The meteors faded, and silence returned to the night sky.
All three of Jirachi's wish tags had turned orange-red. Jirachi would never have to fall into that deep sleep again. Although the price was the loss of the power to grant wishes, nothing made Jirachi happier than being with so many playmates.
Meloetta held a sheet of notes recording a new song specially prepared for the concert. Rather than relying on a wish, Meloetta would hold this concert through personal effort and everyone's help.
"It's finally over!"
With his hands in his pockets, Mingyou chuckled. "Seriously, though... we manage to run into every ridiculous thing imaginable. Too bad hardly anyone will ever know about this one, huh?"
Wallace nodded gently. "Yes, they'll definitely keep the aliens a secret. None of those staff members remember being Clefairy. But the rest isn't your concern. Let those tax-money leeches deal with the headache."
"That's good, then."
Mingyou couldn't be bothered to get involved in that sort of thing, either.
Beside him, Akari looked rather resigned. This incident had all but confirmed it: whenever her man went out, some unexpected trouble was practically guaranteed.
Once the Pokémon World Championships were over, it really would be better to keep him home where he belonged, rather than let him go around wreaking havoc on everyone else...
They returned from the outskirts to the city and found Shali and Winona. Sure enough, neither woman remembered becoming a Clefairy. They were merely curious about why the others had suddenly disappeared, so the group could only make up excuses to brush it off.
This incident had also changed Wallace's impression of Mingyou. He had charged into space aboard a rocket without hesitation, then broken back through the atmosphere on his own. Wallace had no idea how he had done