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Chapter 43
Chapter 43: The Tree-Chopping King!
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Geng-gar...!"
Inside the vacuum cleaner, Gengar was still struggling.
Its two large, red eyes blinked rapidly, but perhaps due to a natural weakness against home appliances, the vacuum cleaner remained motionless no matter how much it thrashed about.
It was lucky that there happened to be a vacuum cleaner in this room, which Ash had grabbed on the spur of the moment.
Seeing the situation was now under control, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It was bizarre, yet strangely logical.
"So, Ash, what are you going to do now?" Brock couldn't help but ask.
"..."
Ash's brow furrowed. From the battle just now, it was clear that this Gengar held great animosity toward humans.
If he were to catch it directly, it might end up turning on him later, just like Squirtle had.
So, he relaxed his brow and tried to make his tone as gentle as possible.
"Gengar, can I ask why you have so much hostility towards humans?"
"Geng-geng-gengar!!!"
Trapped securely by the vacuum, Gengar could only change the shape of its eyes, as if trying to express something.
"Geng-geng-gengar!!!"
Its expression went from initial joy and happiness, to confusion and bewilderment, and then to a look of dejection and grievance.
Finally, it turned into intense resentment, and the crimson in its eyes grew even redder.
"So that's how it is. I understand."
Ash, possessing the Power of Bonds with Pokémon, could roughly understand what Gengar was trying to convey.
He slowly turned to the others and began to explain:
"This Gengar used to love eating and was very happy."
"Then it gradually got fat and became very confused."
"After that, it was mocked for its figure by other Gengar and became extremely dejected."
"It could only hole up in a house to vent this resentment."
Ash translated word for word. The sequence of events matched the evolution of Gengar's expressions, so no one doubted him.
Gengar: "?"
Goh, however, suddenly spotted a flaw and questioned him, "That's not right! Humans aren't to blame for that, so why does it hold such a grudge against us?!"
"Maybe the one who mocked its figure back then was a human?" Ash offered a tentative explanation.
Thinking of this, he suddenly lifted his Pikachu and presented it to Gengar.
"See? My Pikachu has a bad figure too, but I would never mock it—at least, not laugh out loud to its face. No one will look down on you just because you're a fatty. At least I won't!"
Pikachu: "?"
Gengar: "?"
The others just scratched their heads, secretly puzzled.
No matter how you thought about it, it seemed more logical that this Gengar had been abandoned here by some human, right?
But what Ash said also seemed to make some sense.
As for its figure? A Gengar that wasn't fat should probably just be exorcised directly, to not bring shame upon the Gengar name.
Afterward, Gengar still didn't acknowledge Ash. It even wanted to punch him in the head.
The first thing it would do if it got out was to smash Ash's head in.
Because of this, Ash could only remove the back casing of the vacuum cleaner and put the casing, with Gengar still inside, into the Poké Ball.
After all, he couldn't just leave Gengar here to wreak havoc.
Sooner or later, it would really get exorcised by some ghost-busting master.
Furthermore, perhaps due to the restraint of the vacuum cleaner, the Poké Ball didn't even shake once and directly indicated a successful catch.
"Either way, I still caught it...!"
The addition of a powerful new combatant put Ash in a very pleasant mood.
Although this new powerhouse would likely require a long time to get used to him, it was still enough to make him happy.
Ash quickly pulled out his Pokédex to see if he had unlocked the "A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life" achievement.
He hadn't.
So, he looked at Goh and asked casually, "I guess you could say I've taught you a technique for catching Pokémon, right...?"
Goh's brow furrowed. He hesitated for a long time before his face reddened and he nodded, saying, "Well... thank you."
Although the process was a bit strange, he had indeed been taught.
But if he was taught, he was taught. Was it necessary to keep bringing it up?
And with Goh's nod, the Pokédex finally chimed with its familiar mechanical sound.
"Beep. Congratulations, Trainer Ash, on unlocking a new achievement—'A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life.' You have now established the following relationship with the newcomer Goh:"
"Master-Apprentice: One day remaining."
"Father-Son: Lifelong bond."
