The study abruptly fell silent, leaving only the fragrance of black tea drifting through the air.
Pastries shaped like Pikachu and Clefairy adorned the antique desk.
Dian silently leafed through the dossier in his hands, piecing it together with his increasingly hazy memories to gain a rough understanding of the "Crystal Tower Incident" that had occurred several years earlier.
In truth, his knowledge of his original world was growing ever hazier, while he felt increasingly at home here.
People, Pokémon—everything intertwined to create something real.
It was as real as the soft texture of the dossier beneath his fingers, the fragrance of black tea lingering around his nose, the tender sweetness of the pastries, and the sight outside the window of grass bowing in the wind and bears roaming about.
The Misdreavus atop his head gazed wistfully at the nearby pastries, rubbed its round belly, and finally propped its cheeks in its hands with a sigh.
I can't eat another bite. Just looking at them makes me sad.
"Misdreavus..."
Misdreavus lazily called out a farewell, then drifted unsteadily out the window to get some exercise after its meal.
Dian finally set down the dossier, going over everything in his mind...
The Crystal Tower Incident had begun in the very villa where he sat.
Its origin lay in a set of wooden Unown tiles discovered in ancient ruins—representing the Pokémon World's earliest writing system.
According to the dossier, after Professor Xiuli disappeared in the ruins because of the Unown, his assistant John had delivered the wooden Unown tiles to Xiaomei as her father's effects.
At the time, Professor Xiuli and his wife Nancy had actually been on the verge of divorce.
That was why Professor Xiuli had kept silent in front of his daughter, leading Xiaomei to believe her mother had