With Saffron City as their next destination, Red and his friends were on a connecting ship, about to arrive at Maiden's Peak Port. They planned to rest there for a night before catching the next ferry. During the voyage, it was inevitable that so frustrations would surface.
"Sigh… the indifferent sea breeze carries the scent of autumn. This sumr has been unremarkable…" Brock said with a heavy heart, standing on the deck and feeling the ocean air.
"But I think a lot has happened!" Ash wondered aloud. The journey to the island of giant Pokémon, the super-giant Tentacruel incident—weren't those all morable events?
"A kid's sumr is the beach; an adult's sumr is the season of love! But I have neither… Sumr, swimsuits, beautiful won—the beach season has already ended!" Brock knelt on the ground, crying about his romantic misfortunes. He turned his head and saw a scene that once again pained his bitter heart.
"Thank you, but I don't have any plans for romance right now, and I'm used to traveling alone."
Red awkwardly declined the advances of three bikini-clad older won. Seeing that he showed no interest, the three won regretfully left, turning back for one last reluctant look, which further stung Brock's sorrowful heart.
"Why don't I have his luck with won…" Brock sobbed, thinking that his looks were roughly the sa as Red's, yet the treatnt he received was completely different.
"You're quite confident, Brock…" Misty said, speechless.
"Exactly! It's who looks like my big brother!" Ash added eagerly.
(You're just as bad!)
Misty glanced at the impatient Ash, wondering how these two brothers inherited their genes.
"The connecting ship has arrived at Maiden's Peak Port. The Maiden's Peak area is currently preparing to host a sumr festival!"
Having successfully arrived, a broadcast announced that visiting travelers could enjoy the local sumr festival.
"A festival is being held!"
"It looks fun, big brother, let's go check it out!"
"A festival of love… a belated festival…"
Brock, who had been looking down in dejection, seed to hear a call. He turned his head and saw a maiden standing at the port. Brock was captivated by her peerless beauty and was montarily stunned.
(It appeared, didn't it? The Millennium Gastly…) Seeing Brock's lovestruck expression, Red knew the ghost had appeared. Red's eyes glowed blue, and his powerful psychic energy instantly shattered Gastly's Hypnosis, transforming the previously beautiful maiden back into its true, gaseous form.
"Huh! Did I see things?" Brock said in surprise, quickly rubbing his eyes. The Millennium Gastly, wary of Red's power, chose to leave.
(What a terrifying guy. I can't believe he dispelled my Hypnosis so easily!)
"Cheer up, let's go to the festival!"
"Yeah! Let's go have fun!"
Ash and Misty dragged the dejected Brock, and together with Red, they headed to the festival grounds.
The Team Rocket Trio, who had been following them, also learned about the festival. They figured the large crowd would be the perfect opportunity to pick up any money dropped on the ground. It was another lucrative plan worth pursuing.
Disliking overly lively scenes, Red chose to return to the Pokémon Center alone, temporarily bidding farewell to his friends. Coincidentally, Feebas's beauty had reached its limit, making it the perfect ti to give it the Prism Scale to evolve into Milotic.
Upon arriving in his room, Red released the excited Feebas. It knew it was about to evolve, its eyes eagerly fixed on the Prism Scale in Red's hand, anticipating its complete transformation.
"Evolve, Feebas!"
Red handed the Prism Scale to Feebas, which then burst into an astonishing light of evolution. The light enveloped every corner of the room as Feebas's body underwent a remarkable change.
A seven-ter-long, sea-serpent-like Pokémon appeared before Red. Its crimson eyes now had red 'eyebrows' extending upwards. Red, hair-like fins covered both sides of its head. Its tail was a fan-like spread of blue and pink scales with black stripes, and four large blue scales with red dots in the center overlapped at the end.
The successfully evolved Milotic delightedly admired its beauty in the mirror. Tears of joy stread from its eyes, like a crying girl. It lay on the bed next to Red, occasionally sticking out its tongue to lick his cheek, showing great affection.
"Alright, alright, my Milotic is a beautiful girl now. No more crying," Red said with a smile, stroking its face.
After Milotic successfully evolved, Red also added a new ability for it.
Pokémon: Milotic
Type: Water-type
First Ability: Adaptability
Second Ability: Competitive (When a stat change is lowered by an opponent, its Special Attack is raised by 2 stages for each stat lowered.)
Moves: Hypnosis, Water Pulse, Aqua Ring, Disarming Voice, Aqua Tail, Surf, Icy Wind…
Nature: No longer introverted, full of confidence, and adores its master, Red.
Description: Born in the ocean between the Kanto Region and the Hoenn Region…
"What a troubleso child…" Red said helplessly upon seeing the description in Milotic's nature box. No wonder it had been looking at him with such intense eyes; it turned out to have such thoughts about him.
anwhile, Ash and his two companions, who were out playing, once again encountered the Millennium Gastly.
"Sigh… why don't any pretty young ladies hit on ?" Brock said, looking dejected.
"Please stop!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Miss, do you want my contact information?" Brock turned around in surprise, only to find a white-haired old woman. "A… a dried-up kappa!"
"Who's a dried-up kappa, you rude brat!" The old woman took out a magnifying glass and gestured a few tis over Brock's face. "Listen up! You're fated to have bad luck with won. You must be wary of beautiful won, or you'll definitely have misfortune!"
"Beautiful won?" Brock asked, confused.
"Oh, you're so annoying~ How could I possibly do anything bad to Brock~" Misty covered her face with a self-satisfied expression, completely oblivious to Ash and Pikachu silently sweating beside her.
"I said beautiful won!" The old woman glanced at Misty. "Not so wet-behind-the-ears little girl!"
"Little girl?!" Misty nearly broke character.
"Little girl… girl…" At this mont, Ash, not knowing any better, leaned in and teased, only to be punched to the ground by Misty, scaring Pikachu on his shoulder, who quickly jumped to safety.
"What's that supposed to an! What are you then?! You're a little brat!"
After saying that, the furious Misty dragged the unconscious Ash and the dejected Brock away, leaving only the old woman—or rather, the Millennium Gastly—with a sinister expression, silently watching them leave.
To ensure the continued existence of the Maiden's spirit, the Gastly caused mischief at the sumr festival every year, so that so travelers would always rember the legend, albeit as a horror story.
Soon after Ash and his friends left, the Gastly set its sights on the Team Rocket Trio, who were secretly lying on the ground, using a magnifying glass to check for dropped coins.
"Nothing! Why isn't anyone dropping money!" Jessie said eagerly.
"Forget about a hundred or ten, we haven't even found a single coin!" Jas said bitterly.
"This festival is too shabby!" owth complained. "Keep looking harder, or we won't have dinner!"
By chance, a five-yen coin appeared before Jas's eyes. He excitedly picked it up, only to be called out by the Gastly, who had transford into an old woman behind him.
"You saw that?" Jas said awkwardly, turning his head.
"I often see bad things. You need to be wary of won, or you'll suffer greatly!"
"It's not like it's just starting now. I've always been badly beaten by won!" Jas sighed helplessly, though he wasn't complaining about Jessie's violence, but about his fiancée…
Just as the Team Rocket Trio were about to leave, Officer Jenny, who was on patrol nearby, approached. A frightened Jas imdiately handed over the five-yen coin he had just managed to find. It truly was a 'lucky' day.
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