Pokemon: A New Path-Mewtwo Joins the Chat group[446]

"Long Time No See, Mewtwo."

Naoki chuckled as he greeted Mewtwo from a distance.

He still vividly remembered the last time Mewtwo visited the Pokémon Tavern—and ended up getting drunk.

"Mm."

Mewtwo responded with a deep, measured hum before shifting its gaze.

"Where is the World Tree?" it asked.

Naoki glanced at the group of uneasy Pokémon gathered behind Mewtwo. Setting aside the supplies he had brought with him, he gestured for them to follow.

"Come with me."

Mewtwo gave a silent nod. A blue glow shimmered in its eyes as its powerful psychic energy enveloped the Pokémon behind it, gently lifting them off the ground. Under its control, they followed Naoki through the air as he led the way.

After passing through the farmland and crossing the lake, the group stepped into a world that seemed entirely different.

Mewtwo's expression subtly shifted the moment they entered.

This space... was filled with an overwhelming presence of destruction.

Almost immediately, its piercing gaze locked onto a distant floating island, shrouded in ethereal flowers. There, resting in a brooding stillness, was a Pokémon unlike any other—a creature with an ominous aura and a terrifying presence.

Naoki followed Mewtwo's line of sight and quickly reassured it.

"That's Giratina—the ruler of this realm. Due to certain circumstances, the World Tree has been temporarily placed here. But don't worry, it won't interfere with you."

Hearing this, Mewtwo simply nodded, withdrawing its gaze and shifting its attention to another direction.

There, standing like a pillar between worlds, was an incredibly massive, towering tree.

Its dense canopy of leaves glowed with a vibrant green luminescence, pulsating with an aura of life. A fresh, rich scent filled the air, giving a sense of purity and tranquility.

Mewtwo murmured to itself.

"...Is that the World Tree?"

Naoki hummed in response.

"That's right. What you're seeing now is only its outer structure. The real wonder lies within. Come on, let's take a closer look."

Without hesitation, Naoki stepped forward.

As they approached the floating sky island where the World Tree stood, the Pokémon following Mewtwo began to marvel in awe.

This tree was beyond enormous!

Mewtwo, too, gazed upward. The sheer vastness of the World Tree's canopy seemed endless, its dense foliage stretching far beyond sight. The sunlight filtering through the leaves created a mesmerizing spectacle.

For the first time in a long while, Mewtwo felt small.

But what truly astonished the Pokémon was not just the size of the tree—it was the air itself.

The atmosphere here was different. The breeze was refreshing, carrying a warmth that made them feel at ease. A sense of peace filled their chests, as if they had found the sanctuary they had been searching for.

The expressions of Sawsbuck, Venusaur, Blastoise, and Wigglytuff were filled with joy as they took in their surroundings.

Could this be the paradise they had been looking for all this time?

Mewtwo had been observing its companions closely. Seeing their reactions, it made a decision.

Naoki smiled, as if sensing the shift in Mewtwo's thoughts.

"Don't rush—come inside and take a proper look."

With that, he stepped through the entrance, leading them in.

Mewtwo followed at the very end, but before stepping inside, it turned its gaze toward Giratina once more.

As Naoki walked ahead, he glanced back, noticing Mewtwo's actions.

"Is it... wary of Giratina?" Naoki thought to himself.

Then again, Mewtwo was incredibly territorial. A Pokémon of its caliber wouldn't take lightly to the presence of another strong entity.

Just as Naoki was pondering, Mewtwo's voice echoed in his mind.

"Will this tree remain here forever?"

Naoki was momentarily taken aback. Then, he understood what Mewtwo was truly asking.

He shook his head.

"Of course not. In one more month, by June, the World Tree will reach full maturity."

"When that time comes, Giratina will use its power to lift it into the sky. After that, this place will belong solely to you and the others—no humans will ever disturb you."

Mewtwo fell silent, contemplating the words carefully.

After a long pause, it finally spoke again.

"What about you? Will you come to live on the World Tree as well?"

