A Butterfly Flapped Its Wings

"Xuehua, where's your dad?"

Dian paused to think, then offered a greeting. Of course, he meant it in much the same way as "Have you eaten?"

"..."

Xuehua gave him a cool look, then sighed in earnest. "Senior, I honestly think even asking 'Where's your mom?' would have been better. Really."

Dian fell silent for a moment. "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

"((╯-＿-)╯╧╧)."

Xuehua beckoned to the Froslass beside her, deciding to get straight to the point. "Senior, haven't you noticed something wrong with this snow?"

"...Now that you mention it, it's still snowing."

Realization dawned on Dian, and he clapped his hands. "Sorry, I hadn't noticed."

"Senior...now I know why my mom can never suppress the urge to resort to domestic violence."

It was rare for Xuehua to say so much at once.

Really, she genuinely wanted to hit someone.

Last time, he had sent her an email promising a free luxury trip to Kalos and a shopping spree in Lumiose City. Once she arrived, however, she ended up posing for all sorts of embarrassing photos she never wanted to think about again.

For example,

for example,

for example,

dressing up as a cat, then having to say, "Everyone, please come visit, meow."

She wanted to kill someone. Really, her urge to hit someone had already evolved.

"Senior, I'd like to give you my first...beating. Would you be good and accept it?"

Xuehua smiled radiantly.

"Abnormal weather?"

Dian investigated with his Capture Styler and found that something was indeed wrong. The Blizzard around them clearly varied in intensity, unlike natural snowfall.

In other words, a Pokémon's power had caused this.

"Froslass? Jynx? Abomasnow?"

Several Pokémon capable of whipping up a large-scale Blizzard immediately came to mind.

He glanced at his junior beside him in realization, understanding why