Chapter 657: You are not allowed to play Pokémon! Chapter 332

Noticing Qing Yu's gaze on it, Sylveon immediately gave a light hum, then decisively turned its head away.

If it weren't for the ribbons extending from its neck consciously wrapping around his thigh, Qing Yu would have really thought it had suddenly gotten angry.

Although he didn't know how it had started being tsundere, Qing Yu still reached out and picked up the "billion-ton" heavy Sylveon, sitting on the sofa.

"Why are you unhappy, Sylveon?"

As Qing Yu spoke softly, he took the initiative to stroke its head.

"Bui..."

At first, Sylveon intended to continue maintaining its tsundere little act, but soon it was conquered by Qing Yu's skilled cat-petting technique, and its expression gradually relaxed.

In fact, Sylveon itself couldn't figure out why it had suddenly had a little mood swing.

Perhaps it was because its performance in the battle just now was very, very poor, failing to complete the trainer's command to use Blood Moon to solve the opponent in one go before the opponent's attack arrived?

Originally, seeing Lucario fight so easily, Sylveon had thought it could also kill in all directions and get Qing Yu's praise.

But looking at the results, it seemed it was the one who had gone out and lost face...

Although Ogerpon's appearance in the end made its presence less significant, the other two companions were very capable, and only it had failed—no, don't!!!

"Bui..."

Thinking of this, Sylveon's face flushed, and it subconsciously buried its head in Qing Yu's clothes.

There would never be a next time!

When it traveled next time, it must overcome the weakness of the Fairy-type and find moves that could counter Steel and Poison types while also being suitable for itself!

Sylveon made a secret decision in its heart.

Watching Sylveon suddenly acting cute in his arms, Qing Yu showed a gentle smile and reached out to stroke its head again.

He didn't quite understand, but it didn't seem to be a big problem.

As expected, Sylveon was still easy to understand; even if it had thoughts it didn't intend to say out loud, the two pairs of ribbons on its neck would express its emotions on behalf of its body.

For Qing Yu, a tenth-level master of ribbon linguistics, it was very easy to understand.

Compared to Sylveon...

The other little friend in the gym was not so easy to understand.

Feeling another gaze on him, Qing Yu quickly turned his gaze and met Mewtwo, who was silently watching him.

"..."

Mewtwo remained silent, still watching him calmly, making it impossible to know what it was thinking.

Seeing this, Qing Yu couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Perhaps because of its experience during the Team Rocket period, this introverted Mewtwo rarely expressed its feelings.

So, most of the time, it was up to Qing Yu to guide it.

How did he suddenly feel... that compared to a trainer, he was more like a psychologist?

Especially Mewtwo, this little guy who had been left at the Sunshine Gym by its unreliable "mother," was a "critically ill patient" in the gym and belonged to the key observation object.

After all, if it were left to Mewtwo to think for itself, he always felt it would easily go to extremes...

At times like this, he could only rely on Teacher Yu to conduct psychological therapy.

Placing the embarrassing Sylveon, who had been conquered by his technique and was purring comfortably, on the sofa, Qing Yu quickly got up and walked toward Mewtwo.

"..."

After walking up, Mewtwo's gaze quickly stopped focusing on him and instead lowered its head, not knowing what it was looking at.

Qing Yu didn't choose to speak either, just stood by its side, silently waiting for it to speak on its own.

Compared to him asking, the effect of Mewtwo saying it out loud might be better.

This silence lasted for about half a minute, until Qing Yu was a bit distracted and his gaze began to turn to other Pokémon, before Mewtwo suddenly spoke.

"Qing Yu, why didn't you choose to send me out in the battle just now?"

Huh?

Mewtwo's simple question instantly made Qing Yu realize its thoughts.

Good guy... so Mewtwo was autistic because of this?

In fact, before it said it, it was absolutely impossible for Qing Yu to think in this direction.

After all, strictly speaking, he hadn't captured Mewtwo; he only counted as having accepted Mew's commission to cultivate Mewtwo on behalf of the unreliable Mew.

And coupled with the Giovanni factor, Mewtwo had always shown great disgust for humans, so even though his relationship with it was pretty good, Qing Yu hadn't intended to cross that line.

Taking Mewtwo to the Master Tournament was just to find an opportunity for it to see more powerful trainers and Pokémon, which would be helpful for improving its strength.

For him, Mewtwo, who wanted to become the first "Pokémon Trainer," was an independent existence, and Qing Yu even tried his best to guide it to make its own choices in its cultivation path.

So, when Mewtwo said this with a bit of grievance, Qing Yu realized it belatedly.

But... how was he going to explain it to it?

Regarding this point, Qing Yu was a little troubled.

To say that he had never regarded it as his own Pokémon, although it was the truth, he always felt it was a bit bad.

But not telling the truth, he felt Mewtwo could easily detect it.

So, how should this talk therapy begin...

Qing Yu fell into deep thought.

"Is it because my power is not as good as Ogerpon's?"

Seeing that Qing Yu hadn't given an answer for a long time, Mewtwo noticed Ogerpon walking by not far away and suddenly spoke again.

Although the experience at the Cerulean Gym was not very good, at least Mewtwo had learned some "knowledge of human society" that was very useful to it.

For example, Giovanni would cultivate it from the beginning just to control its powerful strength.

