The invitation came from Ash.
The strapping young man showed up at his door with Pikachu at dusk, all in a rush. Like a Dodrio at full sprint, he dropped off the invitation and turned to run.
He would not even stay for a glass of water. He said he still had others to deliver.
"Tsk, tsk. Hot-Blooded Youth."
Baimu looked at the handmade invitation and recalled the events from the animated series.
Professor Kukui had not wanted a wedding ceremony. To him, proposing at sunset had been enough.
But his students—especially Lillie and the other two girls, who dreamed of a romantic wedding—disagreed. Together with Ash and the other two boys, they began preparing one for him in secret.
They might have been children, but they were nearly as capable as adults. In a single day, they sorted out the wedding dress, cake, venue, and plenty more besides.
They also arranged the banquet chef, the host, and the guests.
Now all they needed was the groom.
They had thought of everything.
Baimu smiled. He had nothing planned for tomorrow anyway, so he might as well go and enjoy the occasion.
That evening, however, another unexpected visitor arrived.
"Alola!"
Gladion stood at the door with Umbreon, dressed as usual in a black hoodie. His handsome face looked unusually solemn. Suddenly, he put both hands behind his back, stepped forward with his left foot, and bowed like a junior greeting his senior.
"I'm sorry it took me until today to thank you properly. The Registeel and the others you entrusted to me were a tremendous help! I can't thank you enough!"
Baimu came down the steps and exchanged a look with Aggron, who was watching from nearby. His expression turned rather odd.
Gladion had come all this way at night just