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After they had played to their hearts' content and worn themselves out, Yan Yang suddenly remembered something. Turning to his childhood companions beside him, he asked, "By the way, did Pikachu's adventure team ever come back afterward?"

He wondered how that team of four Pokémon was doing now. In a year's time, had they already explored all of Kanto and the Johto Region?

The Pokémon that had always lived in this forest looked at one another, trying hard to remember. Odistar tapped his chin with a claw and spoke first. "Hmm... I think they came back once, not too long ago."

Yan Yang immediately perked up. "They're all doing well, right? How did they look?"

"Mm, they looked quite well. Full of energy, and their fur was sleek and glossy." Odistar thought carefully before nodding with certainty.

It seemed they had not run into any major trouble. That was good.

Yan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Did they leave any message for me?"

"Well..." Odistar looked a little troubled. "They knew you'd gone to study in human society, so they didn't say much. They left again soon after. They only muttered something like, 'We finally came back, but he isn't here. What a letdown.'"

Uh... there was nothing he could do about that. Yan Yang felt rather helpless.

When he had left back then, he had not expected them to return at just that time. Still, since they had chosen to continue traveling, meeting again was clearly not essential.

It was just... a little regrettable.

He wondered how Skrelp was doing. Could Mew... cure its congenital defect?

He glanced at Armorouge, who was absentmindedly staring off into space beside him.

This was probably going to be a long process.

If he had the chance to meet Mew