Pokemon: Spiritual Master-Chapter 404: Hatching! Brave? No, Just a Glutton!

"It's hatching now?" Cynthia looked utterly shocked.

Hatching amid explosions...

What kind of birth ceremony was this?

"On the day of your birth, the entire Dandelion Island erupted in blasts, cheering for your arrival!"

Gengar and the others also noticed the changes in the Pokémon Egg, turning their gazes toward it in unison.

Meanwhile, the Golem continued their self-destruct spree.

"Ku!!"

Kubfu's expression turned serious.

We must welcome our new companion with a glorious victory!

It was said that the bigger the commotion at birth, the greater the accomplishments in the future!

Hearing this, the little ones all rallied.

"Goka!"

Charcadet carefully held onto the now-cracked Pokémon Egg.

If it weren't for the fact that it had to keep holding the egg, it would have already charged at those Golem to knock them all out!

"Pokémon eggs need a quiet environment to hatch!"

Cynthia's voice was firm as she waved her hand. "Garchomp, Lucario—end the battle quickly!"

Johan's eye twitched.

A... quiet... environment?

"Dragon Rush!"

"Garrr—!!"

"Draaa—!!"

Garchomp and Dragonite both cloaked themselves in a massive aura of blue and purple dragon energy, then dove straight down from the sky.

BOOM! BOOM!!

Thunderous explosions erupted.

Crack! Crack!

The Pokémon Egg's surface was now covered in deep fissures.

It was like a bizarre symphony—one side exploding, the other hatching.

Tinkaton swung its hammer, Kubfu threw punches, Ninetales froze enemies in place, Gengar launched Shadow Balls...

Under their relentless attacks, the swarm of Golem was finally taken down, and the rockslide disaster was gradually put to an end.

With their foes defeated, the Pokémon all rushed back, gathering around the egg at a slight distance.

"Cha..."

Tinkaton blinked, absentmindedly stroking the handle of its hammer.

Am I about to become an older sister?

Even though it was the third Pokémon to join Johan's team, in terms of age, it was easily the youngest of the bunch.

"Ka-kaah?"

Gengar rested its chin on its hand, looking deeply thoughtful.

How should 'Johan's Hypnosis Technique' be passed down this time?

As the first inheritor of "Johan's Hypnosis," Gengar was seriously struggling with this dilemma.

Johan stepped forward, taking a deep breath.

No extravagant expectations—

As long as it hatched safely, that was enough!

He didn't care if it was naughty, gluttonous, or even if it couldn't eat—he just wanted the hatching process to go smoothly.

Cynthia stood beside him, feeling a rare sense of emotion.

It was such a privilege to witness the birth of a Pokémon again.

This was the beginning of a new life. A continuation of bonds.

When life met life, something new was always born.

At that moment, Cynthia found herself wanting to raise another Pokémon from an egg...

"It's happening," Cynthia whispered.

Johan nodded, keeping his eyes locked on the Pokémon Egg.

Crack! Crack—!

As the shell fractured, a small, dull-green horn poked through, pressing against the egg's surface.

Then, two tiny hands wiggled out, waving adorably.

The hatching was progressing smoothly.

"Looks like... a Larvitar?" Cynthia whispered.

"Haha..."

Johan let out a pained chuckle.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself, his heart still sank just a little.

But—

He quickly adjusted his mindset.

Healthy and happy—that was all that mattered.

Crack!

More fractures spread across the shell as the little one kept pushing against it with its head.

Finally—

The eggshell gave way, shattering completely.

And from within, a tiny figure emerged, still wearing half a piece of shell like a little helmet.

"Yoji..."

Larvitar slowly opened its red-rimmed eyes, gazing at Johan's face in its reflection.

Then, it let out a soft call.

Seeing this, Johan finally relaxed.

Good. It looked perfectly healthy.

Larvitar reached out, broke off a piece of eggshell, and stuffed it into its mouth.

Crunch. Crunch—

But this hatching was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Just as Johan, Cynthia, and the others were enjoying the moment, a sudden sound shattered the tranquility.

"Shaaa!!"

Leaves rustled violently as a figure leaped from the forest.

It was a Pokémon—its body dark yellow, resembling a mantis, wielding two massive black battle axes.

Its claws, shoulders, and facial "fur" were made of jagged stone.

Those two enormous axes gleamed coldly in the light, and its expression was eerily serious—like a warrior standing guard at the final gate.

Johan's eyes widened in surprise, while Cynthia, besides her shock, was mostly confused.

Because—

This was a Pokémon she had never seen before!

Cleaver!

"Species unknown! Species unknown! Rotom error—!!"

Rotom Pokédex immediately crashed.

Cleaver—the alternative evolution of Scyther.

A Pokémon from the Hisui region. Bug/Rock-type.

By all logic, this species should have gone extinct long ago.

Yet, here one was, right before their eyes!

