"Ah, that child... you're truly inscrutable..."

  With silence and another sigh, Grandma Oran's thoughts wandered back to the day she had adopted Torii. Torii was originally from Cerulean City in the Kanto region. When he was six years old, his parents had died in an accident, and cking the minimum living allowance, Torii quickly became alone. Even with the League's subsidies, it was difficult for him to live a normal life.

  Oran, who happened to be passing through Kanto at the time, obtained Torii's consent and applied to the League for a series of procedures, adopting him under the name of this orphanage.

  Torii was not the first child like this at the Azure Abode, nor would he be the st.

  But Torii was certainly the most special child Oran had ever met.

  From his initial silence and reclusiveness to his ter maturity, stability, and understanding, it was hard to imagine that he was only a six-year-old child. His fanaticism for books was astonishing to Oran. She found that Torii could read with fascination, even analyze them in a logical and interesting way, even the boring and complicated knowledge that no child of his age would want to touch!

  Diligent, meticulous, mature, sometimes Oran would almost forget that Torii was also an orphan she had adopted. The reality was that Torii was helping her take care of the other children.

  "Meeting you can be considered our good fortune." Looking at Torii's bright eyes, Grandma Oran did not know whether to ugh or cry, wondering what this child was thinking all day long. Where was the innocence of a child? Sometimes, watching Torii's concentration, Grandma Oran would even feel a little frightened. This child was too special, giving her a sense of unreality.

  "I'm sorry..." Torii said in a low voice, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

  In any case, he would not change his decision to leave the Azure Abode!

  After a long silence, Grandma Oran looked at the Butterfree. "The reason I came here is to tell you to take this child with you." Gently looking at the Butterfree, Grandma Oran sighed, "It has grown up."

  Hearing this, Torii was stunned.

  Take the Butterfree with him?

  It was not that Torii had never had this thought, but the Butterfree was also a member of the Azure Abode. Although Torii was mainly responsible for taking care of it, everyone here had put their heart and soul into it.

  In other words, the Butterfree was not Torii's Pokémon.

  In fact, the Butterfree had not been captured by anyone.

  And all the expenses for the Butterfree's food had been borne by Grandma Oran!

  "Let it stay and accompany the children."

  Shaking his head, Torii refused.

  Taking the Butterfree with him would certainly bring advantages to his upcoming journey, but that would be too irresponsible.

  After all, the Butterfree was not his private property.

  Every member of the Azure Abode had put their heart and soul into the Butterfree.

  "I knew you would say that, but the children have all agreed. They also hope that the Butterfree can go with you to see the outside world."

  As if she had expected Torii's answer, Grandma Oran said.

  "Take this."

  Grandma Oran patted Torii on the shoulder and handed him something—

  "This is... a Poké Ball?"

  The Poké Ball was pure white in color. Torii looked at it carefully, and his fist could not help but clench a little.

  The children's names were scribbled haphazardly on the pure white Poké Ball.

  "This is something I obtained in a Contest when I was young. It's a Commemorative Ball with the same function as a Poké Ball, but it now contains the children's support for you. Come, child, use it to capture the Butterfree. If you two go out together, we can be more at ease."

  Staring at the Commemorative Ball, Torii opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end, he was silent.

  Holding the Commemorative Ball in his hand, Torii felt a sense of heaviness and warmth!

  The silence did not st long. Finally, Torii looked at Grandma Oran and said, "I understand."

  "I'll leave this child to you. If it agrees to become my Pokémon, I'll take it with me to fulfill the children's dreams." Nodding firmly, Torii said to Grandma Oran.

  Then, Torii turned his gaze to the Butterfree hovering in the air, watching it.

  More like he was asking.

  "Goo goo~"

  And at this moment, the Butterfree seemed to understand everything that was happening. Seeing Torii's invitation, it did not hesitate at all and cried out happily.

  Torii's meticulous care and companionship, his careful care by its side every time it evolved, the difficult training they had shared, although strict and demanding, how could it forget the sweat they had shed together?

  Becoming Torii's Pokémon was also the Butterfree's long-cherished wish!

  "Congratutions," Grandma Oran said with a smile. At her age, she could not help but feel a little sad in this situation.

  "Thank you," Torii said despondently, clutching the Commemorative Ball.

  Grandma Oran still had a smile on her face, looking at Torii, unable to help but find it funny. "What a strange child."

  The pure white color of the Poké Ball was the symbol of the beginning of Torii's dreams.

  Feeling the breeze blowing from outside the window, Torii looked at the Butterfree, his thoughts drifting back to the past.

  The scene of Torii and the Butterfree welcoming the morning light and practicing moves together.

  The Butterfree's String Shot, illuminated by the sunlight, was like a sea of silk, forming a rge net, with electricity permeating the net, emitting crackling sounds.

  This was the process of Torii and the Butterfree painstakingly upgrading the String Shot move to the Electroweb move under Grandma Oran's suggestion.

  This special training took Torii a lot of effort. From the time it was a Wurmple, Torii deliberately cultivated the Wurmple, so that it would not waste its String Shot.

  In Torii's opinion, the String Shot move could be very effective if used properly.

  Therefore, in addition to special training, Torii had been working hard to supplement the Wurmple with protein in its diet. He would often run to the jungle alone to pick Persim Berries, which could increase the number of threads and enhance the toughness of the threads.

  The flesh and leaves of the Persim Berry were the favorite food of Bug-type Pokémon, and after Torii's preparation, the Persim Berry could better provide nutrition for the Butterfree.

  After months of joint efforts by Torii and the Butterfree, the Butterfree's String Shot had made great progress and had good conductivity. Finally, with the help of Paralyze Heal, the Butterfree finally comprehended the Electroweb move with its unique bug powder.

  This was also the greatest achievement that Torii and the Butterfree had gained in the year they had been together.

  In addition, the Butterfree's excellent airflow perception, precise and meticulous wind speed control, and Silver Wind filled with various scales were the result of Torii and the Butterfree's joint efforts.

  It could be said that although the Butterfree might not be outstanding in strength, it was an excellent performer in the use of moves, a little Pokémon born specifically for Contests.

  Because it carried the Contest dreams of all the children at the Azure Abode, and Grandma Oran's experience was also the greatest help for its growth.

  The breeze blew again, suddenly awakening Torii. He knew that this was the starting wind to send him off.