hers, you're just as kind and gentle as she was, like sunshine." Mr. Mono raised his head like he was reminiscing about something.

"It was a really poor time, but she still tried to feed you and me as well as he could. Even offered to adopt Asari, and I agreed. I was very young when I met her, and at that time, and in times to come, she was my only light."

"But when she died, my light died. I walk in darkness and no longer have any semblance of expecting the light to come."

Mr. Mono looked at his son in front of him, "You were entrusted to me by her, so I will take care of you."

"You and Asari are the only things she left me."

With that said, Mr. Mono got up and stood in the sunlight.

Little Mono looked at his father in front of him and for a moment felt so unfamiliar with the man in front of him.

Mr. Mono bathed in the sunlight with a look of discomfort and difficulty on his face. But he still insisted on standing in the sunlight.

Little Mono was at a loss for words, wondering if he should push his father back into the shade.

"I'm still very uncomfortable with the sunlight yet...any light other than hers is too harsh and burning. Not suited for my survival."

Mr. Mono lowered his head and looked at his son, "You shouldn't feel guilty, what you did was just. If your mother were alive she would have made the same choice as you I believe."

"Father, you..."

Little Mono still senses something is wrong with his father...

"I am well aware that I am not normal anymore, son. The darkness of my heart has consumed me since the moment your mother died. But her afterglow is still there, shining on the last conscience."

Mr. Mono smiled, he smiled very kindly...

"You'll have a very pleasant life ahead of you son... you'll live it like your mother would have wanted you to, as an entrepreneur, or a cultivator, or a researcher. But don't become a trainer, it's too dangerous..."

"If you can't do it on your own, I want your child to be able to do it. I've already prepared enough money for you... you don't have to suffer the same pain as I did back then..."

Mr. Mono walked up to Little Mono, wanting to reach out and touch the boy's head...

Little Mono looked forward to this action, which since his mother's death had never hadn't been done since his mother's death.

But the remembered warm hand never fell...

He looked up at his father.

Mr. Mono shook his head and withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry, son. Hands that are already dirty are not worthy to touch the top of your head."

After saying that, Mr. Mono walked straight out of the room. The warm midday sunlight flooded in.

Little Mono didn't get a good look at his father's back. It was as if he had melted into the sunlight in that instant...

"Have a good life, Mono."

Mr. Mono said, and walked out.

Little Mono froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment. Ever since he came to this room today, everything was beyond his knowledge.

"Young...Master, the police are at the door..."

Asari's voice sounded behind him.

Little Mono turned around and a real face of Asari that he rarely saw appeared in front of him.

"The Ditto mask? Were you prepared for him as well?"

Little Mono asked.

"...I don't know, Mr. Mono he..."

Asari was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"Who was the one who proposed to adopt you again."

"It was you."

"...Was it? I thought I remembered wrong."

Little Mono said.

"Mother is beautiful!"

"The Lady is kind and beautiful."

"Yes... you were proposed for adoption by Mother."

"...Yes, Master."

Mono straightened his clothes, "Come on, let's go meet the policemen."