my elf trainer simulator.

Chapter 1198 The Ghost of the Tram

Chapter 1198 The Ghost of the Tram

In the dimly lit carriage.

Kashiwagi asked with considerable surprise, "You can understand the language of the Sun Coral?"

He didn't translate it for anyone!

Onio was stunned, then helplessly raised his hand, saying in a flustered tone, "This—"

"The rumors that you can understand Ghost Pokémon are actually true."

Kashiwagi took the initiative to help him out of the predicament.

But when he thought of what Onio had just said, the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Whose ghost train, a symbol of terror and horror, is used for family reunions?

However, as a train specifically designed to escort ghost Pokémon, it doesn't seem unusual to encounter fellow countrymen along the way.

"You can continue, I won't disturb you."

He slowly placed the Galar sun coral on the ground.

The hostile, dark red eyes of the coral friends and relatives immediately disappeared, and they happily approached.

Compared to the extremely slow-moving, slacking coral, its group of relatives and friends are much more active, vying to surround it.

Cha~cha~cha~

The sound of the stone shell rubbing together continued.

The joy of the Galar sun corals was palpable.

Coral who's just sitting around: "..."

"It doesn't seem very happy?" the multi-sided phone whispered.

As it says, reuniting with family and friends should be a very happy thing, but the Coral was too calm.

Especially in stark contrast to the presence of relatives and friends.

Kashiwagi smirked, "You just find it too much trouble. It's not like you've only known this guy for a short time."

Coral can be quite indifferent sometimes.

No matter how enthusiastic you are towards it, it's hard to get a similar attitude from it, just like a cat that will always look down on its owner.

If you want it to pay attention to you, the only way is to provoke it.

The three-headed dragon was quite knowledgeable in this regard, which even led him to tattle on Kashiwagi.

Considering that this Pokémon is so averse to trouble, the fact that it insisted on complaining despite the even more troublesome things that followed shows just how terrible the torment Husky Dragon had caused it.

Interestingly, the friends and family of the decaying coral seemed to have gotten used to its "heartlessness" and didn't pay any attention to its indifferent behavior.

The atmosphere remained warm and affectionate.

"Congratulations."

Onio whispered, "Help your Pokémon reunite with its family."

The way he said that made it sound like he was going to follow Ash's example and send away the slacking Corsola.

Kashiwagi found a fairly clean spot to sit down and chatted with the boy, who was even more shy and introverted than Manchū.

Do you often ride the ghost train?

“...I’ll sit whenever there’s no match,” Onio said weakly.

Kashiwagi asked in surprise, "You sit here often?"

He remembered Furong saying that living people cannot stay in the spirit world all the time, otherwise they will become weak and sick, and this applies to even spiritual mediums.

Upon hearing this, Onio lowered his head and remained silent.

The Shiny Gengar, observing the numerous negative emotions emanating from the boy, secretly gave the trainer a wink.

As a Bond Pair capable of Mega Evolution, Kashiwagi easily understood Gengar's meaning and said:

“I have a friend who is a spiritual medium, and like you, she often goes to the spirit world.”

"Spirit world?"

The eyes beneath Onio's mask were filled with confusion.

Kashiwagi asked in surprise, "Yes, this ghost train departs from the gap between reality and the spirit world and travels within the spirit world. Is there a problem with that?"

"Spirit world……"

The boy was still wallowing in self-pity about being treated as a weirdo, but when the other person spoke, it seemed like he knew this place better than he did.

Seeing that Onio hadn't spoken yet, Kashiwagi suddenly realized that this was probably not a rogue cultivator!

"You explored the spirit world, well, this world, entirely on your own?"

He weighed his words carefully.

Onio nodded, paused for a long time as if he had difficulty speaking, and then said in a low voice, "I have been able to understand the speech of Ghost Pokémon since I was a child. Nobody likes me and doesn't want to play with me."

"One day I wanted to leave Suchuan Town and go see other places, but I accidentally got on the ghost train... In the end, it was a ghost friend I met here who helped me get off..."

Ghost friends?

Kashiwagi keenly noticed something: "It's a ghost, not a Pokémon?"

"Ah."

Onio responded, "He claims to be the conductor of the Ghost Train, responsible for transporting Ghost Pokémon to various parts of Galar."

Where is he now? At the front of the car?

Kashiwagi stood up curiously.

I remember the last time I encountered a ghost I could communicate with was in the spirit world corresponding to the Mauville Hotel, but the other party was being controlled by Gastly, so it was hard to say whether it had self-awareness.

