'Mewtwo?'

  When Naoki saw who had just entered, he froze i that moment, tless thoughts raced through his mind.

  How did this legendary Pokémon suddenly appear in his tavern No—how did Mewtwo even know about this pce?

  Then, it struck him. Naoki remembered the photo that Baby Bear and Mew had sent him—the one where they were posing with Mewtwo and the e Pokémon.

  Putting two and two together, Naoki started to piece it all together.

  He didn't snap out of his thoughts for a while. Instead sister Indeedee, though briefly surprised, smiled warmly at Mewtwo and the group of ed Pokémon that had followed.

  "Aia~" (Wele~)

  Mewtwo didn't reply. Its gaze sed the tavern, moving past the curious Pokémos until it settled on Naoki—the only huma.

  Mewtwo thought to himself, 'So, this is the human chosen by Mew?'

  'He doesn't seem all that different from the others I've entered.'

  'But maybe I haven't yet discovered why. From the memories of Mew and Baby Bear, this human must be Naoki.'

  'Naoki.'

  Mewtwo silently repeated the name in its mind.

  Seeiwo's imposing presend the intimidating group of e Pokémon, Sister Indeedee felt a bit worried. They looked powerful and a little frightening, especially with Mewtwo standing at the front. The group looked quite… serious.

  She g Naoki, who gave her a reassuring look and smiled calmly. "Wele to the Pokémon Tavern. This is a pce for Pokémon to rex and enjoy themselves. What would you like to drink?"

  Mewtwo blinked, slightly taken aback. It took a moment to remember why it had even e here.

  After its st enter with Mew and Baby Bear, Mewtwo had goo live in a hidden pce called Clear Cliff, along with the other ed Pokémon. But it wasn't long before humans, with bad iions, discovered the location and tried to capture them.

  Fortunately, with the help of Ash and his friends, they mao stop Team Rocket's pn, awo erased their memories of the i.

  Following the Clear Cliff ordeal, Mewtwo decided to tis search for a peaceful pce to live, alongside the ed Pokémo, something stirred in its memory—the images from Baby Bear ahe memories of a human, Naoki, who helped Pokémon without expeg anything iurn.

  For reasons it didn't quite uand, Mewtwo found itself ging course mid-journey, feeling pelled to seek out this pce. Was it searg for answers? Or was it simply curious about the loew had visited?

  Mewtwo remained silent.

  Not only Naoki, but the other Pokémon iavern were also starting to notice the unusual guests. The atmosphere in the room shifted slightly as they began tnize Mewtwo's anding presence.

  Naoki carefully observed Mewtwo. Its expression was calm—far from the turmoil and pain he had seen in the ahere wasn't any hatred, just a quiet sense of refle.

  Naoki realized this must be the post-movie version of Mewtwo, the ohat had started to find peace. Its personality had ged; it no longer o prove its power, but instead, sought a life of tranquility alongside the ed Pokémon.

  With this in mind, Naoki didn't try to overwhelm the legendary Pokémon with words. Instead, he simply said:

  "If you're unsure, why don't you e in and have a drink?"

  Mewtwo looked at him for a moment, then stepped ihe tavern. The ed Pokémon followed close behind.

  Suddenly, the taver a bit cramped.

  There wasn't enough space, so the new arrivals squeezed onto a table with the town's Pokémon. The Machamps and the Quaquaval, who were regurs, seemed quite curious about these reserved and unfamiliar guests.

  Some of the more outgoing Pokémon, like Pikachu, approached the e Pokémon, eager to learn more about them.

  The e Pokémon exged gnces before one finally spoke in a slightly stiff tone: "Pika Pika…" (We e from far, far away...)

  Hearing this, the town's Pikachu cried out warmly, "Pikachu!" (Well, you're in for a treat! The drinks here are great, and Naoki and the Indeedees make the best food in the world!)

  The e Pokémon looked at each other, unsure of how to respond to suthusiasm.

  Seeing this, Naoki asked brother Indeedee to eain the group of curious e Pokémon, them juice, milk, and sandwiches.

  Though these e Pokémon had plex ins and had gohrough many hardships, their hearts were still pure and i. Soon enough, they were happily eating and pying with the town's Pokémon.

  Mewtwo stood silently by the bar, watg the se unfold.

  It thought to itself, 'The memories from Baby Bear and Mew were true.'