Goh: "???"
Seeing Goh looking like he had questions, Ash took the opportunity to pick up his Pokédex, switch it to contact mode, and send the good news to the distant Professor Cerise.
He waved his hand dismissively and turned his back.
"Oh, I'm calling the Professor. Goh, if you have something to say, we can talk about it next time."
Goh: "..."
"Thank you so much, Ash-kun. As a reward for the task, I left three cruise tickets under the flowerpot by the door before I left. You can just take them with you when you leave."
Professor Cerise's voice on the other end of the line was joyful; he was very pleased with the report from Ash's group.
Although he didn't bear any ill will toward the Gengar, he couldn't let a single wild Pokémon become a headline in the Vermilion City news.
Besides, he had already intended to give these three cruise tickets to the trio anyway.
Regardless of whether they could resolve this incident or not.
After all, their research lab was about to open to the public. With so much to do, they had no time to go and live the high life.
It was better to give them to Professor Oak's juniors as a simple favor.
"By the way, I trust nothing happened to our research lab?" Professor Cerise asked casually.
Hearing this, Ash glanced around the room. There were just some cracks from Razor Leaf, scorch marks from Fire Punch, a withered patch of ground from Leech Seed, and a few large pits that had been smashed open.
Rounding up, that was basically nothing.
"Heh, no major damage," Ash replied with a laugh.
"That's good to hear," Professor Cerise said, laughing as well.
And so, the matter finally came to a perfect conclusion...
After taking the cruise tickets, the trio parted ways with Goh in front of the Cerise Laboratory.
As for Goh, who wanted to bring up the "A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life" issue again, Ash just fobbed him off with a "next time for sure."
Seeing this, Goh could only fume by himself, watching the trio's backs as they gradually disappeared into the distance.
"Hmph, that guy... If I ever see him again, I'll definitely make sure he's left in my dust!"
As dusk approached, Misty and Brock decided to go look around the area and buy some ingredients.
They would make a big feast tonight to celebrate how, the day after tomorrow, they would all be living the high life together.
As for Ash, he planned to return to the Pokémon Center first and wait for the two of them.
He was a bit tired today.
Arriving at a public bench in the Pokémon Center, Ash relaxed his body and, without a second thought, plopped down, intending to get some proper rest.
Clang!
The moment he leaned back, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head, as if his skull had been struck by a steel ball.
Ash scratched his head, jumped up, and spun around to look.
It turned out there was another chair connected to the back of this public bench, arranged symmetrically back-to-back.
At that moment, someone else was sitting there.
It seemed he had bumped into the other person's head.
But this person showed no reaction whatsoever.
Ash quickly went around to take a look.
It was a girl.
Beneath a white, Poké Ball-themed sun hat, a few strands of long, brown hair hung down.
A small blue tank top, a small red skirt—the typical attire of an energetic girl.
"Blue!?"
Ash raised an eyebrow, calling out subconsciously.
Wasn't this the girl he had just met a few days ago at Mt. Moon?
The same girl who, after being tricked by Gary, decided to go on ahead, furiously declaring she would dump him in the sea to feed the sharks?
How was her skull harder than steel!?
Hearing the sound, Blue took a long moment to react.
But she remained leaning against the chair like a salted fish, tilting her head back—a full 120 degrees—before she finally noticed Ash's presence.
"Huh? It's someone from my hometown?"
Right now, her expression was listless, her face pale, and she was completely wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant.
"What happened to you?"
Ash was utterly baffled. How had a perfectly energetic girl turned into such a wilted mess?
Oh, wait, wasn't she like this the last time they met at Mt. Moon too?
Such an unlucky person.
However, what surprised him was what was on Blue's chest.
On her not-so-large chest hung a rather large sign, on which four large characters were written in a flamboyant, cursive script.
"Tree-Chopping King."
It seemed to be some kind of commendation or title.
Ash: "?"
Just then, Blue suddenly shivered and hugged herself tightly, as if it were exceptionally cold.
"Hey..."
"I've been completely wrung dry by this city..."
Ash: "?"
