Jing He: I'm the Bottom of the Barrel? (Double Chapter, Please Vote!)

"Gengar?"

Sensing the commotion, Gengar poked its head out from upstairs.

When it saw the two sides causing the disturbance, Gengar felt its brain shrink a little.

Oh no!

Mew had not come by in so long that it had subconsciously overlooked this problem.

"Mew?"

Round, adorable Mew looked at the fierce-looking Mewtwo before it, tilting its head in deep confusion.

It could sense its own aura from Mewtwo, giving it the feeling of seeing its own child.

At that thought, Mew's little face immediately turned pale.

Could this be the sort of surprise parenthood they showed on television?

It had not expected such a melodramatic plot to happen to it.

And since Mew could sense its aura on Mewtwo, Mewtwo could naturally sense the similarities between itself and Mew.

Mewtwo had actually always been curious.

Logically speaking, the strength it displayed was far from weak. Even the scientists who created it, as well as Sakaki, called it the "strongest Pokémon," so it had been curious about how exactly it had been created.

However, under Jing He's guidance, Mewtwo had gradually stopped caring so much about it.

Yet it had never expected—

That here, in Jing He's Coffee Shop, it would encounter the "original" of itself, a "clone."

And it was such a chubby, plump, ridiculously cute little fat cat?

This shook and distorted Mewtwo's understanding of itself to some extent.

For some reason.

The moment Mewtwo saw Mew, especially Mew in this form, a surge of anger rose from deep within it. Anger... at its failure to live up to expectations.

It, the Pokémon called the "strongest Pokémon," had an original form that... looked so harmless?

Even part of the self-image it had built up began to collapse.

"Mew?"

Mew blinked its large, round eyes at Jing He, confusion