Naoki was caught off guard.

"Me?"

...Did Mewtwo not want him there?

But before Naoki could let the thought fester, Mewtwo saw right through him.

It quickly clarified:

"No. That's not what I meant. I have no objections to your presence. I was simply curious—after all, this tree was planted by you. We also want to express our gratitude for providing us with such a place."

Naoki paused for a moment, then chuckled.

"So that's what you meant."

He shook his head with a lighthearted smile.

"No, I won't be living here. I have my own responsibilities elsewhere."

After all, he still had a ranch to take care of.

If Naoki were ever asked to abandon his ranch and live permanently on the World Tree, he would be reluctant.

Mewtwo nodded at his response.

Naoki added, "However, I'll still visit from time to time to check on everyone and see if there's anything I can help with."

As they spoke, the group made their way through the winding tunnels within the tree, eventually arriving at the World Tree Elevator.

Naoki took a moment to explain how it worked, teaching each Pokémon one by one. The method was simple—just jump onto the glowing green energy bubbles, and they would gently carry them upward.

Immediately, some of the more playful Pokémon became fascinated by the mechanism.

Pikachu, Meowth, and Purrloin were particularly eager, their curious eyes lighting up as they hopped onto the bubbles.

Although they were cloned Pokémon, they were no different from regular Pokémon in spirit. They still retained the innocent, playful nature that Pokémon were known for.

Perhaps because they had spent so much of their lives in confinement and suppression, everything about this place fascinated them.

Once Naoki finished his explanation, the excited Pokémon immediately began bouncing on the bubbles, laughing and playing as if they had discovered a new toy.

Naoki and Mewtwo stood off to the side, watching.

After a while, Naoki turned to Mewtwo and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

Mewtwo: "…"

It turned away, its voice calm yet firm. "Let's keep moving forward."

Hearing Mewtwo's command, the playing Pokémon paused their fun and quickly fell back in line, following obediently.

Seeing this, Naoki didn't press the matter further and instead continued leading them toward the upper levels of the World Tree.

Soon, the elevator carried them to a vast open meadow atop the World Tree.

What lay before them was unlike anything the Pokémon had ever seen.

Scattered across the vibrant grassy fields were strangely shaped buildings, a seamless blend of nature and craftsmanship.

They resembled human-made houses, yet they carried an undeniable Pokémon charm.

From afar, Mewtwo saw a group of Pokémon wrapping berries in large leaves and carrying them into one of the buildings.

Naoki gestured toward the structures and said, "Welcome to the headquarters of the Hero's Expedition Guild."

"As you can see, all these buildings were built specifically for the expedition team."

He began pointing them out one by one.

"That over there is the Pokémon dormitory where everyone sleeps.

Over here, we have the guild headquarters— the heart of the Expedition Team.

To the left, we have the item shop, where Pokémon can trade for supplies.

Further ahead, there's the cafeteria and a sushi restaurant.

And right in the middle? That's the park, where Pokémon can relax and enjoy themselves."

Mewtwo's usually stoic expression showed a flicker of surprise.

Naoki smirked, amused by its reaction.

"That's right," he continued, "All of these shops, facilities, and services are run entirely by Pokémon. Not a single human is involved."

Mewtwo murmured in disbelief, "Such a thing actually exists..."

Naoki grinned. "Never underestimate what Pokémon can do."

Naoki then turned to Mewtwo's group of Pokémon and began explaining their potential roles.

"Charizard can help provide fire for warmth.

Blastoise can use Water Gun to assist in watering crops.

Venusaur's Grass-type abilities can help maintain plant life.

Pikachu and Mareep can generate electricity for the guild's power supply.

Mudbray can help till the land, while Purrolin and Bunnelby can act as messengers, delivering letters to and from the World Tree."

Hearing Naoki's words, the Pokémon couldn't hide their amazement.

Every time he called out a Pokémon's name, their eyes would light up, filled with excitement.