Moreover, at that time, Furong told him not to believe anything the ghosts or ghost Pokémon in the spirit world said.

It's all just a bunch of lies.

Onio shook his head sadly and said, "I don't know either. He just disappeared one day."

"He's gone, but the train is still running smoothly?"

"Um……"

Seeing Onio nod, Kashiwagi thought to himself that he was probably just a liar.

However, he didn't speak rashly and continued chatting with Onio about other things.

The boy seemed to have not talked to anyone for such a long time in a long time. Although he spoke haltingly, he responded to every question and answered whatever was asked.

This made Bai Mu even more certain that this was a rogue cultivator.

Do you know the Four Heavenly Kings of Hoenn?

“Hibiscus? I… I’ve heard of it.” Onio nodded.

Since they were both in the same field, he had naturally heard of the other person's name.

Kashiwagi smiled and said, "I'll give you her Line number. You two can find a chance to chat?"

"Eh?"

Onio paused, then stammered, "This, that—"

His childhood experiences made him introverted and timid, and he was afraid to take the initiative to socialize with people. He even had to cover his face with a mask before he dared to talk to people.

Did you take the initiative to chat with the Four Heavenly Kings on Line?

Too scary!

Kashiwagi smiled and approached, taking out his phone and saying, "As fellow travelers in the spirit world, you can exchange ideas and improve together. This is her LINE number; write it down, and we can add each other as friends."

Onio reluctantly pulled out his phone. "Okay..."

The two quickly added each other as friends.

Seeing his trembling fingers, and his hesitation to send a friend request to Furong, Bai Mu teased, "Are you under a lot of psychological pressure?"

"No, no!"

Onio wasn't being stubborn; he just didn't want to appear defiant.

Bai Mu couldn't help but think about the child's childhood environment, and said, "Since you don't dare to add him now, just save the number and add him when you want to someday."

"That's great."

Onio blurted out as if he had been granted a pardon, then hurriedly waved his hands, "No, that's not what I meant!"

Kashiwagi comforted him, "I know you didn't mean that. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's just adding a friend, it's no big deal."

When Onio heard the champion comforting him, he lowered his head in frustration and said, "I'm sorry."

How could he not know?

I just can't muster the courage to add a stranger.

"Talk to your Pokémon, they'll give you courage." Kashiwagi gently patted Onio's thin shoulder.

While the two were chatting, Coral suddenly shouted.

"voice!"

"Ok?"

Kashiwagi turned his head and saw the guy irritably break away from the group of relatives and friends, quickly roll to his feet, and then roll up his body to his shoulder.

"voice!"

"Bailing Coral" sounded impatient.

Onio looked incredulous. "How is it?"

"It's just my nature, there's nothing I can do about it."

Kashiwagi reluctantly put it back into its Poké Ball; he had no choice but to, otherwise it would easily pull his hair at night.

The Galar Corsolas were enraged when their friends and family were taken away.

"Thud!"

"My throat is sore!"

They all had hoarse voices, and their calls sounded weak and feeble, so their threatening words had no deterrent effect whatsoever.

Onio rushed forward and said, "That's not how it is! Everyone! Don't misunderstand the champion!"

He tried to defend Kashiwagi's actions.

"Hey, your trainer is about to be attacked, what are you going to do?" Kashiwagi asked the Poké Ball nonchalantly.

The Poké Ball fell silent.

The coral is clearly playing dead.

It seems that the joy of reuniting with relatives and friends can only last for less than half an hour before it starts to feel bored.

Kashiwagi sighed and pulled the incense burner out of Gengar's belly. "I'm really scared of you. Onion, move aside."

"what?"

The boy turned his head and immediately saw that Bai Mu was holding an old hand warmer, from which wisps of smoke were rising and quickly filling the entire carriage.

A feeling of comfort enveloped him, instantly soothing his panicked and anxious emotions.

"this thing……"

"My homemade special calming incense has a remarkable effect on Ghost-type Pokémon."

Kashiwagi said with a hint of smugness.

This thing was made from materials he collected from the spirit world. Although it wasn't an original creation, it could be considered an improved version.

Ghost Pokémon like Corsola use this to train their meditation abilities.

The faint fragrance quickly filled the semi-enclosed carriage, and the restless Galar Corsolas gradually calmed down.

"Your partner is now my partner, and I believe you are familiar with its personality..."

Cypress spoke softly.

A relatively large Galar sun coral called out softly, "Thu~"

"It said it wanted to see the sun coral."

Onio took on the role of translator quite well.

