To defeat a down-bad Soyo, Anon had finally realized she had to sink even lower herself.
Honestly, Soyo's antics were beyond comprehension. Anon genuinely wanted to know exactly what had happened between Soyo and Satoshi in the past—
It had even cost her sleep last night!
Last night, in their room…
A perfect chance.
Soyo slipped quietly from her bed, footsteps feather-light, terrified she might wake Satoshi, who lay peacefully immersed in sweet dreams.
And what exactly did she plan to do?
Well, obviously…
"Haa… haa…"
A soft blush tinted Soyo's cheeks, her breathing shallow and quick, as her fingers tenderly caressed Satoshi's face.
Living together was such a rare chance—she absolutely had to get intimate with her boyfriend.
This act thoroughly ruined Anon's meditation as she mentally prepared herself for the Island Challenge. Not only did she lose precious rest, but seeing someone treat her beloved this way put an irritating weight on her chest.
Even someone as good-natured as Anon couldn't resist the impulse to punch Soyo at that moment.
I haven't even taken any couple selfies with Satoshi to show off online—but look at you!
Normal girls competed for guys in reasonable ways—but who went around stealing a boyfriend like this?!
"Soyo, we should really sleep soon."
"I know, Anon~ Just give me one more minute."
Despite saying this, Soyo's hand continued downward, gently resting on Satoshi's chest to feel his calm breathing and comforting warmth.
"You said the same thing an hour ago—and you responded the exact same way then, too."
Her trust utterly gone, Anon rose from her bed and marched over to Satoshi's bedside, determined to stop Soyo's down-bad nonsense once and for all.
They'd been roommates long enough for Anon to see this coming a mile away.
Anon gripped Soyo's wrist firmly—strong enough to restrain her.
"Anon, have you ever heard of a Pokémon called Kingambit?"
"Huh? No, I haven't. What about it?"
Unfortunately, Soyo had suddenly brought up an utterly bizarre topic, piquing Anon's curiosity.
As Galar's least-studious exchange student, she genuinely didn't recognize the Pokémon name. At least it wasn't from Kanto or Galar—so where exactly was it from?
"Kingambit has this move called Kowtow Cleave. It kneels before the opponent, catching them off guard—then slashes forward, always hitting its mark."
Soyo's lips curled into a gentle smile. She deliberately softened her tone, speaking as warmly as a teacher patiently explaining a lesson, instantly narrowing the distance between them.
"And your point is…?" Anon tilted her head, confused.
Okay, got it—but how exactly does that relate to what's happening right now?
"…Don't force me to kneel and beg you!"
The same Soyo who had once gotten on her knees before Sakiko now earnestly pleaded her case.
Admittedly, her behavior was over-the-top. But truthfully, Soyo just wanted to start a family with Satoshi.
Having grown up in a broken family herself, she'd barely experienced warmth at home. Her former family—the team called CRYCHIC—had shattered, leaving her empty and lost. But now, after Satoshi had healed her wounded heart, only one thought filled her mind…
I must marry my boyfriend!
Even if she had to resort to capturing the most sinister Hypno to hypnotize him into filling out a marriage certificate, she'd cook this raw rice no matter what!
Letting Satoshi marry someone else…? At the very least… stay with me forever, please!
"Mm-hm… Ahaha~" Anon, oblivious to Soyo's dangerous thoughts, laughed in exasperation, a cold sweat sliding down her forehead.
"Soyo, don't be ridiculous…"
Kneeling was nothing special. Although she had to admit that a photo of Soyo cosplaying Kingambit on her knees might be entertaining, Anon knew better. If she did that, Soyo would definitely retaliate—
She'd probably force her Whimsicott to torment her with Stun Spore and Poison Powder. Down-bad Soyo would absolutely go that far.
"Chihaya Anon has no interest in things like—" Anon declared firmly, eyes clear and resolved.
"Let's touch him together!"
"I have no objections!"
Suddenly, Anon's emotions surged like a crashing wave, her heartbeat pounding urgently like a rhythmic drum.
Wait… What did I just say?!
"Can I take it back?" Anon froze, her grey eyes wide with disbelief.
Anon: ["I have no objections!"]
Calmly, Soyo pulled out her phone and played back the recording.
"I recorded it just now, actually."
Soyo, you little—!
Sure, it was basically blackmail—but honestly, Anon realized if she exposed this, Soyo would suffer far more.
But since things had already come this far, it couldn't hurt to bond with her boyfriend a little herself.
"Oh, fine—I'll touch him too."
Sighing softly, Anon surrendered and expressed her inner desire.
Her fingertips softly brushed Satoshi's skin, prompting a faint reaction from him. The sensation made her dizzy with delight.
It felt incredible—he had a genuinely beautiful physique. Slender yet sturdy, he was irresistibly alluring.
Anon's mouth unconsciously began to water.
Meanwhile, her mind filled with delightfully twisted thoughts.
Next time, maybe I'll catch a Jigglypuff to knock Soyo out properly. If that doesn't work, I'll go to Galar and catch Urshifu, the ultimate Fighting-type, and forcefully put her to sleep.
A Wicked Blow or a Surging Strikes combo would teach down-bad Soyo a lesson!
Thinking back to last night, Anon still wanted to punch Soyo's lights out—but today, none of that mattered.
Because now it was her time to go on a date with Satoshi.
...
Anon and Satoshi had arrived at Heahea Beach, strolling along the soft sands in flip-flops.
As for where Soyo had gone—they'd sneaked out after eating!
Honestly, Anon wanted to wear a swimsuit for Satoshi, but she hadn't, for two main reasons. One, she disliked exposing her body in public, and two…
She was flat!
If Soyo was built like a Miltank, Anon was… she was… flatter than even a female Machamp!
MYGO's weakest, flattest legend—Chihaya Anon!
Anon might be vain and liked attention, but she definitely didn't want attention for something like this.
Wait a second—what if Satoshi actually liked flat girls?!
I… need to ask!
"Satoshi, do you want to see me in a swimsuit?"
With that thought, Anon's eyes sparkled with intense emotion. She subtly leaned forward in her shirt, trying to highlight whatever little √ she had, shyly turning toward her boyfriend.
But instead…
"Wow—Anon, look! There are Pelipper flying overhead~"
Spotting the Pelipper and Wingull soaring through the sky, Satoshi instantly felt the urge to pull out a Poké Ball and catch one.
"And what about me…?"
Anon pointed at her own face, utterly bewildered.