Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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On the return journey, Miya was very interested, humming a song that Luther could not understand, and bounced in front of Luther with his hands on his back. The sunset that had not sunk into the horizon dragged one after the other two shadows long.

Miya sang very well, but Luther was a little awkward.

This World Because of the existence of Pokemon, rhetoric and description are more or less related to Pokemon. It is very common for Pokemon to appear in literary works.

So Luther can hear the very unique lyrics “Love is as hot as the flame of Magcargo”, which makes Luther full of embarrassment when he appreciates Miya’s beautiful singing voice.

He likes that wonderful melody very much, but he who has rhetoric and cultural emotions all from another world, it is really difficult to endure a laugh…

Luther’s expression control is not in place. When Miya looked towards him, Luther still had a smile that was too late to withdraw.

“Does it sound good?”

Miya didn’t seem to notice Luther’s expression, Luther quickly nodded: “It sounds good.”

Luther didn’t mean to be perfunctory, except for the lyrics that made Luther a little uncomfortable, the melody of the song, and Miya’s singing voice were all very good.

“It’s you.” Miya faced Luther.

Luther glanced at Miya’s back and made sure that Miya would not bump into or run into anything while walking backwards, sighed: “I don’t know how to Sing.”

Miya tilted her head, a little unbelievable.

“I didn’t lie to you, my 5th tone is missing.”

“There is no need to sing to the point.” Miya said, “In my opinion, song is just a way to express and express inner emotions. It is the singer’s job to sing nicely. We just need to be happy.”

“But bad singing can make others feel uncomfortable.”

“Am I a’other’?”

Luther choked.

The path chosen by Luther and Miya to return to Eterna City was deserted. In order to easily spot potential peepers, Luther had to leave the main road.

Miya didn’t ask why, or even how Luther was injured, but lightly said, “Do you need some medicine? I have it in my backpack.”

Luther’s clumsy cover-up method makes the unnaturalness of the wrist more obvious. Miya has always been a very observant person.

It is no longer a question of Sing or Sing, the question unconsciously becomes a kind of questioning.

Luther sighed, thinking for a while.

“Hellodarknessmyoldfriend, I’vecometotalkwithyouagain…”

After crossing, Luther discovered that he inherited everything from this body, but he couldn’t speak the language of another world. These lyrics are different in Luther’s mind. As Luther sings softly, they become this The language of World.

He didn’t know if it would look weird. This is a song that this World has never seen before. The melody and tune may be very strange. Luther shouldn’t sing, he should keep silent.

TheSoundOfSilence is a song that Luther really likes. Luther sang a later cover version of a metal band. During his most uncomfortable period, this song which appeared sonorous and powerful after being covered gave him a lot of forward strength. .

He can remember every lyrics and melody clearly, but he has never sang it to anyone. The lack of 5 tones is an excuse. The biggest reason is that he is afraid of being laughed at.

Today he has to sing.

Miya stopped and listened quietly as Luther finished singing the song.

Luther slowly closed his singing voice and looked at Miya calmly.

A bottle of water was handed over.

“Drink, aren’t you thirsty?” Miya laughed, “It’s a bit out of tune, but isn’t it pretty? But I’ve never heard this song before, who wrote it?”

Luther was silent, there was a botched lie ahead, and he didn’t want to lie further.

Seeing Luther’s silence, Miya naturally brought it over: “Hurry up. I don’t know if the big prize of the cake shop has been eaten. We won it if we didn’t eat it!”

After walking for a while, Miya hummed again.

Miya has a good memory. Luther only sang the song once. She memorized the melody, and now she started singing the climax part in a low voice.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Miya answered quickly.

“Don’t you ask me why I am sorry?”

“Guessed, I also want to say sorry, I shouldn’t ask you that.”

Luther looked at Miya’s bouncing back and fluttering hair, but couldn’t see Miya’s expression.

Miya paused, and then said, “My mother told me that sometimes it’s difficult to be friends with someone. Talking about everything is sometimes just an illusion. But this illusion makes people think that everyone is really close. No time, no talk.”

“When she finds out that this is not the case, when this friend is always hiding something from her, she will wonder if she is really a friend of that person.”

