When Musashi picked me up, Team Rocket was discussing whether to burn me along with the batch of failed experimental Pokémon.
She stuffed me into the hot air balloon and cursed, "Don't get me wrong, kid, I just need a handyman." Kojiro secretly bought me my first pair of shoes. Meow meow taught me how to read.
I have no household registration, no alliance certification, and I am not even qualified to receive the initial Pokémon. The sunny circuit of this world has never been open to me. So when I finally had the chance to take away a Gosanjia, I gave up and took away a Mimikyu that had been sentenced to destruction.
It tried its best to cover itself with rags, fearing to be seen.
Same as me.
The Alliance said my origins were unknown. Team Rocket said I was disobeying orders. Xiaozhi from Zhenxin Town asked me: "Are you a trainer or a member of Team Rocket?"
I can't tell the answer.
But Sakaki gave me the answer. He gave me identity, resources, legal license. He said: "The weak talk about bonds, the strong make the rules. Come with me."
I almost believed it.
Until I discovered that what he really wanted was not to rule Kanto, but to use an artificial creation core to obliterate the free will of all Pokémon and turn the entire world into a "perfect garden" under his management.
And my Mimikyuu was once the experimental subject of that plan.
That night, Musashi tore off the R letter on his uniform. Kojiro smashes the communicator. Meowth passed the coordinates of Team Rocket's base to Ash.
And I took Mimikyu with me and stood under the sun for the first time.
Children the world doesn't want should stand together.
Not to prove that we are worthy of love.
It is to prove that even what we are willing to believe is worthy of existence.
Reader comments
If the advantage of this book is that it is okay for daily writing, the disadvantage is that it is too daily.
If the advantage of this book is that it is okay for daily writing, the disadvantage is that it is too daily.