For so long, these cloned Pokémon had struggled to find a purpose. But here, they had the chance to contribute, to live just like normal Pokémon.

Yet, there were still some who remained unsure.

Some of the Pokémon—particularly a timid Skiddo standing in the back— still carried the fear of their past.

Naoki immediately noticed the little Skiddo trembling slightly, its expression full of hesitation and uncertainty.

It reminded him of his own three Gogoat back at the ranch—Pokémon that once struggled but had now grown into strong and reliable companions.

However, if Naoki remembered correctly, there was no Pokémon called Skiddo in Mewtwo Strikes Back.

Not only was there a Skiddo, but also a Mareep, Mudbray, Bunnelby, and Purrloin standing beside it.

Naoki glanced at Mewtwo with curiosity. Had it taken in these Pokémon as well?

Mewtwo's voice suddenly echoed in his mind through telepathy:

"They were once Pokémon who suffered at the hands of humans."

Hearing this, Naoki immediately understood.

No wonder these Pokémon seemed so anxious and wary…

Naoki knelt down gently and reached out to touch Skiddo's forehead.

"Don't be scared," he said softly. "No one will hurt you here. You can live in peace, without worries."

Skiddo blinked, still uncertain.

Naoki smiled and added, "You know, I also have three Gogoats back at my ranch. They used to be just like you—timid and unsure. But they grew up to be strong, dependable Pokémon.

"When I have the chance, I'll bring them up here so you can meet them."

Skiddo hesitated for a moment.

Then, slowly, a bright, hopeful smile spread across its face.

"Baa~!" Skiddo let out a cheerful cry, its once-nervous posture relaxing.

Mewtwo observed this moment in silence.

Watching its once-fearful Skiddo smile for the first time in a long while, it felt something within itself loosen.

It seemed they had truly come to the right place.

As Mewtwo's group settled in, the Pokémon who originally lived in the World Tree began to gather.

They had all been informed yesterday that new Pokémon would be arriving today.

And so, bright and early, they had gathered in eager anticipation.

Leading the welcoming party was Arboliva, Tropius, Treecko, Milotic, and the three Tatsugiri.

Arboliva was the first to step forward, greeting the new arrivals warmly.

Tropius cheerfully handed over fresh fruit from its neck as a gift of welcome.

The three Tatsugiri were practically bouncing with excitement.

With the arrival of new Pokémon, does this mean they can finally recruit more helpers for the sushi restaurant?

Which one should they pick first?

After a moment of silence, one of the Tatsugiri suddenly called out.

"Tats?!" (Are there any Pokémon willing to help out at our sushi restaurant?!)

Sushi restaurant? Help?

Mewtwo and the group of Pokémon following it were momentarily stunned.

Naoki furrowed his brow slightly.

He stepped forward, picked up the three Tatsugiri, and spoke to them in a patient tone.

"Don't be so hasty. The most important thing right now is to hold a welcome banquet for our new friends. Once they're familiar with the place, then you can invite them to help at the sushi restaurant."

After all, the sushi restaurant wasn't even fully set up yet—there weren't any pots, pans, or utensils! Even if they recruited helpers now, they wouldn't be able to start serving food just yet.

"Tatsu…"

The three Tatsugiri let out small, disappointed sounds but quickly accepted the decision. If that was the case, they could always recruit workers later!

It was already noon, and Mewtwo's group, who had been traveling through the night, hadn't eaten yet. Some of the Pokémon even had their stomachs growling in hunger.

Seeing this, Arboliva immediately understood what needed to be done.

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It quickly turned to the Treeckos, and in the next moment, several Pokémon rushed to the storage warehouse. Before long, they returned carrying a large pile of freshly picked berries, laying them out in front of the hungry newcomers.

"Go ahead and eat!" Naoki said with a warm smile.

Despite their hunger, the Pokémon didn't pounce on the food like a starving pack. Instead, they stepped forward in an orderly fashion, politely picking up berries with their paws before eating them contentedly.

Mewtwo, however, remained in place without making a move.