If it weren't powerful enough, perhaps it would have ended up like other eliminated clone Pokémon, suddenly disappearing from the research institute one day, with no one knowing what their future would be.

Therefore, for Mewtwo's short Pokémon life, a simple but correct formula was quickly summarized.

Only by being powerful enough to have value to be utilized would it be recognized by humans; this was also the main reason why Giovanni had kept it in the first place.

All along, the human and Pokémon combinations it had seen in Team Rocket basically followed this logic of its own.

But only here at Qing Yu's, an accident occurred.

Because Mewtwo really didn't feel that Qing Yu had any intention of utilizing it, and the way he treated it was much gentler than the initial Giovanni.

However, it was precisely this point that made Mewtwo even more at a loss—

To it, "utilization" was not a derogatory term; on the contrary, to a certain extent, it was an acknowledgment of its own strength.

If it weren't to freely use his sufficiently powerful strength, then why exactly would Qingyu choose to keep him?

Relying solely on the relationship with Mew, could one really make a human teach him without reservation?

Or perhaps...

Could it also be that he just wasn't strong enough yet, which is why he wasn't treated as a Pokémon by Qingyu?

Compared to the other Pokémon Qingyu held in the gym, besides being able to use psychic powers, he seemed to be the most ordinary one, so it was no wonder things were like this...

Human emotions were too complex; even though Mewtwo had been trying hard to learn, it was still very difficult to understand Qingyu's thoughts.

Thus, Mewtwo chose to believe in his own perspective.

As long as he could become strong enough, to Qingyu, he should be a useful, special existence that wouldn't be abandoned, right?

Just like his other Pokémon.

Therefore, Mewtwo would choose to embark on the path of becoming a Trainer, not only because he hoped to grow together with the clones he brought out, but also, to a certain extent, because that was Qingyu's choice.

For this, Mewtwo had secretly put in a lot of effort.

And it wasn't until a few days ago that Qingyu seemed to finally acknowledge his progress and chose to use a Poké Ball to establish a connection between them.

For some reason, compared to the resistance he felt when being forcibly controlled by Sakaki back then, this time Mewtwo was actually a little... happy?

Only then did he understand for the first time what it felt like to be a Pokémon and become partners with a human who had earned his approval.

However, before he could even be happy, that battle from just a moment ago happened.

Although Mewtwo was also repeatedly comforting himself in his heart, perhaps Qingyu just didn't have a clear judgment of his strength, so he chose to use the Pokémon he was more familiar with for the sake of safety.

As long as he had the opportunity to show strength that was powerful enough and exceeded the other Pokémon, he could make Qingyu notice him, right?

Despite this, Mewtwo still couldn't help but feel a bit down.

And all of this was seen by Qingyu.

"Of course not."

Regarding the reason Mewtwo had fallen into self-isolation, Qingyu actually found it somewhat amusing.

He suddenly understood one thing—

Compared to the Mewtwo in his impression, this living existence before his eyes was more like a child who both lacked love and didn't understand love, rather than a Pokémon.

So, even though his own strength was becoming increasingly powerful, in his heart, he was actually somewhat insecure, right?

That was why he would subconsciously compare himself to Ogerpon.

Knowing where the problem lay, it was simple to handle.

After thinking for about a few seconds, Qingyu smiled and spoke, while simultaneously reaching out to pat its smooth, large head.

"I just felt that if I rashly sent you and Indeedee out without any synergy, it was very likely that the results wouldn't be too good, and it would instead damage your confidence."

"After all, every Pokémon has things they are good at and things they aren't, just like how Sylveon can't do much when facing Copperajah."

"Bui..."

A low, muffled grunt suddenly came from not far away, along with a sharp gaze that only lingered for an instant but was enough for Qingyu to notice.

However, Qingyu, who was in the middle of "talk therapy" with Mewtwo, didn't pay it any mind and continued speaking.

"Don't compare yourself to other Pokémon. I said a few days ago that you, Mewtwo, are the most special existence. Actually, I'm not too sure what kind of path suits you either."

"So, what kind of direction to take, and whether you need my help, all of this depends entirely on your own will."

"If you want to participate in battles as a Pokémon, I will also try my best to cooperate, but you must be careful—just don't go too hard and scare people away..."

"So if this happens again in the future, perhaps you should just speak your mind openly; I will always support you."

"Uh... in case you do something wrong, then the above statement doesn't count."

Qingyu thought for a moment and added another sentence.

"In short, if you have any thoughts, you can just tell me directly, okay? Bottling it up inside will very likely lead you to get stuck in a rut, you know?"

"..."

After hearing Qingyu's words, Mewtwo fell into silence once again.

Following his own will...?

For a Pokémon, shouldn't following the Trainer's commands be the most basic requirement?

But if it was Qingyu saying this... it actually had an inexplicable persuasiveness.

Sure enough, Qingyu and Sakaki were two completely different types of Trainers...

"I understand."

The gloom in the corners of Mewtwo's eyes was swept away, replaced by the corners of his mouth lifting involuntarily.

He seemed to understand a little.

Precisely because Qingyu had never thought about interfering with any of his thoughts from the very beginning, he was the Trainer most suited to him, right?

To be able to meet a human as special as Qingyu, it was truly great...

Mewtwo couldn't help but think this.

Seeing this, Qingyu nodded with satisfaction.

Hmm... it seems my talk therapy level is still pretty good, right?