Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [457]

Although August never explicitly said he bought the ice cream for Mew, in Mew's mind, anything August bought belonged to her anyway.

Seeing Mew’s angry little face, Hoopa made a silly face back, snickering mischievously behind its hand. “Hee hee hee~!”

But just as Hoopa was enjoying its prank, it suddenly felt a large hand grabbing and lifting it into the air.

“Mr. August!” Meray called out anxiously.

Hoopa began to squirm, alarmed like a child caught in mischief. “Let Hoopa go!”

August gave Meray a reassuring smile, signaling her not to worry.

Then he looked down at the squirming Hoopa. “You ate my ice cream and bullied my Mew. So, how do you plan on making it up to me?”

Hoopa tried several more times to break free, but it was useless.

Puffing its cheeks indignantly, Hoopa soon drooped, sensing August’s unyielding gaze. "Fine, fine! Hoopa will make it up to you!"

Without waiting for anyone to respond, Hoopa waved a hand, causing a golden ring to detach and fly upward, swiftly expanding in the sky.

Mew looked up blankly at the golden ring floating overhead.

Did Hoopa really just agree so easily?

But before Mew could react, a swirling blue portal opened inside the ring, and in the next instant—

A massive pile of snow poured out, completely burying Mew under a small snowy mountain!

Only Mew’s tail remained sticking out.

“Ice cream! Hee hee hee!” Hoopa clapped gleefully.

Meray, standing behind Hoopa, couldn’t help but cover her face in embarrassment, no longer able to defend Hoopa’s antics.

Poof!

Mew popped out of the snow, immediately grabbing August’s arm, pointing dramatically at Hoopa in accusation.

“Mew!!”

[It's not bullying me anymore—it's bullying YOU! August, it's not taking you seriously at all!]

August’s mouth twitched slightly.

[If you wanted revenge, just say so. No need to drag me into your excuses.]

But seeing Hoopa still snickering, August decided Hoopa needed a little lesson. He casually tossed several Pokéballs into the air, one after another.

Gardevoir… Hoopa didn’t bat an eyelid.

Deoxys… Hoopa froze.

An unfriendly-looking Mewtwo… Hoopa’s smile went stiff.

Darkrai… Hoopa trembled in fear.

Xerneas… By now, Hoopa was completely curled into a ball, casting furtive, terrified glances at August and his Pokémon. If it weren’t still held tightly by August, Hoopa would have hidden itself far away by now.

Too scary!

Why does this human named August have even more powerful Pokémon than Hoopa has ever seen?!

Seeing the legendary Pokémon appearing one after another, Meray gulped nervously.

Having grown up in Creation Valley, she was familiar with many legendary and mythical Pokémon. She had already been surprised by seeing Mew earlier, but now, standing before all these Pokémon, she realized Mew might actually be one of the least intimidating among them. No wonder Mew immediately ran to August for help whenever bullied.

Looking at the dumbfounded faces of Meray and Hoopa, August said calmly, “Choose one opponent to battle from among my Pokémon. If you win, we’ll call it even for bullying Mew.”

Meray gulped again nervously at August’s words.

But Hoopa’s horns twitched excitedly, eyes brightening. “Really, Hoopa can choose!?”

“You can ask around; when have I ever lied?” August smiled warmly.

Immediately, everyone present, except the newly caught Xerneas—including Sabrina and Blue—turned their heads away simultaneously…

Never lied? Giovanni, sitting in prison, would probably burst into tears if he heard this!

August: “…”

Hey, what’s with your reactions? Every one of you!

Sure, maybe my stories sometimes stray slightly from reality—but isn’t it always in the service of justice?

But Hoopa, entirely innocent, completely believed August's words. After serious thought, Hoopa fixed its eyes on Gardevoir.

The other Pokémon looked far too dangerous; only Gardevoir seemed like she might be easier to deal with.

“Hoopa chooses Gardevoir!” Hoopa declared confidently.

“Are you sure?” August’s lips curled slightly.

Hoopa nodded energetically, completely oblivious to everyone’s strange expressions.

Mew, meanwhile, pulled out a bag of chips from Gengar’s dimensional pocket, munching happily on August’s shoulder, clearly ready for a good show.

Gardevoir merely smiled gently, unbothered by Hoopa’s obvious underestimation of her abilities.

She stepped forward gracefully.