Naoki noticed and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Mewtwo shook its head. "I'm not very hungry."

Naoki thought for a moment and came to a realization. Perhaps, like other Legendary Pokémon, Mewtwo could replenish its energy by absorbing the natural energy of its surroundings rather than consuming food.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Pokémon thoroughly enjoyed their meal.

After lunch, Naoki led Mewtwo and its group on a tour of the Expedition Guild.

Passing through the lush greenery, they arrived at an expansive orchard filled with berry trees.

Awe spread across the faces of the Pokémon.

'There were so many berries here!'

Naoki gestured toward the trees and explained, "This is our orchard, dedicated to growing fruit trees. The berries you ate for lunch were picked from here."

"These trees naturally produce berries on a regular basis, so you don't have to worry about running out of food."

Since the orchard was nourished by the energy of the World Tree, it could continuously bear fruit. In essence, this was one of the most fertile places in the entire Pokémon world.

The group continued forward, leaving the orchard and arriving at a vast stretch of open farmland.

This area, located north of the Expedition Guild, had rich soil, abundant sunlight, and a clear stream running through it. At the end of the stream stood a water-powered mill, used for grinding grains into flour.

Naoki planned to develop this land into a dedicated Pokémon farm, cultivating crops such as rice, wheat, carrots, pumpkins, watermelons, soybeans, and corn.

Pikachu curiously looked around and raised a question.

"Pika, Pikachu?" (What is this land going to be used for?)

The Rotom Phone quickly translated the question.

Naoki smiled. "This will be farmland for growing crops."

Hearing this, Meowth tilted its head in confusion. "Meow?" (But there's already a big orchard over there. Why do we need more crops?)

Naoki chuckled. "There's more to food than just fruit. If you ate berries every day, you'd get sick of them pretty quickly, right?"

"That's why I plan to grow other ingredients here—like rice, wheat, and vegetables. Rice can be made into sushi or fried rice, and wheat can be ground into flour to bake soft, sweet bread or steamed buns."

"Corn can also be ground into corn flour. And if you use a special machine, you can even make popcorn. Add some fresh Moomoo Milk, and you get caramel-flavored popcorn—it's delicious!"

"Then there are crops like carrots, pumpkins, potatoes, and watermelons, which can all be used to prepare different meals."

Hearing this, some of the Pokémon started drooling at the thought of all the delicious food.

Mewtwo, however, remained calm and silent.

It listened carefully to Naoki's explanation, and a question surfaced in its mind.

Can Pokémon really manage all of these complex tasks like humans?

By now, Mewtwo had seen Naoki's grand vision—he wanted to turn the World Tree into a sustainable Pokémon paradise, a place where Pokémon of all kinds could live together and thrive.

A guild, a Heroes' Expedition Team, a self-sufficient Pokémon community…

"Was this all for Mew?" Mewtwo mused to itself.

Thinking back to the handcrafted snacks Mew carried with it—delicacies prepared by humans—Mewtwo suddenly realized just how much this human, Naoki, cared about Mew.

No wonder Mew liked him so much.

In comparison, the humans Mewtwo had encountered in its own past… were an entirely different story.

Regardless of its own will, Mewtwo had been created by human scientists and used as a weapon. Giovanni had sought to control it, to turn it into his ultimate tool.

But then, a boy named Ash had shown Mewtwo another side of humanity.

Through Ash, Mewtwo learned that not all humans were selfish, cruel, and power-hungry.

There were those who remained pure-hearted, who treated Pokémon with genuine care, and who were even willing to risk their lives to protect them.

After guiding the Pokémon on a brief tour of the World Tree, Naoki decided to step back and give them time to adjust.

"No matter how much I explain, it's best for you to experience life here for yourselves," he said.

Before leaving, Naoki turned to Mewtwo. "By the way, the World Tree isn't just this surface area—there's also an ocean beneath it, where Water-type Pokémon can live more comfortably."

Mewtwo gave a slight nod. "I understand."

