Pokémon: Breeding Simulator [37]

Pewter City – Pokémon Center

Eevee lay curled up in Elias's arms, eyes half-closed in contentment, a satisfied look on her face.

Meanwhile, Elias gently stroked her fur, his expression complicated.

Not long ago, after Gengar's relentless explanations and Mew's own confession, he had finally uncovered the truth—his former Eevee was actually Mew all along.

To prove it, Mew had even pulled out a necklace and handed it to him.

When Elias reached out and sensed it, he had no choice but to admit that the psychic energy within the necklace did indeed belong to him.

This wasn't some elaborate prank cooked up by Gengar and Mew.

His long-lost Pokémon had returned to him. And not just any Pokémon—it was the mythical Mew.

Under normal circumstances, this revelation should have been cause for celebration.

But instead, Elias found himself facing an alarming conclusion—

The events from the simulations actually happened in reality!

"System, don't you dare play dead on me—get out here and explain!"

Elias shook his unresponsive system, demanding an answer.

[Host, please remain calm.]

Because I am absolutely not calm.

While feigning composure, the system was frantically flipping through the system manual.

Because truth be told, it had no idea what went wrong either.

The handbook had clearly stated—Events in the simulations will not affect reality.

But…

The system had never actually read past the "but."

The system manual was long-winded and full of unnecessary fluff. The most crucial information was usually in the first sentence, so to save time, the system had only ever read the first line of each section.

Finally, after some frantic searching, the system found the part it had overlooked.

—Events in the simulations will not affect reality, but to better motivate the host, if a simulation receives an [S-rank] rating, the host may choose to integrate it into reality.

Elias read the copied passage with a dark expression, feeling as though he had just been scammed by Slaking.

But then, his sharp eyes caught a particular phrase—"may choose."

"'May choose'—so where's the option menu?" Elias gritted his teeth, already suspecting the worst.

Sure enough, the system sent him a screenshot.

[Would you like to integrate the simulation into reality? If no response is given within seven days, the default selection will be "Yes."]

Elias: …

There was no need to ask—he already knew how this had played out.

After understanding the situation, Elias decided not to keep reprimanding his now-trembling system.

After all, even if he had been given a choice, he would have definitely chosen to integrate the simulation.

Because whether it was Gardevoir or Eevee, they were like family to him.

If he had known there was a way to bring them back, there was no way he would have chosen differently.

The only thing that gave him a headache was…

He had accidentally created a boss-level existence.

"Mew, you're certain you saw Gardevoir defeat Pryce and take him away?"

Elias poked at Mew, who was still disguised as Eevee, seeking confirmation.

"Mm-hmm. And if Celebi hadn't suddenly interrupted, even Lugia might not have escaped," Mew said, shivering slightly as if recalling something terrifying.

Hiss—

Elias felt his scalp tingle.

He had expected that Gardevoir's power must be formidable, considering the simulation's evaluation had described her as "unprecedented."

But he hadn't anticipated that his Gardevoir would be capable of single-handedly taking down Pryce.

And from Mew's description, it seemed to be a complete annihilation.

Granted, Pryce had already expended some energy fighting Elias and Gengar, and Gardevoir had been in an enraged state at the time.

Still, for her to achieve such a decisive victory…

It meant her strength had grown to an unimaginable level.

Then again, thinking back to how she had shredded him into pieces in the simulation, Elias supposed it made sense.

"Mew, do you know where Gardevoir is now?"

A deep longing stirred within him—he wanted to see that little one again, let her rest in his lap, and gently massage her shoulders like before.

Unfortunately, Mew shook her head.

"I don't know. After that night, I never saw her again."

Hearing this, Elias felt a pang of regret but remained unfazed.

Now that he knew for certain that Gardevoir had crossed into reality, their reunion was only a matter of time.

Just like with Mew.

And just like… the person who was about to come looking for him.

A smirk curled at Elias's lips.

...

After informing Lance that he had captured a high-ranking Team Rocket executive, Lance had immediately decided to come in person.

Clearly, Sird was someone Lance took very seriously.

And naturally, Elias would reciprocate that level of "seriousness" for his dear friend.

"Geng-Geng, I'm counting on you for what comes next."

Elias reached into his pocket and pulled out the "Token of the Dragon Master" that Lance had once given him, handing it to the "girl" beside him.

The "girl" accepted the token without a word.

Instead, she flashed a familiar, knowing grin, her eyes brimming with confidence.

Mew, still nestled in Elias's arms, glanced sideways at Gengar, now in the form of a young girl.

Then, she thought about the red-haired youth who used to drag Elias into battle every chance he got.

Her tiny paws clenched into fists.

The whole world is my enemy…

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As a member of the Elite Four and a contender for the Kanto Champion's position, Lance's daily schedule was packed.

Most of his time was spent in the League office, buried under mountains of paperwork.

But today was different.

Earlier that day, a message had arrived from Professor Oak's student—Summers.

The contents were simple:

"I've captured a high-ranking member of Team Rocket."

Immediately, Lance was alert.

As someone who had been battling Team Rocket for years, he knew just how troublesome they were.

It wasn't just that their members were highly skilled—

It was their intelligence network.

More than once, Lance had discovered that Team Rocket obtained League information faster than he did.

To the point that he seriously suspected the League had been infiltrated beyond repair.

Now that a Team Rocket executive had been captured, there was no way Lance could ignore it.

Acting with his usual efficiency, he set off for Pewter City that very evening.

Following the location Elias had provided, Lance arrived at a bustling night market.

The sun had just set, and the market was ablaze with lights. Vendors' calls rang out, showcasing just how quickly Pewter City had developed in recent years.

But as Lance wove through the crowd, he suddenly felt someone grab his arm.

Turning in surprise, he saw a purple-haired girl with a high ponytail looking up at him, her eyes brimming with tears.

Her pitiful expression was enough to soften anyone's heart.

But instead, an ominous feeling crept up Lance's spine.

Forcing a smile, he asked,

"Little girl, do you need something?"

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T/N: heheh prank him johmn