[Caitlin]: Is that a Galvantula? Elesa should lose this time too, right?
[Brock]: I have to say, as a professional supermodel, Elesa has an amazing figure!
[Misty]: What are you looking at again?!
[Cynthia]: It seems Ash will win as expected this time.
[Elesa]: That's true. Even I can't see any possibility of me winning.
In the Black World —
Ash didn't switch Pokémon. He continued using Pikachu against Galvantula.
At this moment, the flickering light in their eyes had intensified.
Both sides' attacks gradually collided, neither hesitating.
Ash would continue securing his victory.
Elesa on the opposite side would give her all to defeat Ash's Pokémon—at least she would try.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, this battle could be described as extremely dazzling.
Various Electric-type moves collided in mid-air, then spread to the surroundings.
Pikachu occasionally used other types of moves as well.
It delivered a brutal, merciless beating to Galvantula.
When Galvantula lost its ability to fight,
Elesa didn't hesitate. She summoned her remaining three Pokémon one after another.
They were all Electric-types.
But Pikachu relied on its own strength to defeat these three Electric-types, one by one.
This victory was even easier than imagined.
Ash smiled and looked at Elesa opposite him.
Elesa watched Ash walk up and gave him a gentle hug.
"You truly are stronger than I thought. Next time, I'll train my Pokémon even harder and battle you again."
Hearing her words, Ash returned a symbolic hug of friendship.
As the referee announced Ash's victory in the final match of the tournament,
Ash received his trophy.
Then Ash didn't hesitate. He gathered all the friends present and arranged a luxurious dinner for them at the hotel.
The celebration lasted until late into the night.
Late at night, Ash walked with Brock and Misty toward the hotel.
However, at that moment, three figures crept through the darkness.
These three figures were Jessie, James, and Meowth.
"This time, we absolutely must catch Ash's Pikachu!" James said excitedly.
"Pikachu has been through so many battles—it should be exhausted by now. Its combat power won't be as strong as before. We have nothing to fear!" Jessie added eagerly.
As for Meowth beside them, its eyes were fixed on Pikachu.
In its view, if they could catch Pikachu and hand it over to the boss, they'd get enough funding for their operations.
They wouldn't have to survive on instant noodles every day like now.
Then they'd arrange plenty of delicious food and eat to their hearts' content.
Ash walked forward calmly. Pikachu, lying on his shoulder, called out, "Pika pika~"
Hearing Pikachu's words, Ash paused for a moment, then understood something.
He nodded slightly and said,
"Don't worry. They can't do anything."
Hearing Ash's words, Pikachu didn't say more. It just slowly nodded, lay on Ash's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.
In this battle, Pikachu was undoubtedly the MVP. Of course, this wasn't unrelated to Ash's strategies—but it was also because Pikachu possessed tremendous strength.
When Ash and the others turned a corner,
Jessie and her companions immediately followed.
They didn't want to lose Ash at this moment.
However, just as they rounded the corner, they suddenly saw a massive figure before them.
This figure was none other than Snorlax.
At this moment, Snorlax looked at Jessie, James, and Meowth, a hint of mockery flashing in its eyes.
The next moment, it directly raised its fist in a punching gesture.
"No way…?"
"This can't be happening…!"
"How did we get discovered again?!"
Jessie, James, and Meowth each spoke one sentence.
The next moment, Snorlax punched them directly, sending them flying.
And this move was Mega Punch.
As they soared through the sky, the three spoke their classic line:
"What a disgustingly beautiful feeling!"
[Jessie]: So why is this scene playing in that world? What's the point of it?!
[James]: Why do they have to show us getting blasted off? This is clearly just to mock us!
[Meowth]: I protest! I protest!
The three spoke one after another. It was obvious they were extremely dissatisfied with this situation.
After all, who wants to be blasted off while the whole world watches?
But the mysterious existence controlling the screens didn't care about their feelings at all.