With its telepathic abilities, it had already sensed that the internal structure of the tree was far more vast than it had expected.

"If any of the Water-type Pokémon in your group aren't used to living here on land, you can take them there," Naoki continued.

He glanced at the Water-type Pokémon standing behind Mewtwo—Gyarados, Blastoise, Golduck, and Vaporeon.

Mewtwo's response was as concise as ever. "Understood."

With everything settled, Naoki turned to leave. He planned to return in a few days, after preparing more supplies—furniture, kitchenware, tools, and various machines to support the Expedition Guild.

...

With Naoki gone, the Pokémon were left to explore and settle into their new home.

Arboliva and the Treeckos continued tending the orchard, while Milotic occasionally used Rain Dance to help with watering.

Mewtwo's group of Pokémon stood to the side, watching everything with curiosity.

At first, Arboliva had been concerned that the newcomers wouldn't adapt well.

But soon, it became clear that many of them were eager to participate. Some even volunteered to help with the planting right away.

Seeing this, Arboliva let out a relieved sigh.

As the cloned Pokémon chatted with their new companions, they were surprised to learn that the berries they had eaten earlier had been grown by the Pokémon here.

Then, a realization struck them.

Throughout their journey, Mewtwo had always been the one finding food for them, making sure they had enough to eat.

Now… could they grow berries themselves and give them to Mewtwo as thanks?

Excitement spread among them.

Their tired expressions were replaced with determination—they wanted to plant their own trees and personally gift the fruit to Mewtwo.

With this newfound motivation, the bond between the two groups of Pokémon grew even stronger.

After much effort, the three Tatsugiri finally managed to recruit their first employees for the sushi restaurant!

Their new hires were:

Venusaur → Head Chef; Vaporeon → Customer Service & Promotion; Golduck → Waiter

As for the Tatsugiri themselves? Of course, they would remain at the counter, overseeing the entire operation!

Mewtwo did not participate in any of this.

Instead, it floated silently in the air, watching the Pokémon below.

Seeing the cloned Pokémon living alongside others, working together, and enjoying themselves like any ordinary Pokémon, a strange emotion welled up within Mewtwo.

For the first time in a long while…

Pikachu and Meowth had never liked living in caves. To them, it felt too much like a prison.

One day, Meowth had looked up at the sky and said:

"The moon is round no matter where you look at it, and whether we're cloned or not, the same moon shines down on all of us."

That was right.

What did it matter if they were clones?

They all lived in the same world. They all saw the same round moon. There was no difference between them.

They were all Pokémon.

Mewtwo's eyes softened as it watched them. It, too, had the right to live in this world and enjoy its beauty with everyone else.

Wasn't this peaceful life exactly what it had always longed for?

With that thought, Mewtwo descended into Pokémon Park, ready to explore this new place alongside its companions.

Whether it was farming, using human tools, or running a shop, if there ever came a time when it was needed, Mewtwo would gladly help.

For the first time in its existence, it wanted to experience life not as a weapon, but as just another Pokémon.

Maybe one day, it could even plant crops with the others, harvest them when ripe, and turn them into delicious meals to enjoy together.

A simple, ordinary life. But one filled with warmth.

As the sun began to set, Arboliva was preparing a banquet to welcome the newcomers.

Seeing Mewtwo approaching, Pikachu and Meowth eagerly waved it over.

Mewtwo nodded slightly before floating toward them.

Excited, Pikachu and Meowth began chattering about what they had done that afternoon.

"Pika Pikachu!" (We're going to plant berries with Arboliva and the others!)

"Meow~" (We planted them ourselves, and when they grow, we're going to give them to you, Mewtwo! Meow~)

Mewtwo blinked in surprise. "You… want to give them to me?"

Pikachu and Meowth both nodded enthusiastically.

"Pikapi!" (Of course! You always helped us find food before. Now it's our turn to grow berries for you!)

Mewtwo was stunned.

It had never experienced something like this before.

It had spent most of its existence isolated—either feared, controlled, or alone. It had always taken care of others, but no one had ever thought to do something for it before.

