"It's hatchingnow?" Cynthia looked utterly shocked.

Hatching amid explosions...

What kind of birth ceremony was this?

"On the day of your birth, the entire Dandelion Island erupted in blasts, cheering for your arrival!"

Gengar and the others also noticed the changes in the Pokémon Egg, turning their gazes toward it in unison.

Meanwhile, the Golem continued their self-destruct spree.

"Ku!!"

Kubfu's expression turned serious.

We must welcome our new companion with a glorious victory!

It was said that the bigger the commotion at birth, the greater the accomplishments in the future!

Hearing this, the little ones all rallied.

"Goka!"

Charcadet carefully held onto the now-cracked Pokémon Egg.

If it weren't for the fact that ithadto keep holding the egg, it would have already charged at those Golem to knock them all out!

"Pokémon eggs need aquietenvironment to hatch!"

Cynthia's voice was firm as she waved her hand. "Garchomp, Lucario—end the battlequickly!"

Johan's eye twitched.

A... quiet... environment?

"Dragon Rush!"

"Garrr—!!"

"Draaa—!!"

Garchomp and Dragonite both cloaked themselves in a massive aura of blue and purple dragon energy, thendovestraight down from the sky.

BOOM! BOOM!!

Thunderous explosions erupted.

Crack! Crack!

The Pokémon Egg's surface was now covered indeepfissures.

It was like a bizarre symphony—one side exploding, the other hatching.

Tinkaton swung its hammer, Kubfu threw punches, Ninetales froze enemies in place, Gengar launched Shadow Balls...

Under their relentless attacks, the swarm of Golem was finally taken down, and the rockslide disaster was gradually put to an end.

With their foes defeated, the Pokémon all rushed back, gathering around the egg at a slight distance.

"Cha..."

Tinkaton blinked, absentmindedly stroking the handle of its hammer.

Am I about to become an older sister?

Even though it was the third Pokémon to join Johan's team, in terms ofage, it was easily the youngest of the bunch.

"Ka-kaah?"

Gengar rested its chin on its hand, looking deeply thoughtful.

How should 'Johan's Hypnosis Technique' be passed down this time?

As thefirstinheritor of "Johan's Hypnosis," Gengar was seriously struggling with this dilemma.

Johan stepped forward, taking a deep breath.

No extravagant expectations—

As long as it hatched safely, that was enough!

He didn't care if it was naughty, gluttonous, or even if itcouldn'teat—he just wanted the hatching process to go smoothly.

Cynthia stood beside him, feeling a rare sense of emotion.

It was such a privilege to witness the birth of a Pokémon again.

This was the beginning of a new life. A continuation of bonds.

When life met life, something new was always born.

At that moment, Cynthia found herself wanting to raise another Pokémon from an egg...

"It's happening," Cynthia whispered.

Johan nodded, keeping his eyes locked on the Pokémon Egg.

Crack! Crack—!

As the shell fractured, a small, dull-green horn poked through, pressing against the egg's surface.

Then, two tiny hands wiggled out, waving adorably.

The hatching was progressing smoothly.

"Looks like... a Larvitar?" Cynthia whispered.

"Haha..."

Johan let out a pained chuckle.

Even though he hadmentallyprepared himself, his heart still sank just a little.

But—

He quickly adjusted his mindset.

Healthy and happy—that was all that mattered.

Crack!

More fractures spread across the shell as the little one kept pushing against it with its head.

Finally—

The eggshellgave way, shattering completely.

And from within, a tiny figure emerged, still wearing half a piece of shell like a little helmet.

"Yoji..."

Larvitar slowly opened its red-rimmed eyes, gazing at Johan's face in its reflection.

Then, it let out a soft call.

Seeing this, Johanfinallyrelaxed.

Good. It lookedperfectlyhealthy.

Larvitar reached out, broke off a piece of eggshell, and stuffed it into its mouth.

Crunch. Crunch—

But this hatching was destined to be anything butpeaceful.

Just as Johan, Cynthia, and the others were enjoying the moment, a sudden sound shattered the tranquility.

"Shaaa!!"

Leaves rustled violently as a figure leaped from the forest.

It was a Pokémon—its body dark yellow, resembling a mantis, wieldingtwomassive black battle axes.

Its claws, shoulders, and facial "fur" were made of jagged stone.

Those two enormous axes gleamed coldly in the light, and its expression was eerily serious—like a warrior standing guard at the final gate.

Johan's eyes widened in surprise, while Cynthia, besides her shock, was mostly confused.

Because—

This was a Pokémon she hadneverseen before!

Cleaver!

"Species unknown! Species unknown! Rotom error—!!"

Rotom Pokédex immediately crashed.

Cleaver—the alternative evolution of Scyther.

A Pokémon from theHisui region. Bug/Rock-type.

By all logic, this species should havegone extinctlong ago.

Yet, here one was, right before their eyes!

Whoosh—

Cleaver raised one of its massive,battle-wornaxes, pointing it directly at Johan and Cynthia.