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Geng-gar...!"
Inside the vacuum cleaner, Gengar was still struggling.
Its two large, red eyes blinked rapidly, but perhaps due to a natural weakness against home appliances, the vacuum cleaner remained motionless no matter how much it thrashed about.
It was lucky that there happened to be a vacuum cleaner in this room, which Ash had grabbed on the spur of the moment.
Seeing the situation was now under control, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It was bizarre, yet strangely logical.
"So, Ash, what are you going to do now?" Brock couldn't help but ask.
"..."
Ash's brow furrowed. From the battle just now, it was clear that this Gengar held great animosity toward humans.
If he were to catch it directly, it might end up turning on him later, just like Squirtle had.
So, he relaxed his brow and tried to make his tone as gentle as possible.
"Gengar, can I ask why you have so much hostility towards humans?"
"Geng-geng-gengar!!!"
Trapped securely by the vacuum, Gengar could only change the shape of its eyes, as if trying to express something.
"Geng-geng-gengar!!!"
Its expression went from initial joy and happiness, to confusion and bewilderment, and then to a look of dejection and grievance.
Finally, it turned into intense resentment, and the crimson in its eyes grew even redder.
"So that's how it is. I understand."
Ash, possessing the Power of Bonds with Pokémon, could roughly understand what Gengar was trying to convey.
He slowly turned to the others and began to explain:
"This Gengar used to love eating and was very happy."
"Then it gradually got fat and became very confused."
"After that, it was mocked for its figure by other Gengar and became extremely dejected."
"It could only hole up in a house to vent this resentment."
Ash translated word for word. The sequence of events matched the evolution of Gengar's expressions, so no one doubted him.
Gengar: "?"
Goh, however, suddenly spotted a flaw and questioned him, "That's not right! Humans aren't to blame for that, so why does it hold such a grudge against us?!"
"Maybe the one who mocked its figure back then was a human?" Ash offered a tentative explanation.
Thinking of this, he suddenly lifted his Pikachu and presented it to Gengar.
"See? My Pikachu has a bad figure too, but I would never mock it—at least, not laugh out loud to its face. No one will look down on you just because you're a fatty. At least I won't!"
Pikachu: "?"
Gengar: "?"
The others just scratched their heads, secretly puzzled.
No matter how you thought about it, it seemed more logical that this Gengar had been abandoned here by some human, right?
But what Ash said also seemed to make some sense.
As for its figure? A Gengar that wasn't fat should probably just be exorcised directly, to not bring shame upon the Gengar name.
Afterward, Gengar still didn't acknowledge Ash. It even wanted to punch him in the head.
The first thing it would do if it got out was to smash Ash's head in.
Because of this, Ash could only remove the back casing of the vacuum cleaner and put the casing, with Gengar still inside, into the Poké Ball.
After all, he couldn't just leave Gengar here to wreak havoc.
Sooner or later, it would really get exorcised by some ghost-busting master.
Furthermore, perhaps due to the restraint of the vacuum cleaner, the Poké Ball didn't even shake once and directly indicated a successful catch.
"Either way, I still caught it...!"
The addition of a powerful new combatant put Ash in a very pleasant mood.
Although this new powerhouse would likely require a long time to get used to him, it was still enough to make him happy.
Ash quickly pulled out his Pokédex to see if he had unlocked the "A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life" achievement.
He hadn't.
So, he looked at Goh and asked casually, "I guess you could say I've taught you a technique for catching Pokémon, right...?"
Goh's brow furrowed. He hesitated for a long time before his face reddened and he nodded, saying, "Well... thank you."
Although the process was a bit strange, he had indeed been taught.
But if he was taught, he was taught. Was it necessary to keep bringing it up?
And with Goh's nod, the Pokédex finally chimed with its familiar mechanical sound.
"Beep. Congratulations, Trainer Ash, on unlocking a new achievement—'A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life.' You have now established the following relationship with the newcomer Goh:"
"Master-Apprentice: One day remaining."
"Father-Son: Lifelong bond."
Goh: "???"