Before Mewtwo could say anything else, the banquet preparations were complete.

Charizard stepped forward to help light the fire.

Arboliva had asked it to use its Flamethrower, and Charizard had readily agreed. It was delighted that the Pokémon here treated it like any other Pokémon, not as some kind of clone.

Opening its mouth, Charizard unleashed a controlled stream of fire, and within seconds, the pile of firewood was crackling with warm, golden flames.

The firelight flickered in the eyes of the Pokémon gathered around.

Everyone sat in silence, eating their berries and fruit, reflecting on the unbelievable day they had just experienced.

For the first time, they had found a true home.

They had been welcomed.

Not only that, but the Pokémon here had shared food with them, and now they were holding a banquet just to celebrate their arrival.

It almost felt like a dream.

Clone Meowth gazed up at the sky, searching for the moon.

But in this strange realm, the moon was nowhere to be seen.

Quietly, it murmured, "Meow…" (I hope I never wake up from this dream, meow…)

The other Pokémon didn't speak, but their expressions showed they felt the same way.

Tropius, Milotic, and Arboliva exchanged confused glances.

After a while, Treecko tilted its head and asked, "Treec?" (Are you worried about something?)

The cloned Pokémon hesitated.

Before they could answer, Tatsugiri spoke up.

"Tatsu!" (Why not ask the wise Slowking?)

"Tatsu!" (If you have a problem, Slowking will help!)

"Tatsu!" (That's right! Slowking knows everything!)

Slowking?

Hearing the name, the cloned Pokémon looked at each other in confusion.

Who was that?

Seeing their puzzled faces, Arboliva thought for a moment and then decided to take them to see Slowking.

The fire was extinguished, and the group of Pokémon set off, moving through the dense forest toward a clearing.

In the center of the clearing stood a large, flat stone.

And sitting atop that stone was Slowking—silent, still, gazing up at the sky in deep thought.

In front of Slowking, a small pile of berries had been placed.

They had been gathered and offered by Arboliva and the others.

Standing nearby, the Pokémon of the World Tree watched as their new companions approached, preparing for their turn to ask questions.

Tatsugiri was perched on Tropius' back, eagerly explaining the process:

"Tatsu!" (Just line up and ask Slowking your questions one by one!)

The cloned Pokémon exchanged glances, their expressions mixed with curiosity and uncertainty, before quietly lining up.

Even Mewtwo joined them.

It watched the sage-like Pokémon sitting atop the stone, its gaze filled with wisdom, and murmured to itself:

"A great sage who knows everything? I wonder… will it be able to answer my question?"

The first Pokémon to step forward was Clone Meowth and Clone Pikachu.

They had been debating this question for a long time, yet no matter how much they pondered, they had never found an answer.

So, they asked:

"What is the meaning of life?"

Slowking blinked slowly and studied the two Pokémon before him.

Then, after a brief moment of thought, he spoke:

"The meaning of life… lies within you."

"Pikapi?"

"Meow?"

Pikachu and Meowth tilted their heads, puzzled.

Slowking continued:

"Do what you truly wish to do. Follow your heart. When you feel joy in what you're doing, that is the meaning of your life."

Hearing this, the two Pokémon fell silent, deep in thought.

What they truly wanted…

Right now, all they wanted was to plant berries with their new friends, to live a good life together on the World Tree.

Thinking back to the excitement and satisfaction they had felt while planting trees that afternoon, something clicked within them.

Was that their purpose?

Slowly, a smile spread across their faces.

They stepped aside, satisfied, their doubts erased.

From now on, they would cherish this life they had found and live happily alongside everyone else.

Next up was Clone Charizard.

It looked at Slowking and asked in a confused, yet slightly pained voice:

"Roaaar?" (Why do Pokémon fight each other? Wouldn't it be better if everyone lived together peacefully?)

Slowking sighed, as if he had been asked this question many times before.

