Chapter 144 The Forest of Confusion

Be reasonable.

This was the first time Kashiwagi knew that Tutu Dog's [Sketch] could be used in this way.

Rely on drawing to trigger moves.

If you don't draw fast enough, will your opponent easily take the lead?

——In any case, the calligrapher’s Tutu dog was much stronger than he expected. Therefore, he also came to the conclusion that regardless of whether the blue-talented trainers were novices, their Pokémon would definitely not be at the novice level anyway.

Whether it's Pippi or a duck, including the Tutu dog in front of me.

It's just that as a calligrapher's Pokémon, it's a pity that Tutu Dog can't use its moves by writing. It might be more interesting if instead of drawing a line of thunder, you write the word thunder.

It will give people the feeling of a Taoist priest drawing talismans.

Of course, this is a bit difficult for "Dog". Maybe Tutu Dog's [Sketching] is used by drawing, and writing cannot trigger it.

in the screen.

The calligrapher found that he had defeated the wild trainer, and a smiley face appeared on his head, as if the pressure in his heart had been relieved a little.

It seems that Pokémon battles have also become an excellent outlet for her.

But unlike a chef who has a clear goal, for her, battles, travel and even gym challenges are just boring entertainment.

A calligrapher who started out as a calligrapher since childhood and has always enjoyed praise from others, experienced such a huge Waterloo in life for the first time and could no longer see the way forward.

So the excitement after winning lasted only a short while.

She headed towards Black Gold City again.

As the background gradually becomes dim and dim, night is approaching.

The calligrapher who failed to find the Pokémon Center had to find a way to spend the night on his own. He had no choice but to set up a tent and light a campfire and managed to finish it, but cooking was really not what he was good at.

The first time she tried a picnic, she naturally created a pot of garbage.

[You regret not buying some ready-to-eat food, and the hunger in your belly makes you feel confused]

Seeing a mess of black lines flying on the heads of the calligrapher, Tutu Dog and Monini, Kashiwagi couldn't help but smile.

While it's still not completely dark.

The calligrapher put out the bonfire and took the two Pokémon into the forest, trying to find some berries to satisfy his hunger.

The forest at dusk was quiet and desolate. The calligrapher had never felt such an atmosphere before, and he was fascinated for a while.

But there is no doubt that as a novice traveling for the first time, she quickly got lost without doing enough homework, and returned to the origin of Tutu Dog's records again and again.

I saw that half of the sky was dark.

She asked Tutu Dog and Monini if ​​they had any good ideas.

It's a pity that one can only write and leave marks, and the other can only imitate the expressions and movements of the one in front of him.

This makes calligraphers extremely irritated.

[You are hungry and tired, and you can't help but vent your emotions to the two Pokémon. But before you speak, you suddenly recall the comments of the people around you and what the curator said to you - "He is obviously a young man. , but the words you write are exactly like a template, as if you were writing to win an award. You are completely invisible as a person."]

[You realize that they are like a reflection of your soul, showing your dull and imitative sides. You have no position to accuse them at all]

[Your intense mood cools down quickly]

Suddenly.

The screen suddenly moved upward.

A little girl in white squatting under the tree appeared in front of Kashiwagi.

The latter's head was constantly floating with moaning and crying phrases like "woo woo woo woo". Combined with the hazy forest at dusk and sunset, it looked extremely eerie even without the addition of background music.

He couldn't help but get some goosebumps.

dusk.

In neon’s magical moment, all kinds of monsters and ghosts will appear.

Immediately, the calligrapher and the two Pokémon also discovered the crying girl. "..." kept flying on her head, probably wavering between fear and hesitation.

I'm worried that the other person is a ghost, but also worried that the other person is really in trouble.

Tangled for a while.

The calligrapher probably couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience, so he took the initiative to lean over.

[You found a mysterious little girl deep in the forest. After some hesitation, you decided to ask the girl if she needed help]

The four people outside the screen and inside the screen were worried, and their hearts trembled when the girl in white turned around!

Good thing.

The face that was revealed was a very ordinary, ugly crying face, not the three bloody holes in the horror story.

[You are very glad that you met a human being, and after asking, you learned that the person was separated from his parents and got lost, and accidentally fell from a tree and sprained his foot, causing him to be unable to stand up]

[You saw her crying face, picked her up and went to find her parents]

Seeing that the calligrapher carried the girl on his back regardless of her dirty clothes.

Kashiwagi was a little surprised. He thought that judging from the calligrapher's previous performance, he would be the kind of person who, even if he showed kindness, would still be aloof and arrogant.

Never thought of being so informal.

The light screen quickly turned black.

Night falls.

The calligrapher, who was carrying the girl on his back, followed her guidance and moved forward. The two Pokémon followed behind him and looked around nervously.

It was clear that he was still suffering from getting lost earlier, but at this time, the calligrapher was not in a hurry at all, and walked forward slowly, step by step.

[You notice a light shining in the distance and a call coming from the distance]

She moved closer to the light, and in an instant she met two adults holding flashlights and looking anxious.

There is no doubt that they are the girl's parents.

[You told the girl’s parents what happened to the little girl. The girl’s parents thanked you very much and invited you to dinner]

The calligrapher followed the girl's parents to a camp.

The bonfire in the middle released warm light, and a metal cauldron was placed on it. Although the bottom was burnt to a black color, there was still a lingering aroma flying from it.

A string of "goo" bubbles appeared on the calligrapher's head.

The girl's family all had smiling faces.

[During dinner, you learned that the family of three was going to Black Gold City to meet relatives, and the girl’s father heard that you were planning to challenge the gym and decided to give you a ride]

[You agreed very happily]

While eating, the calligrapher observed the camp.

The girl's parents were obviously much more professional than her, and the camp in the forest was warm and tidy.

Eating the steaming food, looking at the smiling faces of the people and Pokémon around him, and recalling everything today, the calligrapher's heart suddenly felt itchy.

Turn around.

She realized that the tent and bag were still at the original location, so she asked the girl's mother, who knew the way, to search with her.

This time they didn't get lost again.

After getting her bag and looking at the calligraphy tools inside, she could no longer suppress the strong desire to write in her heart.

First time back at girls parents camp.

The calligrapher borrowed the cooking table from the girl's parents, quickly laid out the rice paper, and asked the Tutu dog to help her grind ink.

Although the new member of the team, Monini, knew nothing about this, he knew how to imitate, so he also came to help Tutu Dog.

then.

Under the extremely confused gazes of the girl's family, the calligrapher calmly wrote down a word——

"forest."

A handwriting that does not belong to copying but belongs only to her.

Looking at them, the calligrapher felt proud for the first time.

[When you think about what you saw and heard today, you think that it is a forest that is silent at dusk, a forest that makes you wander when you are lost, a forest that is dark when you first meet a girl, and a forest that is illuminated by bonfires to warm the camp]

[You sit on the ground and laugh]

[You look at this picture, think of the curator's words again, and suddenly find the way forward]