It was clear—if they took another step forward, itwouldattack.

The more nicks and cracks on a Cleaver's axes, the more experienced it was in battle—meaning its blades had only gotten sharper over time.

And based on the earlier sounds...

TheGolem rockslidewasdefinitelyorchestrated bythisCleaver.

"Whatisthat Pokémon?" Cynthia couldn't help but ask.

"Yoji!"

Suddenly, before anyone could answer, asmall green blurshot past Johan and Cynthia.

A moment later—

Cleaver's raised axe had atinygreen Pokémon hanging from it.

Larvitar hadlatched onto the blade, biting downhard.

Scrrrrch!

A sharp, grating sound rang out as Larvitar's sharp teethdug into the axe's edge.

"Shaaa (⊙_⊙)??"

Not just Johan and Cynthia—even Cleaver itself lookedcompletelydumbfounded.

What... what is this thing?!

This axe had beentemperedthroughcountlessbattles! Just because it had cracks didn't mean it wasweak!

This was awarrior'sblade—tough and unyielding—

Crack!!

Just as that thought formed, Cleaverfeltit.

A shudder ran through its axe.

The sound of something...breaking.

And there it was—

A massive,bite-shapedchunk missing from the blade.

Larvitar, meanwhile, hadfallen back onto the ground, happilychewingon the chunk of rock.

"Shaaa (⊙△⊙)??"

Cleaver wasstunned.

Johan and Cynthia werestunned.

Even thePokémonwere stunned.

Cynthia suddenly giggled, covering her mouth.

"Such abravelittle one."

Brave?

Johan's mouth twitched.

That wasn'tbravery—

That wasgluttony!

A reckless little fool! Awalking stomach!

Wasn't that "Uxie's Claw" on its head supposed toincrease its intelligence?!

Where's the wisdom, huh?!

"Shaaa!!"

Cleaver finally snapped out of it, enraged.

With a furious roar, it swung its other axestraightat Larvitar.

Johan's expression darkened. "Gengar!"

"Ka-kaah~!"

Gengar grinned wickedly, flickered forward, and locked eyes with Cleaver.

And just like that—

Cleavercollapsedinto the dirt.

Fast asleep.

Johan walked up and scooped Larvitar into his arms.

Even as a newborn, Larvitar wasalreadyheavy.

"Yoji?"

Larvitar blinked, puffing out its cheeks as if chewing something hard—yetstillrefusing to spit it out.

Recognizing Johan, its eyes brightened.

It reached out its tiny hands for a hug.

This little one looked just like amini dinosaur, with a rough greenish-gray body, a single blunt horn on its head, and a small wagging tail.

"Larvitar, the Rock Skin Pokémon. Rock/Ground-type. The baby form of Tyranitar. It has avoraciousappetite, eating constantly while awake. It is said to be able to devour anentire mountain, Rotom!"

Johan's face twitched.

...Yeah, yeah, no need to remind me.

Crunch, crunch—

Larvitar happily finished off theaxe blade.

Johan sighed.

Sothiswas his new teammate...

Johan placed Larvitar back on the ground.

Cynthia crouched beside him, her golden eyes curving in amusement.

"A very cute little one."

...Cute?

Well, maybe.

As long as he ignored the inevitablefood expenses.

Johan sighed deeply. "We should deal with that Cleaver first."

"Cleaver?"

Cynthia turned her gaze toward the unconscious Cleaver, which was still twitching slightly in its sleep.

Was it... dreaming about Larvitar?

"Youknowwhat this Pokémon is?"

Honestly, Cynthia had thought there were no Pokémon she wasn't familiar with.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a Pokémon from theHisui region—or rather, an evolution line from back then," Johan explained.

"Or it could be that an ancient Hisuian relic caused a Scyther to evolve into Cleaver here."

Cleaver required aBlack Auguriteto evolve from Scyther.

"The Hisui region..." Cynthia murmured.

She didn't questionhowJohan knew this.

After all, he even had knowledge of Regigigas, Dialga, and Palkia.

A single Cleaver? Not surprising.

But Cynthia had ahunch—

This Cleaver might be the key to a major breakthrough in her research.

Johan, on the other hand, had no intention of capturing it.

Especially considering the high chance that it wouldmysteriously disappearwithin a few days.

Gulp—

Larvitar finally swallowed the last chunk of Cleaver's axe.

"Yoji."

The little one looked down at its belly, patted it lightly...

Then, realizing itwasn'tfull yet, it cheerfully trotted toward its remaining eggshell.

And began crunching away.

The other Pokémon gathered around, watching with curiosity.

Eatingrocks? Eatingeggshells?

This little one... sure had auniqueappetite.

"Yoji?"

Sensing the stares, Larvitar paused, looking up in confusion.

It glanced around at its new teammates, hesitating for a moment.

Then, as if making a grand decision—

"Yoji!"

Crack—!

It broke off a piece of eggshell, held it out, and grinned brightly.

"Yoji?"

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