"Because not all Pokémon think that way. Where there are Pokémon, there will be battles. Some fight over food, others over territory. Conflict is part of life."

"Roar…"

Charizard seemed to understand. But even so, it didn't like it.

It just wanted to live peacefully with its new friends.

The next few Pokémon all had their own questions.

Some asked, "Why do Pokémon battle?"

Others wondered, "What does it truly mean to become stronger?"

One Pokémon even asked, "How do you make the best-tasting food?"

Each time, Slowking answered patiently, guiding them with his wisdom.

Finally, Mewtwo stepped forward.

It gazed at Slowking, its piercing blue eyes meeting the sage's calm stare.

Then, in a deep voice, it asked the question that had haunted it for years:

"Why do I exist?"

The clearing fell into silence.

Slowking blinked.

Then, it studied Mewtwo carefully.

A troubled expression appeared on Slowking's face.

"Hmmm… that's a difficult question…"

Mewtwo remained silent, waiting.

Slowking continued watching it before asking:

"Tell me… who are you?"

Mewtwo responded immediately:

"I am Mewtwo."

Slowking nodded.

"And how did you come to this place?"

Mewtwo hesitated for a moment before replying:

"We were invited here by Mew. I brought them with me."

Slowking shifted his gaze toward the other Pokémon.

Then, with a knowing look, he slowly spoke:

"You brought them here… to protect them, didn't you? To help them find a home?"

Mewtwo froze, realization dawning on its face.

Slowking's wise eyes gleamed as he continued in a gentle tone:

"It seems… that you already found the answer before you even asked."

...

Three days had passed.

During that time, Naoki had been busy in town, gathering machines, furniture, and supplies for the Expedition Guild.

By noon, he had finally completed his shopping list.

Now, it was time to deliver everything to the World Tree.

"Hold on," Calyrex, the King of Bountiful Harvests, said calmly.

Placing down its Rotom Phone, Calyrex's eyes glowed with a brilliant blue light.

A moment later—

POOF!

Naoki and the entire pile of supplies vanished instantly reappearing at the World Tree.

For the past three days, Naoki had deliberately stayed away, letting the Pokémon adjust to their new life on their own.

Now, as he looked around, he realized—

Not much had changed.

The sushi restaurant remained closed, and three Tatsugiri lay in the Fountain, lazily blowing bubbles.

Nearby, Purrolin and Bunnelby lounged comfortably on a park bench, enjoying the gentle afternoon breeze

As soon as Naoki arrived, two Pokémon immediately turned their curious gazes toward him.

"Hello!" Naoki greeted them with a smile. "Where are the other Pokémon?"

"Meow~"

Purrolin stretched lazily, extending its paws as it let out a relaxed yawn.

With a graceful leap off the bench, it began leading the way.

Bunnelby followed closely behind.

The three Tatsugiri perked up excitedly upon seeing Naoki.

"Tatsu! Tatsu!"

Naoki, who had snacked on translation seed crsips earlier, instantly understood their meaning.

These three little sushi-loving Pokémon were eagerly asking if he had brought the ingredients to make sushi—they couldn't wait to get started!

Naoki let out a small sigh, amused. "Of course, I brought everything. But did you find enough Pokémon to help out?"

The Tatsugiri nodded rapidly and enthusiastically began updating Naoki on the current state of the sushi restaurant.

As of now, they had successfully recruited three Pokémon employees:

Venusaur – Head Chef

Uses Vine Whip to grab ingredients Uses Razor Leaf to expertly slice vegetables

Vaporeon – Waiter & Dishwasher

Attracts customers outside Uses Water Gun to wash dishes

Golduck – Server

Delivers sushi to customers efficiently

Naoki blinked in surprise.

Their job assignments were surprisingly well thought out—each Pokémon's role perfectly suited their natural abilities.

"Alright," Naoki said, chuckling. "Let me talk to Mewtwo first, then I'll come back and teach you how to properly run the restaurant."

"Tatsu!"

The Tatsugiri splashed excitedly in the fountain.

