At this point, Cynthia was still far from possessing the sharp edge she would have as Champion, that lofty confidence that everything lay within her grasp.
She wore a teal shirt with white trim and a black suspender skirt, with a purple bow tied at her collar.
Cynthia! My favorite picture of her~
Her golden hair fell only to her shoulders, and her delicate features carried an air of cool detachment.
It was as though nothing could catch her interest.
The future Champion was already beginning to take shape.
In Yong's memories of his previous life, this woman, who would become the youngest female Champion, had enjoyed immense popularity.
She was commanding and imposing in battle, yet a little adorably clueless in everyday life. She even had a serious case of indecision, often standing in front of an ice cream stall for ages just trying to choose a flavor!
She switched effortlessly between mature elegance and endearing cuteness.
Yong was a fan of hers too, especially of the conviction she showed when commanding Garchomp in battle!
As he reminisced, Xiaofu and Cynthia had already taken their places opposite each other on the Sinnoh Region's battlefield.
Xiaofu was a slight boy with long bangs.
Rather than launching into a speech the moment he stepped onto the field like the others, he gave a slight bow, then took out a Pokémon Ball.
As it happened, Cynthia also had an unapproachable air about her. Without any expression on her face, she took her own Pokémon Ball from her waist.
The two threw their balls almost simultaneously!
Two dazzling flashes of light shone, and two Pokémon appeared!
In front of Xiaofu,
A plump, pink Pokémon stood there with a vacant look.
The crest on its head curved backward as though styled with hair wax,