Grandmother Yukino and the Wedding Bouquet

"So, how did those two even start talking to each other?"

Tetsuya wasn't the only one with that question.

The Rangers who had also received the invitation letter—or rather, the wedding invitation—found it rather strange as well.

As a member of the Vientown Ranger Squad, Elena, known as the "Disassembly King," was a bona fide beauty.

If she didn't spend every day surrounded by machines and end up looking greasy and grimy, the people pursuing her could probably line up from Wind Abundant Town all the way to the Ranger School by the sea.

But according to Porin—

Elena was someone who "preferred disassembly to assembly" and "preferred machinery to romance."

Getting her to date someone was about as difficult as getting Kailang to stop telling bad jokes.

That was precisely why Elena had hit it off so well with Bill, whom she had only just met.

That greasy O'er.

If Tetsuya remembered correctly, he had initially been arrested as a suspected arsonist.

Compared to all those questions—

Getting married shortly after meeting was just a minor matter.

There were plenty of couples in the Pokemon World who fell in love at first sight and got married the next day.

Don't ask. Ask, and it was simply the world's differences.

Bill walked calmly out of his room in a white coat.

Tetsuya was startled. "I know you're upset, but don't be upset just yet.

"You're still young. There's no need to start having suicidal thoughts over something like this."

"What are you talking about??"

Bill was utterly speechless at the train of thought of the guy in front of him. "I'm just collecting data for a project, and I have to submit it tomorrow. Could you not disturb me?"

"Oh, is that so?" Tetsuya, who had just leaped up from