With each elegant step, the immense psychic power slumbering within her gradually awakened, rippling outward fiercely. Meray, seeing Gardevoir’s gentle grace yet sensing the overwhelming pressure, felt as if she could hardly breathe.

Hoopa: “…”

Hoopa suddenly felt it might’ve picked the wrong opponent.

Still, Hoopa silently cheered itself on.

Come on, Hoopa! Hoopa’s the strongest!

After this little self-hypnosis, Hoopa faced Gardevoir and adopted a fighting stance.

...

Three minutes later—

Gardevoir calmly returned to August’s side, carrying a dizzy, faint-eyed Hoopa with Psychic power.

Although the battle lasted three minutes, Gardevoir had actually spent two of those minutes watching Hoopa summon random objects through its golden rings. With just two simple moves—a [Confusion] followed immediately by a [Confuse Ray]—Hoopa had been utterly disoriented and defeated.

Mew laughed joyfully, all previous humiliation forgotten.

August casually took the golden ring off Hoopa, twirling it playfully.

Dizzy and disoriented, Hoopa reached pitifully for its ring several times but failed each time, almost reduced to tears.

“Hoopa’s ring… Give it back!”

Feeling several judgmental gazes—especially Gardevoir's "human trash" look—August coughed awkwardly and returned the ring, muttering quietly, “Why do you mythical Pokémon always cry so easily…”

Mew, sitting comfortably on August’s shoulder, felt distinctly targeted by this comment.

August turned to Meray. “This isn’t Hoopa’s real form, is it?”

“Eh!?” Meray gasped. “Mr. August, how did you know?”

The legend of Hoopa’s seal dated back over a century. Even in Dahara City, few remembered it clearly…

August smiled without explaining, turning to Hoopa instead. “Don’t accuse me of bullying you. Once you regain your powers, we’ll have a fair rematch.”

Hearing this, Hoopa instantly perked up from its dazed state. “Hoopa is the strongest!”

Meray almost laughed. In its current state, how could it still brag so confidently?

But suddenly, she realized what August had said. “Wait… Mr. August, are you saying you’ll break Hoopa’s seal? Do you actually know where Hoopa’s sealed power is?”

Although she and her older brother’s great-grandfather had sealed Hoopa, they only knew the general location of the seal.

“Of course…” August stretched the words deliberately, then smiled mischievously under Meray’s intense gaze, “…I have no idea!”

Meray: “…”

“But that’s what you’re here for,” August continued cheerfully. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re a descendant of the hero who sealed Hoopa’s powers, aren’t you?”

Meray gasped again. “Mr. August, how do you know all this!?”

To her, August seemed like some kind of prophetic figure straight out of a legend.

August grew serious. “Actually, I’m here to save the world!”

“Eh!?” Although Meray had imagined various scenarios, hearing August say it outright still shocked her deeply.

“To be honest, I have the ability to foresee the future. I saw a vision of Hoopa wreaking havoc in Dahara City, causing unimaginable destruction and irreparable harm to both humans and Pokémon. I’ve come here specifically to prevent that potential future!”

“What!?” Meray was even more stunned.

She glanced at Hoopa, unable to imagine how this little Pokémon could cause such terrible events.

Hoopa protested angrily, “Hoopa won’t do bad things!”

Meray nodded emphatically. Hoopa might be mischievous, always causing minor trouble, but Meray knew firsthand how genuinely kind-hearted Hoopa truly was.

August gently patted Hoopa’s head. “I’m not blaming you—it’s the part of your power that’s sealed away.”

“After a hundred years, that sealed power has gained its own consciousness, becoming resentful and seeking revenge against humanity.”

“So that’s it…”

Meray and Hoopa pondered deeply, clearly believing August’s words.

Blue and Sabrina exchanged speechless glances nearby.

They seriously believed him this easily? They’re way too trusting!

At that moment, a male voice called from afar: “Meray!”

Everyone turned to see a young man approaching quickly, wearing a headscarf, cloak, and matching pendant.

“You…” He hesitated in confusion, then immediately became wary when he saw Hoopa dangling helplessly by Gardevoir’s [Psychic] hold. “Who are you people!?”

His hand moved cautiously towards a Pokéball at his waist.

Before August could speak, Meray quickly grabbed her brother’s arm, “Brother, don't misunderstand! Mr. August is our savior!”

Baraz: “…”

Blue: “…”

Sabrina: “…”

August: “You’ve got a good eye for people!”

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