The sweetest words of love he had ever heard in his life—
"I'll get you preg... no, I mean, I'll give you half of mine, so please give me half of yours."
Yet Dian discovered that even after handing over everything he owned to Misdreavus, he still couldn't get a game console in return.
Sure enough, fairy tales weren't the only lies. Sweet nothings were lies too.
Sincerity had never won hearts; only tricks could do that.
If even tricks didn't work, he might as well hurry home, wash up, and go to bed.
Any creature immune to tricks was too high-level for him to handle.
"Mis..."
Misdreavus lazily eyed the energy extraction device in her Trainer's hand.
A pink tip of her hair curled upward, covering her yawning mouth like a little hand.
A misty film welled up in her eyes. A red light flashed and vanished, sending the energy extraction device back to the research institute.
Dian breathed a sigh of relief at the sight. He had gained a great deal.
Not only had he achieved his original objective and collected energy signature data from Mega Banette and Mega Sableye,
he had also taken the opportunity to siphon off a trace of energy from the Hoenn Orb—after all, this treasure was closely tied to Groudon's and Kyogre's Primal Reversion... any researcher who claimed not to be tempted would be lying.
Besides, how was someone who never courted death any different from a deadbeat?
These days, even deadbeats had turned their fortunes around a few times. What was there to fear?
"...If I remember correctly, Jirachi seems capable of creating monsters resembling Groudon and Kyogre... could there be some connection?"
Inspiration suddenly flashed through Dian's mind, leaving him itching to investigate.
He finally understood that, at heart, he was