"Back where it belongs."
Shan Ren had brought the Wish Star.
The research institute had been burned once and was now wary of everything.
After finding they could learn nothing from it, the researchers refused to take it back, even when it suddenly showed an unusual reaction.
Baimu was deeply disappointed. He had hoped the institute could confirm Jirachi's condition.
The footage of the Wish Star suddenly glowing certainly hadn't looked fake.
What if it was a sign Jirachi was about to wake?
He couldn't help looking forward to meeting the adorable little Pokémon he remembered from the movie.
Training day after day was dull. He needed something different to break the routine.
Unfortunately,
the Wish Star only glowed faintly in response to the meteors that crossed the sky each night.
No matter how Baimu tried to communicate with the sleeping Jirachi inside, it remained silent. Even using the Heart of God yielded nothing.
Did it need a pure-hearted boy?
Baimu vaguely remembered that during Jirachi's seven days awake, it chose a pure-hearted boy as its companion.
That was why
Ash and the others had formed a bond with Jirachi—Wally had been that boy.
With that in mind,
he brought a few boys and girls up from Azure Iridium Street to visit, but none received a response.
Surely there were good people in Pyrite Town!
Baimu gave up fussing over it and left it at the camp to soak up the essence of the sun and moon.
Wild Pokémon often roamed nearby. If Jirachi ever did wake, it would make enough of a commotion for him to know.
A month passed.
The Wish Star showed no sign of waking and became nothing more than an ornament.
Team Rocket's retaliation still hadn't come, much to Baimu's disappointment after he finished a