  'The smiles on these Pokémon's faces are sihey genuinely believe that this human is kind.'

  'I never expected such a pce to exist in the world. If I were just a regur Pokémon, I would probably enjoy it here too. No... I am a Pokémon.'

  Suddenly, a drink with an unfamiliar and slightly odd aroma ushed in front of Mewtwo.

  Its attention shifted to the gss, and it raised its gaze to look at Naoki, who had set the drink down.

  Naoki, notig Mewtwo's quiet stare, couldn't help but wonder, ' Mewtwo sehoughts telepathically? Why hasn't it spoke? Could it be that it, like Giratina, avoids talking to humans? No, Mewtwo's personality isn't like that.'

  Though his thoughts raced, Naoki smiled and said, "Have a drink. It's on the house. It's meant t a little peace to your heart."

  Mewtwo finally broke its silence. "What is this?" its voice calm, cool, yet deep.

  Despite Legendary Pokémon typically being genderless, Mewtwo's voice carried a distinctly mase tone.

  Naoki replied, "It's beer. A new addition to the tavern's menu."

  Mewtwo g the golden liquid in the gss. Uhe soft yellow light of the tavern, the transparent gss shimmered with a warm, intoxig glow.

  For a moment, Mewtwo felt a strange sense of calm wash over it. It didn't reach out with its hand, instead using its telekinesis to lift the gss and bring it closer.

  Taking the gss in its grasp, Mewtwo lowered its head and took a sip.

  The moment it tasted the beer, something shifted inside.

  Its body suddenly felt lighter, as if it were floating on clouds. The relehoughts rag through its mind quieted for the first time, and its heart, which had been filled with pain and fusion sis creation, now experienced a deep sense of tranquility.

  Peaceful. Calm.

  Mewtwo's eyes became slightly dazed, and a soft flush spread across its usually stoic cheeks.

  It had fotten its troubles, lost in this seremosphere.

  'No... this feeling... what is this?'

  Mewtwo shook its head, trying tain trol, f itself to start thinking again.

  Naoki, watg the legendary Pokémon's rea, couldn't help but smile.

  "You're drunk," he said softly.

  Mewtwo looked directly into Naoki's eyes. It had human genes mixed into its DNA, along with the ability to sense spirits aions, which suddenly gave it a strange, yet familiar feeling.

  The look in Naoki's eyes, the tone of his voice...

  "You know me," Mewtwo stated fidently.

  'He must have heard about me from Baby Bear'.

  Naoki thought to himself. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he didn't deny it. Instead, he asked, "Who are you?"

  'Who am I...' Mewtwo responded almost instinctively, "I am Mewtokémoed by humans using Mew's genes."

  It seemed Mewtwo now identified itself as a Pokémon. Naoki nodded in aowledgment.

  Then, without warning, he sao gulp dowire gss of beer.

  After "switg off its brain," Mewtwo looked back at Naoki and nodded. Suddenly, it remembered why it had e. "Mew said you could help us."

  "Huh?" Naoki blinked, momentarily caught off guard.

  After a brief pause, Naoki asked, "How I help you?"

  Mewtwo, slightly tipsy, thought for a moment before replying, "No help needed. We're here... seeking an answer."

  Naoki was left speechless for a moment. "An ao what?" he finally asked.

  Mewtwo's gaze shifted toward the group of e Pokémon, who were pying and chatting with the local Pokémon, but Mewtwo said nothing more.

  Naoki sighed inwardly.

  Recalliwo's story, Naoki veo say, "You know, with something like this, it's not about what others tell you. You have to experie, feel it, and figure it out on your own."

  He gestured toward the e Pokémon, who were now having fun. "Look at them. You're sitting here, drinking, just like the rest of them. Does it really matter whether you were created or born naturally?"

  Mewtwo remained silent, lost in thought. And then, much to Naoki's surprise, Mewtwo fell asleep.

  Naoki was stunned. 'Wait... is this legendary Pokémon's alcohol tolerahat bad?' He sighed and turo his sisterIndeedee, who looked ed.

  "Take Mewtwo to the guest bedroom to rest," Naoki said, chug softly.

  "Ai Yi," Indeedee and her brother nodded in unison.

  The e Pokémon were momentarily worried when they sao colpse. Naoki reassured them, expining that Meas simply asleep. Relieved, the group returo their pyful chatter.