Kashiwagi chuckled and placed the Poké Ball in front of it. "The ball isn't locked, you can call it out."

"voice?"

Faced with the big man's suspicious gaze, Onio quickly added, "That's right! He wasn't lying!"

As a fellow frequent passenger on the Ghost Train, Onio barely manages to gain the trust of the Galar Corsolas.

So they launched an attack on the Poké Ball.

...physical impact.

These guys seem to want to smash the ball and let the tanking corals out.

They never even considered calling out to them.

Gengar couldn't help but chuckle.

"Let them do what they want, I'm not in a hurry," Kashiwagi said, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

Will Coral, who's been languishing, leave the team?

The probability is infinitely close to zero.

Putting aside feelings, the reason it agreed to fight was ultimately because of the delicious, glowing food and the subsequent care it received.

Having lived with the coral for so long, will it be able to adapt to returning to the wild?

It's basically impossible.

As expected, the slacker coral inside the ball got annoyed and took the initiative to appear, rolling around and knocking away its friends and family.

"voice……"

"Where's my voice? Where ...!"

"voice……"

"Where's your throat!?"

"voice!"

"voice……"

The exchange was so inexplicable, the speech so fast that Onio couldn't even translate it. Only after the dust had settled did the boy say:

"They want your sun coral to rejoin the colony, but your sun coral doesn't seem willing, so they decide to fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, a torrent of smoke billowed from the holes of the decaying coral, and the pale coral horns instantly filled every corner of the entire carriage, taking control of all its kind.

Onio stared in disbelief, “What a huge area…”

He also has a Magma Coral that evolved from a Galarian Coral, and knows that when the "smoke"—that is, the soul of the Galarian Coral—expands to a certain extent, its shell will crack.

It evolves into the Magic Coral.

Why hasn't Kashiwagi's Galar Corsola evolved yet, given its incredibly high smoke output?

"It doesn't want to."

Seemingly noticing his confusion, Kashiwagi smiled and offered an explanation.

Onio remained silent.

Is this a matter of whether or not one wants to? It's a matter of whether the outer shell can hold up!

He suddenly became very curious about the rotten coral and wanted to get his hands on it to take a look, but he didn't dare to speak up.

On the one hand, I was timid, and on the other hand, I felt it was impolite.

The slacking coral quickly convinced its relatives and friends through physical means. Just as Kashiwagi thought, while it was certainly happy to reunite with its relatives and friends, it did not mean that it would return to this big family.

After all, if it wanted to return to its clan, it wouldn't drift with the current to the open sea.

Ever since awakening, Coral, who has been feeling like a complete outsider to her kind, has felt out of place with her species.

Other members of its kind sleep during the day and are active at night, but it sleeps both during the day and at night, sleeping all the time.

It simply ignores invitations to play.

Staying by Kashiwagi's side certainly means going to work, and occasionally even working overtime or being on duty, but it's not without its rewards!

Besides, it had already gotten used to living with the cypress tree.

I can't imagine what the future will be like after I leave.

I'm too lazy to think about it.

"voice……"

Corsola silently turned around, preparing to go back into its Poké Ball to continue its lazy lifestyle, but after bumping the switch several times, there was no response.

Kashiwagi: "Oh? It's broken?"

Coral who's just sitting around: "..."

Hey!

It's going to get angry!

In a fit of anger, Corsola finally turned its attention to the trainer.

That's the maximum amount of exercise I've had today, hug me.

"Hehehe."

Kashiwagi smiled and picked it up, about to put it on his shoulder, when he saw Onio staring at the shriveled coral and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your sun coral...can I touch it?"

Enough courage, Onio pleaded in a voice barely audible.

If it weren't for Kashiwagi's keen senses, he might not have heard it clearly. He generously handed it out, saying, "Touch it."

"..."

Coral glared at the trainer.

What kind of crazy thing are you doing!

Kashiwagi responded with a dismissive look, as if to say, "You can go to sleep."

Overjoyed, Onio carefully took it, feeling its smooth surface against the rotten coral. After a long while, he exhaled and said:

"This unscientific!"

"What's unscientific about it?"

"This shell is hard and smooth, it feels like a pebble... Did you replace its shell?"

"No, I made this myself."

"Did you polish it?"

"Ah."

With a smile, Kashiwa made a slit with her thumb and forefinger, "And there's a little extra help along the way."

For example, polishing, waxing, crystal coating, adding large amounts of calcium, etc.

He used almost every method he could to improve the appearance of the sun coral, and finally succeeded in obtaining a small, perfectly round coral.