"I didn't expect anyone besides us to notice."
Standing on one side of the battlefield, Paul spoke evenly. He was, of course, referring to the warning Inter had relayed yesterday. Lou had also sensed an unknown gaze earlier, and the matter irritated him. After all, he had already guessed who the watcher was, so he was hardly in a good mood.
"If that kid doesn't show up today, you'll really have to enter the Pokémon Contest." Silver gave a soft snort, moving past the subject of the watcher and turning the focus back to his partner in an attempt to tease him. Then he felt a pang of sympathy and asked instead, "Will you be all right?"
"You should ask her whether she can win with dead weight like me dragging her down." Paul looked at him and replied coldly. He had used the words "dead weight" precisely because even he thought it would never work. He really had been a little impulsive two days ago. Thinking about it calmly now, no one would see this as an act of repentance. If anything, they might even take it as him picking a fight. The girl was simply too kind, which was why she was paying for his recklessness.
"By the way, I've been thinking since yesterday. Since that Mr. Chen Xi has such powerful abilities, maybe he could help us find the psychic in East Axon? Lou and Inter sensed that person's power too, didn't they?" Rather than kick his partner while he was down, Silver patted the young man's shoulder and changed the subject again. This suggestion caught Paul's interest. Watching him sink into thought, Silver curled his lips into a smile. "What do you say? Shall we ask after we win the championship?"
"All right," Paul replied. His