No changes were made whatsoever.
This made the three extremely angry, but they had nowhere to vent.
They could only target Ash and the others, planning to find a suitable opportunity to capture some Pokémon.
In the real world —
Ash, Brock, and Misty sat around a table.
Before them was a steaming hot pot of sukiyaki.
Brock and Misty ate happily with their bowls and chopsticks.
But Ash across from them ate casually, not nearly as joyful as one might imagine.
"Ash, what's wrong with you?" Brock asked curiously.
Hearing his words, Ash looked up at him and sighed helplessly.
"I think it's time for me to make a change."
Hearing these words, Brock and Misty exchanged glances.
Misty rolled her eyes helplessly and said,
"Isn't this something you've been saying for a long time?"
"Why are you really planning to do it now?"
Hearing Misty's words, Ash's face instantly flushed slightly.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the massive screen in the sky.
"My talent isn't weak. My strength is pretty good. My luck is quite good. There's no reason my strength should be so far behind Black Ash's."
"I will catch up to him. It won't take long before I successfully close the gap. By then, you'll all be impressed by me."
Hearing these words, Misty and Brock looked at each other and smiled happily.
In the real world —
With the end of the Silver Conference, the Black World's Silver Conference footage on the screen had also concluded.
At this moment, everyone who had gathered because of Ash began to retreat in the direction they came from.
After all, for them, the only purpose in coming was to watch Ash's battles.
Now they had witnessed Ash's battles and seen the figure that had shocked and become familiar to the entire world over the past few months.
So most people—especially those without much connection to Ash—naturally wanted to return to their own places and live their peaceful lives.
On the beach,
Cynthia, Caitlin, Elesa, Diantha, Sabrina, and others all remained.
They had already changed into swimsuits and were playing on the shore.
From a distance, Brock couldn't take his eyes off the scene.
Brock had never imagined he would face such a blissful moment. Now he would use every bit of his memory to record the beauty before him.
Misty beside him was also wearing a swimsuit, glaring angrily at Brock's squinting expression.
But her eyes occasionally glanced at Ash beside her.
Ash lay on a lounge chair wearing beach shorts, gazing at the girls in the distance.
Or rather, he wasn't looking at the women—he was looking past them, toward the distant sea.
Although nominally they had come to see the ocean,
the various goddesses expressed dissatisfaction with Ash's behavior of actually looking at the sea.
Especially Cynthia and Elesa.
One was the youngest female Champion and a major celebrity.
The other was a top-tier world supermodel.
Either way, the two of them should have attracted the attention of most people present.
But only Ash—the person they both wanted to attract—seemed somewhat indifferent to them.
In other words, the way Ash looked at them at this moment didn't carry much emotion—just a trace of calm detachment.
"Is this guy Ash really that dense?" Caitlin came to Cynthia's side and said speechlessly.
Hearing her words, Cynthia's expression shifted slightly. She looked at Ash curiously, then sighed helplessly.
"I think what you said is probably correct."
At this moment, Elesa beside them also approached. She looked curiously at Cynthia's figure and couldn't help but praise,
"Cynthia, your figure is even better than I imagined. I think you could become a model too."
"If you became a model, you'd probably reach my current level in no time."
Hearing the compliment, Cynthia showed a knowing smile.
"What do you think of Ash?"
Hearing Cynthia's words, Elesa was slightly startled.
Clearly, she hadn't expected Cynthia to ask that.
After hesitating a moment, she said,
"I think Ash is someone who would give everything for his Pokémon and sacrifice everything for justice."
"He possesses many beautiful qualities—bravery, kindness, integrity, righteousness."
"But he's always somewhat detached from worldly affairs, as if there aren't many things in this world that can spark his passion."
"Except for Pokémon and battles."
In the end, Elesa added that final sentence.
Hearing these words, Cynthia slowly nodded. She knew Elesa's assessment was very objective.
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