"The experiment failed."
Umbreon shrugged, looking utterly unapologetic.
"Seriously? You were so certain back then—you said there was a seventy percent chance..."
Heiduo gave Umbreon a suspicious look.
At that, Umbreon grew irritated and resentful. "What color is my body? Isn't my attribute obvious enough?"
Got it. An unlucky guy.
If it were some novel protagonist, even a ten percent chance would be no different from a hundred percent.
But for Umbreon... unfortunately, even with a ninety-nine-point-nine percent chance, as long as Heiduo was not present, the remaining zero-point-one percent would be waiting for it.
From being transmigrated into a Pokémon body and going hungry, to being chased down by wild Pokémon, used as a punching bag by Scizor, and captured by poachers—
It had suffered hardships who knew how many times worse than Heiduo's.
It was worlds apart from Heiduo, whose life had gone smoothly all the way through. Even when he fell into Team Rocket's hands and was likely to be turned into a puppet by the Masked Man during the Gold and Silver arc, someone came to save him.
They could not even be compared.
If Umbreon had not started hanging around Heiduo, allowing its bad luck to be somewhat offset by his radiantly good fortune, who knew how much more it would have suffered.
"You've had it rough."
For a moment, Heiduo voiced the sympathy and pity of someone blessed with good luck.
Umbreon immediately got so angry that it turned and ran off.
"Geko?"
Greninja tilted its head, utterly baffled.
"It's nothing. That's an unlucky person's pride." Heiduo waved a hand, while also feeling regretful that Greninja had not undergone the Bond Phenomenon.
What a coincidence. He had gone to Almia with Darkrai, and this guy had evolved.
Such was fate.
He sighed, glanced at