"Thank you for the hospitality." Johan bowed slightly toward Joseph Stone with a serious expression.
"Hahaha—"
The old gentleman looked delighted. He loved this kind of lively atmosphere - everyone gathering to eat together, chatting about ideals and discussing life. This was truly what the old man enjoyed most.
Unfortunately, he had his son late in life, and only one son at that. More importantly, this son hadn't yet reached marriageable age, preventing him from holding grandchildren, which worried him so much his hair had turned white.
So today, inviting Johan and Steven's good classmates and friends for dinner made him very happy.
After dinner ended, everyone chatted together in the garden for a while before concluding. The ti was already quite late.
As a private car took Johan and the others away, Joseph Stone and Steven, this father and son pair, walked side by side back to their residence under the night sky.
"Steven," the old gentleman looked gratified, "having such a teacher to guide you puts my mind at ease."
Steven used to struggle between being a trainer, inheriting the family business, and searching for stones, but since eting Johan, the confusion and hesitation on Steven's face had disappeared, replaced by full confidence.
"That's Teacher Johan for you." Steven looked proud.
"I rember when you were only this tall, crying every day for to take you stone hunting."
The old gentleman bent down, gesturing Steven's childhood height with his hand, then looked at his son beside him with so emotion:
"Now you're taller than ..."
Hearing the old gentleman's description, Steven didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Did I really cry?"
"Didn't you?" The old gentleman turned his head. "I think it was when you were in first grade? Whether you fell down or what, your face was all dirty, with snot and tears..."
Steven's face reddened, and he quickly looked back to make sure no one heard before sighing with relief, saying sowhat helplessly:
"That was when I was little. Besides, Dad, you've gotten fatter than back then too..."
Steven silently added: And older too.
"Eh? Fatter?" The old gentleman patted his round belly without feeling it. "I'm still the looks and center-stage star among us old buddies."
As he spoke, he took out a recent photograph.
Definitely the center-stage star, with the other three from left to right being: Drake, Ultima, and Hachi.
"See?"
But Steven couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat... When I get old, I won't be like this, will I?
Looking at the photo, Joseph Stone was still quite satisfied, patting his belly with a smile: "Chatting with Johan and the others made hungry. Co on, father and son, let's get so late-night snacks."
Steven: "..."
Now he understood why his father's physique had changed so much.
However, when the two arrived at the kitchen and saw five professional chefs sitting back-to-back on the ground, completely exhausted, they couldn't help but twitch their eyes.
One dinner... exhausted five professional chefs?
When they learned that Joseph Stone and young master Steven wanted a bowl of noodles, the head chef indicated:
"...There really are no ingredients left, nothing at all..."
The old gentleman said: "Nothing left again? Didn't I say... to purchase ingredients at five tis the previous amount?"
Last ti they invited Teacher Johan for dinner, all the kitchen ingredients were completely consud, making the old gentleman feel embarrassed and worried that Johan and his Pokémon hadn't eaten enough, so this ti he specifically ordered a super increase.
Unexpectedly...
The father and son looked at each other.
During dinner just now... they really hadn't paid much attention to this aspect.
The head chef looked ashen: "Gone, completely gone..."
The old gentleman opened his mouth: "Son, how many cooks does Teacher Johan's house usually have?"
"One, I think." Steven scratched his head sowhat embarrassedly: "I rember it's all cooked by the teacher himself..."
The two unconsciously looked at each other, the sa word rising in both their hearts.
Impressive!
The father and son both revealed knowing smiles.
This father and son pair...
July 16th, light rain fell from the sky.
Kanaz Pokémon Academy's final exams were in full swing.
With sumr vacation approaching, Johan was spending more ti training with his family's Pokémon.
Sumr travel was a set plan. After leaving Hoenn, there might not be suitable training facilities everywhere.
The main issue was that his little ones were too destructive - one careless mont might require compensation, so it was better to do more training before departure.
After arranging training tasks for his little ones, Johan sat aside and took out the Wheel of Ti that Arceus had given him.
The golden Wheel of Ti emitted a faint white glow, clearly valuable at first glance... cough.
"Gave the thing but didn't explain how to use it or what it does..."
Johan couldn't help complaining internally.
When did riddle-speakers invade the Pokémon world?
However, there was one thing he had discovered when he first received the Wheel of Ti.
Focusing his attention slightly, a powerful aura spread outward from Johan in all directions.
Buzz—
In just an instant, most of the vast Kanaz Pokémon Academy almost "appeared" in his field of vision.
After receiving Arceus's "blessing," Johan's aura had greatly improved.
Although he still couldn't hand-rub Aura Spheres like Ash, his aura sensing ability had improved remarkably, both in range and detail.
For example, right now he was clearly sitting in the training room, but his aura could sense the distant teaching building...
Third-year Class 5, the student sitting in the fourth row, fourth seat - yes, you! Take out that cheat sheet!
He could even "see" clearly what was written on the sheet.
"It's good that this ability fell into the hands of soone like , otherwise... probably not a single bathhouse in Rustboro City would be safe..." Johan felt he was truly a teacher who maintained his principles.
Moreover, and more importantly, besides superficial sensing, Johan's ability to sense emotions had beco clearer.
Not only could he feel the inner emotions of Pokémon and humans, but he could also better transmit his own emotions, goodwill, malice, etc., to others, even influence their emotions.
"It's simply a 'relationship artifact,' no, a plus version at that."
Of course, such aura could also play a huge role in battle.
Setting aside enhancent, by observing opponents' expressions and inner emotions ticulously, taking in opponents' Pokémon's movents, emotions, and expressions completely, he could roughly predict what opponents wanted to do.
"Riley once said that every Aura Guardian's aura has its own focus."
Riley's aura characteristic was application - he could project his aura to create barrier-like abilities or hand-rub aura attacks, which was the result of his continuous training as an Aura Guardian.
Ash's aura... Johan guessed it was justice. When justice and sense of mission exploded, Ash's aura would also explode.
And Johan's own aura - as a Pokémon psychologist, what he was best at was interpreting Pokémon psychology, so his aura might be influence? Or inner strengthening? In any case, it was emotional and perceptual abilities.
"I feel like I'm going further and further down the path of being a Pokémon 'charr'..." Johan couldn't help complaining internally.
Anyway, the [Pokédex] was becoming increasingly irrelevant.
Putting aside scattered thoughts, Johan looked at the Wheel of Ti in his hand and gradually injected aura into it.
Soon, he actually felt the Wheel of Ti feedback an emotion of... more, a little more, give more.
Wheel of Ti: (´∀`)
Johan: "..."
He took out the Rainbow Wing and slowly injected aura. The feedback was: full, already full, can't hold anymore, going to overflow!
Rainbow Wing: (>﹏
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