Cynthia was a little curious. "What are you planning to do with this soil?"
Although its ability to forcibly calm someone down sounded quite useful.
There were actually very few situations where this soil could be used.
Cases of Pokémon losing control like Tetsuya had just done were rare among the vast majority of Pokémon.
"Just a small guess. It might not even work, and it may need to be used alongside other things."
Tetsuya shrugged casually. "I'll tell you when I actually use it later. It's hard to explain clearly right now."
Cynthia nodded in understanding and did not press the matter further.
"Mew."
As though nothing had happened, Mew happily floated around Tetsuya and Cynthia.
It loved spending time playing with others.
That was why it often changed its appearance and mingled with other groups of wild Pokémon.
There, it could find many like-minded friends and enjoy a happy time with them—though for all kinds of reasons, those times never lasted long.
But for Mew, with its incredibly long lifespan, they were already a very good diversion.
Naturally, Tetsuya and Cynthia would not refuse the chance to get closer to a Mythical Pokémon.
Red light flashed.
Their Pokémon were released, ready to deepen their bond with Mew.
"Mew!"
Mew's eyes immediately lit up.
Honestly, this was its first time doing something like this.
It had once disguised itself as a Trainer's Pokémon and blended into their team.
However, while that disguise appeared flawless on the surface, its performance in all the finer details had been nothing short of disastrous.
After only a few exchanges,
Mew had been recognized as a fake.
If not for its great strength and its ability to quickly create an illusion with Psychic-type powers to escape, people would have noticed something was wrong long