"Waaah, Xiao Bai, Little Dream is bullying me!"
The moment Su Hao stepped into the scenic Valley of Creation, a figure came flying toward him, tearfully complaining.
Little Mew, who had chased after it, was anxious inside but had no idea how to refute it, like that cat meme with a hundred mouths and no way to explain itself.
I'm an honest Mew! I don't bully Pokémon!
Little Mew really was quite an oddball.
Perhaps because it had not been led astray by bad company, it had never come into contact with the previous generation of Mew since its birth. As a result, it had not inherited that cruelly innocent personality, and its own nature leaned more toward the innocence and kindness common to most Pokémon.
In short, it had no ulterior motives, like a pure-hearted college student who had yet to graduate.
But little Hoopa was different.
Even after its Malice had been separated from it, being a troublemaker was still part of its fundamental nature.
Even if Su Hao used Incineroar's brain to think, he knew exactly what was going on.
He grabbed the "fake crying" little Hoopa by the scruff and said helplessly, "Stop acting. I brought you donuts. Want some?"
"Yes! Xiao Bai is the best!"
Little Hoopa's eyes lit up. It immediately tossed its troublemaker scheme aside and hung from Su Hao's arm like an accessory.
"Mew..."
Little Mew breathed a sigh of relief. It looked gratefully at Su Hao, who winked at it, then also pounced over and clung to his other free arm.
One had eyes full of donuts, while the other had eyes full of gratitude.
Little Hoopa and Little Mew perfectly ignored Zygarde, who had entered the Valley of Creation right behind Su Hao.
Naturally, Zygarde had no intention of bickering