Bond of Light

Rolling waves.

A rare good wave rose, yet no one rode it.

Most of them stayed far away, either lying on their surfboards or clutching them as they bobbed in the water.

On one hand, they were following the rule of not stealing waves. On the other, they were staring in astonishment at the Aggron riding the surf and the cheering boy on its back.

"An Aggron... surfing?"

Could a Rock-type Pokémon surf on the ocean too?

They remembered that Aggron couldn't withstand Water-type moves!

They had thought Makuhita and Hariyama going surfing was already an unbelievable sight. But Aggron surfing...

It was simply beyond comprehension.

Unlike the bewildered surfers, Baimu and Aggron were immersed in joy.

Especially Aggron. It had been the one desperately resisting at first, yet now it was also the one constantly yelling for another round. As the tide surged and the waves rolled, carrying its Trainer forward, it felt as though it had become a lone boat.

Though it had nothing to rely on, the breathing and laughter from its back made it feel incredibly secure.

Both its body and spirit had been thoroughly set free.

Of course.

It wasn't just Aggron.

Baimu also greatly enjoyed the drifting sensation of seeming to stand atop the waves, his body swaying as if he could fall into the sea at any moment. It was thrilling.

But it was also reassuring.

Because beneath his feet was the Pokémon he trusted most. It would never let him fall into danger.

Whenever the waves curled into a vortex, Baimu had to bend down and press both hands against Aggron's back. Feeling its body tremble filled him with a sense of security.

And as they became more skilled, he almost felt as if he and Aggron had merged into one, as