Whoosh—

Cleaver raised one of its massive, battle-worn axes, pointing it directly at Johan and Cynthia.

It was clear—if they took another step forward, it would attack.

The more nicks and cracks on a Cleaver's axes, the more experienced it was in battle—meaning its blades had only gotten sharper over time.

And based on the earlier sounds...

The Golem rockslide was definitely orchestrated by this Cleaver.

"What is that Pokémon?" Cynthia couldn't help but ask.

"Yoji!"

Suddenly, before anyone could answer, a small green blur shot past Johan and Cynthia.

A moment later—

Cleaver's raised axe had a tiny green Pokémon hanging from it.

Larvitar had latched onto the blade, biting down hard.

Scrrrrch!

A sharp, grating sound rang out as Larvitar's sharp teeth dug into the axe's edge.

"Shaaa (⊙_⊙)??"

Not just Johan and Cynthia—even Cleaver itself looked completely dumbfounded.

What... what is this thing?!

This axe had been tempered through countless battles! Just because it had cracks didn't mean it was weak!

This was a warrior's blade—tough and unyielding—

Crack!!

Just as that thought formed, Cleaver felt it.

A shudder ran through its axe.

The sound of something... breaking.

And there it was—

A massive, bite-shaped chunk missing from the blade.

Larvitar, meanwhile, had fallen back onto the ground, happily chewing on the chunk of rock.

"Shaaa (⊙△⊙)??"

Cleaver was stunned.

Johan and Cynthia were stunned.

Even the Pokémon were stunned.

Cynthia suddenly giggled, covering her mouth.

"Such a brave little one."

Brave?

Johan's mouth twitched.

That wasn't bravery—

That was gluttony!

A reckless little fool! A walking stomach!

Wasn't that "Uxie's Claw" on its head supposed to increase its intelligence?!

Where's the wisdom, huh?!

"Shaaa!!"

Cleaver finally snapped out of it, enraged.

With a furious roar, it swung its other axe straight at Larvitar.

Johan's expression darkened. "Gengar!"

"Ka-kaah~!"

Gengar grinned wickedly, flickered forward, and locked eyes with Cleaver.

And just like that—

Cleaver collapsed into the dirt.

Fast asleep.

Johan walked up and scooped Larvitar into his arms.

Even as a newborn, Larvitar was already heavy.

"Yoji?"

Larvitar blinked, puffing out its cheeks as if chewing something hard—yet still refusing to spit it out.

Recognizing Johan, its eyes brightened.

It reached out its tiny hands for a hug.

This little one looked just like a mini dinosaur, with a rough greenish-gray body, a single blunt horn on its head, and a small wagging tail.

"Larvitar, the Rock Skin Pokémon. Rock/Ground-type. The baby form of Tyranitar. It has a voracious appetite, eating constantly while awake. It is said to be able to devour an entire mountain, Rotom!"

Johan's face twitched.

...Yeah, yeah, no need to remind me.

Crunch, crunch—

Larvitar happily finished off the axe blade.

Johan sighed.

So this was his new teammate...

Johan placed Larvitar back on the ground.

Cynthia crouched beside him, her golden eyes curving in amusement.

"A very cute little one."

...Cute?

Well, maybe.

As long as he ignored the inevitable food expenses.

Johan sighed deeply. "We should deal with that Cleaver first."

"Cleaver?"

Cynthia turned her gaze toward the unconscious Cleaver, which was still twitching slightly in its sleep.

Was it... dreaming about Larvitar?

"You know what this Pokémon is?"

Honestly, Cynthia had thought there were no Pokémon she wasn't familiar with.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a Pokémon from the Hisui region—or rather, an evolution line from back then," Johan explained.

"Or it could be that an ancient Hisuian relic caused a Scyther to evolve into Cleaver here."

Cleaver required a Black Augurite to evolve from Scyther.

"The Hisui region..." Cynthia murmured.

She didn't question how Johan knew this.

After all, he even had knowledge of Regigigas, Dialga, and Palkia.

A single Cleaver? Not surprising.

But Cynthia had a hunch—

This Cleaver might be the key to a major breakthrough in her research.

Johan, on the other hand, had no intention of capturing it.

Especially considering the high chance that it would mysteriously disappear within a few days.

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Gulp—

Larvitar finally swallowed the last chunk of Cleaver's axe.

"Yoji."

The little one looked down at its belly, patted it lightly...

Then, realizing it wasn't full yet, it cheerfully trotted toward its remaining eggshell.

And began crunching away.

The other Pokémon gathered around, watching with curiosity.

Eating rocks? Eating eggshells?

This little one... sure had a unique appetite.

"Yoji?"

Sensing the stares, Larvitar paused, looking up in confusion.

It glanced around at its new teammates, hesitating for a moment.

Then, as if making a grand decision—

"Yoji!"

Crack—!

It broke off a piece of eggshell, held it out, and grinned brightly.

"Yoji?"

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