“Some people are so stupid that they can only watch cautiously, and then click sideways. She is always worried that the secret hidden by her friends has something to do with herself. But she also doesn’t have the courage to ask directly. Asking directly will either get an answer that is contrary to her intentions or get people who are not. Happy answer, she is afraid to ask, so she can only guess.”

“You say it like you don’t have a friend.”

“There were a lot of them before, but then they are all gone,” Miya said.

“Why not?”

“One day I discovered that we are actually not friends. They thought I was a Meowth who would use Pay Day.”

“It’s a curious metaphor, it seems to be plastic sisterhood.” Luther smiled.

Miya also smiled: “Your analogy is better, plastic sisterhood, hahahaha.”

Luther didn’t know what was so funny about this rhetoric, but Miya smiled brightly and was very happy. In the end it seemed that tears flowed out.

It seems really funny.

“I was attacked by someone, and that person may be Interpol.” When Miya’s laughter gradually Minimizes, Luther said lightly.

Luther rolled up his sleeves, the smell of medicated wine coming out of the tight bandage.

Miya poked his hand and Luther grinned in pain.

“What caused it?”

Hearing that Miya completely ignored the sensitive word Interpol, something cracked in Luther’s heart, and something warm came out of it.

“Vine Whip, he has a very strong Cacturne.”

Miya slammed her head up, Cianwood’s eyes flashed with doubt.

“What’s the matter?” Luther swallowed.

Miya took out Pokédex, used the search function, and after looking at it for a long time, he turned Pokédex to Luther.

“Cacturne, I don’t know the ability of Vine Whip.”

Luther looked at Pokédex’s information about Cacturne in surprise, and tremblingly untied his bandage.

Miya and Luther saw it very clearly. It was indeed a blue and purple welt. Such a wound cannot be faked.

“Could that person first hit you with Hypnosis, and then attacked you with other Pokemon, misleading you?”

“Then he can use Hypnosis to hit me and run away, so why bother.” Luther didn’t believe this inference at all.

Miya helped Luther wrap the bandage and said, “It doesn’t matter. Since he is following you, maybe he can still meet him. When the time comes, we will understood.”

“What should I do if Interpol really shows up?”

“Beat him!” Miya said fiercely, “Slowbro Ice Punch, Pachirisu Thunderbolt, Eevee swept the formation, he wanted to run Sand Rush, Corsola Sandstorm, trap him!”

Luther covered his forehead: “Then we are assaulting the police.”

“Then did you make a mistake?”

“Absolutely not.” Luther replied immediately.

Miya shrugged: “That’s not the end, you didn’t make a mistake, he came to trouble you, it’s your side. At worst, after we finished the fight, we said we didn’t know he was an Interpol, and he didn’t show his credentials, so he followed us all the way , We fought back because of fear.”

Luther was dumbfounded.

“The method I said is not good?” Miya scratched his head.

“No, that’s fine, just do it, next time I meet you first!” Luther immediately praised.

Miya continued to hum, and Luther continued to follow. I don’t know how long it took, when the night was about to fall, Luther and Miya finally walked out of the National Park and saw the shadow of Eterna City in the distance.

“Next time you ask directly.” Luther suddenly interrupted Miya’s singing.

Miya was shocked, and it took a while before he understood the sentence.

“I don’t like guessing either. In exchange, if I ask you, you will answer too?”

“Then I’ll take it seriously.” Miya looked very happy and replied immediately, lest Luther would regret it.

“Except for some things, which are my own secrets, I can’t answer them.”

“Like this song?”

“Maybe there are other songs.”

Miya had a clear expression: “What a big deal, who doesn’t have his own secret.”

Standing in the night, Miya was silent for a while, turned his head, and smiled and said, “I also have a secret that I can’t tell you. If one day you find that you have been cheated for 10000, don’t be angry for 10000000.”

“Don’t give birth if you cheated…”

Luther wanted to tease Miya, but his voice was getting smaller and smaller. Miya’s expression was serious, without a trace of playfulness, and his eyes were serious.

“Cheat better, don’t be so clumsy. Anyway, I am also very stupid, and I have problems with the reflex arc. It takes a long time to react after being deceived.

“I will try my best.” Miya stretched.

The street lights outside the National Park were lit all the way, as if to welcome 2 lost travelers back to Eterna City.