I Want to Be Champion

A blank, void-like place.

Jing He sat cross-legged on what could barely be called "the ground," looking at the holy Arceus before him.

How had things ended up like this?

A gentle, calm voice tinged with helplessness echoed through the space.

It had merely wanted Jing He to help reinforce Super Djinn Hoopa's seal. How had things escalated so far? Jing He pinched his arm and shrugged. "Can't be helped. As a 'Pokémon psychologist,' I can't stand seeing Pokémon 'fall ill.'"

Arceus's eyes showed both irritation and amusement.

A 'Pokémon psychologist'? And then he had been influenced by those negative emotions, doing something so insane?

Jing He grinned.

"If I didn't experience those emotions myself, how could I operate? I had to make sure Hoopa wouldn't be affected by those emotions again."

Experience those emotions personally? Arceus looked at the smiling Jing He and remained silent for a long time.

Weren't you afraid?

"I was." Jing He put away his smile and nodded seriously.

Then why—

But he quickly broke into an even brighter smile.

"First, I really did want to test my and Gengar's limits. I just never had the nerve to put it into action. This time, the 'madness' hidden deep in my heart was stirred up."

"Second, I trusted my little ones, and I trusted the friends I'd made. Of course, that included you too, Arceus."

It was Arceus's Thousand Arms that had guided him here. Jing He did not think Arceus would have done nothing in the end.

"Can't be helped. I have a lot of friends."

Seeing Jing He's annoyingly smug expression, Arceus was angered into laughter.

But friends? It had never expected that Arceus itself would one day be considered a friend. It actually did not feel bad.

Jing He continued, "As for the