Masters Tournament Final: A Trainer from Myth

The day after leaving the Great Crater of Paldea, Xingye and Lillie returned to Alola. The Masters Tournament final was tomorrow, and his opponent was formidable. How could he face her without taking time to prepare?

They said goodbye to Nemona and the others one by one, though everyone would be coming over tomorrow. With the Tera Contamination crisis resolved, the Paldea League had given everyone a break!

Using the Spirit World as a transit point, Marshadow brought them straight back to the Drifter District. They had been gone a week, and Xingye had no idea how Underground Kabukicho was doing. Whatever the case, work there surely hadn't stopped.

"Let's go home first..."

When they arrived downstairs at Odd Jobs, Slowking was already waiting. Seeing Lillie holding two Cosmog, he could roughly guess that the group had gone and stirred up trouble again.

"You really can't sit still. Hau'oli City is so packed you can barely move, and everyone's here to watch your match against what's-her-name."

"Can't be helped... I've had a lot going on too. How's the rebuilding underground?"

"Very smoothly. At this rate, it'll be rebuilt according to your plans in about two months."

"That's good!"

Xingye smiled. Once that was done, there would be little left to keep him busy. And when everything was over... he could begin a new life.

Back at Odd Jobs, Zygarde had snuck in to sleep again, as expected. Terapagos flew out of Xingye's backpack, landed on the sofa, and prodded the Mud Monster with its little dark-blue claws.

"Paa~"

"Quit it, that tickles..."

"Paa~"

"You're so annoying!"

Zygarde sprang up. But when he saw the vaguely familiar turtle in front of him, he froze, then widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Turtle!"

"Its main consciousness is asleep. Unless it runs into danger,