Seeing Goh looking like he had questions, Ash took the opportunity to pick up his Pokédex, switch it to contact mode, and send the good news to the distant Professor Cerise.
He waved his hand dismissively and turned his back.
"Oh, I'm calling the Professor. Goh, if you have something to say, we can talk about it next time."
Goh: "..."
"Thank you so much, Ash-kun. As a reward for the task, I left three cruise tickets under the flowerpot by the door before I left. You can just take them with you when you leave."
Professor Cerise's voice on the other end of the line was joyful; he was very pleased with the report from Ash's group.
Although he didn't bear any ill will toward the Gengar, he couldn't let a single wild Pokémon become a headline in the Vermilion City news.
Besides, he had already intended to give these three cruise tickets to the trio anyway.
Regardless of whether they could resolve this incident or not.
After all, their research lab was about to open to the public. With so much to do, they had no time to go and live the high life.
It was better to give them to Professor Oak's juniors as a simple favor.
"By the way, I trust nothing happened to our research lab?" Professor Cerise asked casually.
Hearing this, Ash glanced around the room. There were just some cracks from Razor Leaf, scorch marks from Fire Punch, a withered patch of ground from Leech Seed, and a few large pits that had been smashed open.
Rounding up, that was basically nothing.
"Heh, no major damage," Ash replied with a laugh.
"That's good to hear," Professor Cerise said, laughing as well.
And so, the matter finally came to a perfect conclusion...
After taking the cruise tickets, the trio parted ways with Goh in front of the Cerise Laboratory.
As for Goh, who wanted to bring up the "A Teacher for a Day, a Father for Life" issue again, Ash just fobbed him off with a "next time for sure."
Seeing this, Goh could only fume by himself, watching the trio's backs as they gradually disappeared into the distance.
"Hmph, that guy... If I ever see him again, I'll definitely make sure he's left in my dust!"
As dusk approached, Misty and Brock decided to go look around the area and buy some ingredients.
They would make a big feast tonight to celebrate how, the day after tomorrow, they would all be living the high life together.
As for Ash, he planned to return to the Pokémon Center first and wait for the two of them.
He was a bit tired today.
Arriving at a public bench in the Pokémon Center, Ash relaxed his body and, without a second thought, plopped down, intending to get some proper rest.
Clang!
The moment he leaned back, a sharp pain shot through the back of his head, as if his skull had been struck by a steel ball.
Ash scratched his head, jumped up, and spun around to look.
It turned out there was another chair connected to the back of this public bench, arranged symmetrically back-to-back.
At that moment, someone else was sitting there.
It seemed he had bumped into the other person's head.
But this person showed no reaction whatsoever.
Ash quickly went around to take a look.
It was a girl.
Beneath a white, Poké Ball-themed sun hat, a few strands of long, brown hair hung down.
A small blue tank top, a small red skirt—the typical attire of an energetic girl.
"Blue!?"
Ash raised an eyebrow, calling out subconsciously.
Wasn't this the girl he had just met a few days ago at Mt. Moon?
The same girl who, after being tricked by Gary, decided to go on ahead, furiously declaring she would dump him in the sea to feed the sharks?
How was her skull harder than steel!?
Hearing the sound, Blue took a long moment to react.
But she remained leaning against the chair like a salted fish, tilting her head back—a full 120 degrees—before she finally noticed Ash's presence.
"Huh? It's someone from my hometown?"
Right now, her expression was listless, her face pale, and she was completely wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant.
"What happened to you?"
Ash was utterly baffled. How had a perfectly energetic girl turned into such a wilted mess?
Oh, wait, wasn't she like this the last time they met at Mt. Moon too?
Such an unlucky person.
However, what surprised him was what was on Blue's chest.
On her not-so-large chest hung a rather large sign, on which four large characters were written in a flamboyant, cursive script.
"Tree-Chopping King."
It seemed to be some kind of commendation or title.
Ash: "?"
Just then, Blue suddenly shivered and hugged herself tightly, as if it were exceptionally cold.
"Hey..."
"I've been completely wrung dry by this city..."
Ash: "?"
(end of chapter)