Naoki turned to Purrolinand Bunnelby. "I'll leave it to you two to lead the way."

The two Pokémon nodded happily and trotted ahead, guiding him through the guild area and into the forest beyond.

As they moved through the dense greenery, Naoki spotted Charizard napping comfortably under a tree.

Further ahead, Bulbasaur stood atop a small hill, lazily enjoying the sunlight.

Beyond the forest, orchards and farmland stretched across the landscape.

There weren't many Pokémon in the orchards at the moment, and Naoki didn't see Mewtwo among them.

So, he continued forward.

As he stepped onto the wide-open plains, he finally spotted Mewtwo—along with a large group of Pokémon.

Among them were:

Mudsdale, Skiddo, Mareep, Sandslash, Lilligant, Rhydon Tropius

At this moment, Mewtwo was leading the group in cultivating the land.

Some Pokémon—like Mudsdale and Sandslash—were using moves like Dig and Rototiller to loosen the soil.

Others stood nearby, observing and waiting for their turn to assist in planting crops.

However, Mewtwo was on a completely different level.

Using its tremendous psychic power, Mewtwo was literally reshaping the landscape with telekinesis.

With a mere flicker of its glowing eyes—

The entire field of soil lifted into the air, particles suspended mid-motion, rotating and shifting in perfect synchrony.

The earth churned effortlessly, the loose dirt settling exactly where it needed to be.

The once hard-packed soil of the plains had turned soft and fertile—perfect for farming.

Naoki stood frozen, staring in disbelief.

Was Mewtwo… farming?!

At that moment, Mewtwo sensed his presence and halted its telekinetic work, turning to face him.

Naoki quickly collected himself and said, "I came to deliver some supplies. Since you've already tilled the land, you might as well plant the crop seeds I brought."

On the World Tree, there was no restriction on seasonal crops. Anything that could grow on Earth could be cultivated here as well.

Mewtwo gave a small nod. It was already close to noon, so it decided to break for lunch before continuing its work.

As the group made their way back to the guild, Naoki witnessed something even more astonishing.

Back at the guild, Mewtwo hovered over a collection of berries, enveloping them in a soft, telekinetic glow.

With effortless precision, it levitated a dozen wooden cups, then crushed the berries midair, extracting the fresh juice with supernatural finesse.

Naoki froze in place.

Mewtwo was… cooking?!

He wasn't sure which was more unbelievable—Mewtwo making drinks or the fact that it even had wooden cups to serve them in.

Wait… where did those come from?

A new realization hit Naoki.

If he remembered correctly, Mewtwo wasn't just powerful—it had a host of extraordinary abilities beyond battle.

Psychic manipulation (lifting objects, controlling movement), Weather alteration Memory erasure & mental influence, Rewriting technology (it once reprogrammed a cloning machine in Mewtwo Strikes Back!)

Could Mewtwo have actually crafted those wooden cups itself?!

Naoki's brain short-circuited for a moment.

He imagined Giovanni's reaction if he ever found out…

The most powerful Pokémon ever created—Team Rocket's ultimate weapon—was out here, plowing fields and making juice…

Giovanni would probably implode on the spot.

As Naoki mentally processed the absurdity of it all, Mewtwo finished pouring the drinks and floated one over to him.

"Thank you!" Naoki accepted it with a grateful nod.

Mewtwo's demeanor was so composed, so methodical—it almost felt more human than Pokémon.

Naoki suddenly recalled something.

Right! The Rotom Phone!

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a brand-new Rotom Phone and casually tossed it over.

Mewtwo instinctively caught it with its psychic power, glancing down with a puzzled look.

Naoki grinned. "That's a Rotom Phone. With this, you can contact me anytime. If you need something, just message me, and I'll send it over."

With that, he swiftly added Mewtwo to a special chat group.

Before handing the Rotom Phone to Mewtwo, Naoki had already registered an account for it and added himself as a contact.

At the same time, Giratina and Calyrex received a notification on their device.

[Mewtwo has joined the chat!]