  By ten o'clock, the Pokémon from the town began to leave, one by one. After the st guest departed, Naoki closed the tavern for the night.

  He arranged for the e Pokémon to sleep on the soft, grassy pasture, ensuring they were fortable.

  Yawning, Naoki finally returo his room, carrying Pawmot, ready for some well-deserved rest.

  The m, before Naoki had even woken up, Brother Indeedee knocked gently on his door.

  Rubbing his eyes, Naoki opehe door. Indeedee pointed outside, saying, "Ai Ai."

  Slightly puzzled, Naoki followed him outside. There, in the pasture, stood Mewtwo and the group of e Pokémon, ready to depart.

  Hearing the door opewo looked up.

  The memory of getting drunk the previous day still lingered in its mind. Thinking back to its behavior, the legendary Pokémo shy for the first time in its life.

  At that moment, it saw Naoki walking toward it.

  "Leaving?" Naoki asked, unsurprised. "Where will you go?"

  Mewtwo responded calmly, "We pn to find a pce that belongs to us, where we live in peace."

  A secluded pce, where no humans had yet set foot. Perhaps someday humans might stumble upon it again, but if they did, Meas certain it wouldn't be like the st time. This time, they'd be ready.

  Naoki nodded in uanding.

  Without further words, Mewtwo's eyes glowed a soft blue, surrounding the e Pokémon in its telekiic aura. Together, they lifted into the sky, as if they had only e here for a brief visit.

  Naoki stood in the grass, watg their figures disappear into the distance. Just as he turo head back to the house, he suddenly heard Mewtwo's voice echo in his mind.

  "Mew likes you very much," Mewtwo said telepathically.

  Naoki froze for a moment.

  He immediately remembered what Mewtwo had said when it was drunk the previous day.

  'So that's why it came here—out of curiosity about why Mew liked me as a human?' Naoki thought. 'That's... really something.'

  For a moment, Naoki was at a loss for words.

  He gnced back toward his cozy little tavern.

  Thanks to Mew and Baby Bear's stories, even a legendary Pokémon like Mewtwo had e as a guest.

  The only regret was that he couldn't tame Mewtwo. But then again, with Mewtwo's personality, it was uo ever be tamed by any human.

  But that didn't matter!

  As a humble rancher, just being able to meet such a legendary Pokémon in person was something most humans could only dream of.

  Naoki grio himself.

  Just as he was about to head back to the house, something caught his eye—a fountain of water suddenly sprang up from the nearby ke.

  Naoki: "..."

  A certain grumpy old dragon was ag up again.

  Naoki went back to the house, grabbed a bucket of beer, and poured it into the portal to Giratina's Distortion World, then casually returo the dining room.

  Sister Indeedee had prepared a vish breakfast.

  As Naoki bit into the soft, golden bread, savored the perfectly fried eggs, and washed it down with sweet, delicious juid milk, he couldn't help but think: 'Life is good.'

  Meanwhile, in the Distortion World.

  Giratina gred at the golden liquid floating in front of it, seething with frustration.

  Since giving that human the reverse world water, Naoki had grown increasingly indifferent!

  Feelirayed, Giratina's anger fred.

  It decided then and there: 'That human is going to pay. I'll drag him here and trap him forever!'

  But the sed, Giratina gulped down all the beer and promptly passed out.

  After finishing his farm chores, Naoki thought about Giratina and its beer ption. So, for fun, he made a bowl of poisonous mushroom soup and logged into the Distortion World.

  Upon arrival, he found Giratina sprawled across a floating isnd, sleeping soundly, clearly drunk.

  "Mewtwo 't handle beer, aher Giratina," Naoki muttered to himself.

  With the big dragon knocked out, Naoki wandered around the Distortion World.

  He remembered Giratina's earlier invitation—asking him to farm here.

  Naoki had thought about it carefully.

  The idea intrigued him, but the Distortion World was unique. Despite having water and nd, it cked the most essential element for pnt growth—sunlight.

  Standing on a floating isnd, Naoki studied the soil.

  There were no trees here, but from his vantage point, he could spot a loree growing on a sky isnd floating higher up.

  'Does this mean pnts grow here?' Naoki mused, deep in thought.

  "I'll give it a try," he decided. If successful, he could turn this pto a backup farm.

  And if the pnts didn't grow well, he'd call in his trusty Gogoat or even the King of Bountiful Harvest to help the pnts flourish.