Akagi adjusted a few papers in her hands before looking toward Ethan.
"Now that you've returned, get some rest. The Gala is tomorrow."
Ethan groaned immediately.
"Right. The rich people gathering."
Whitney looked offended.
"You say that like you're not one of them."
"I emotionally reject the title."
"You live in a mansion with indoor fountains."
"Against my will."
Akagi ignored them expertly and turned toward Lusamine.
"And please inform us if you'll be staying the night, Miss Lawliet."
Lusamine gave a graceful bow.
"Thank you for the offer, but my attendants will likely retrieve me within a few hours."
Shinku, already halfway down another hallway, spoke without even turning around.
"Then leave after dinner."
Everyone looked toward him.
"It would be rude otherwise."
Lusamine blinked once.
Then smiled softly.
"...Understood."
Honestly—
For a moment she understood where Ethan got parts of his personality from.
The straightforwardness.
The casual sincerity.
Just… hidden beneath years of corporate refinement in Shinku's case.
Soon afterward, the group began heading upstairs.
Lyra was still looking around the mansion like she expected legendary Pokémon to casually appear behind corners.
Bugsy whispered to Falkner:
"I think this hallway alone costs more than my house."
Falkner nodded.
"Probably."
Tade-Ai meanwhile marched beside Scyther proudly while explaining absolutely nonsense facts.
"And THIS is where Gēgē fell down the stairs when he was six."
Ethan immediately pointed.
"Traitor."
"You cried."
"I was bleeding!"
Whitney nearly collapsed laughing.
Akagi walked ahead calmly beside Kitsu.
Then suddenly spoke.
"By the way."
Ethan looked up.
"Tomorrow, you two will finally meet my boyfriend."
Ethan nodded absentmindedly.
"Yeah, ok."
Kitsu nodded too.
"Cool."
Five seconds passed.
Then both siblings froze simultaneously as the information finally loaded.
"...Wait."
Ethan pointed directly at Akagi.
"Boyfriend?!"
Kitsu looked equally betrayed.
"WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!"
Akagi looked completely calm.
"It's a recent development."
Ethan stared at her in disbelief.
"I was gone for ONE MONTH."
"And I have known him for considerably longer than one month."
"THAT IS NOT THE POINT."
Whitney gasped dramatically.
"THE ELDEST SIBLING LORE EXPANDS."
Lyra whispered to Sabrina:
"Why does this family reveal life-changing information like weather reports?"
Sabrina adjusted her glasses.
"At this point I believe it's hereditary."
Kitsu crossed her arms suspiciously.
"Alright."
"What's his name?"
Akagi answered casually.
"Steven Stone."
Silence.
Ethan blinked once.
Then twice.
His brain immediately started digging through old memories from before his regression.
Hoenn.
Champion-level trainer.
Devon Corporation heir.
Rare stone collector.
Metagross.
Absurdly rich.
"...Oh no."
Akagi raised an eyebrow.
"Oh no?"
Ethan slowly lowered his hand over his face.
"You somehow found literally the only man on the planet Dad might actually approve of instantly."
Whitney looked confused.
"Who's Steven Stone?"
Everyone turned toward her.
Whitney blinked.
"What?"
Falkner looked mildly horrified.
"You don't know Steven Stone?"
"He sounds like a geology professor."
Bugsy nearly choked.
"He's the heir to Devon Corporation!"
Lyra gasped.
"WAIT."
She looked at Akagi.
"So your boyfriend is another billionaire battle monster?!"
"...That is an aggressively accurate description," Ethan admitted.
Kitsu stared at Akagi suspiciously now.
"How did you even meet him?"
Akagi answered immediately.
"Corporate summit."
Whitney slapped her forehead.
"OF COURSE IT WAS."
Ethan sighed deeply.
"This family keeps accidentally creating political alliances through romance."
Lusamine quietly listened nearby.
And internally—
She had suddenly become much more aware of one terrifying fact.
The Harmonia family wasn't just wealthy.
They were connected.
Deeply connected.
Elite Four.
Corporate giants.
Regional influence.
And somehow Ethan still wandered forests chasing Scyther while yelling:
"WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?!"
Honestly—
That somehow made him even stranger.
Meanwhile across the sea.
In a land far away, a man adjusted the cuff of his expensive gray coat as he stepped toward a private jet.
The airport staff around him moved nervously.
Not because he was loud.
Quite the opposite.
The man barely spoke at all.
But pressure followed him naturally.
Cold.
Sharp.
Controlled.
His silver-blue hair shifted slightly in the wind while steel-colored eyes scanned the runway with quiet indifference.
Behind him stood an Aggron like a moving fortress.
Massive.
Silent.
Watching everything.
An assistant hurried beside him carrying several documents.
"Mr. Stone, the Hoenn branch finalized the Devon excavation contracts this morning."
The man answered calmly.
"Good."
"The Johto investors also confirmed attendance at tomorrow's gala."
That made him pause slightly.
"Johto?"
"Yes sir."
The assistant checked the clipboard.
"The Harmonia Corporation specifically requested Devon representation."
A small flicker crossed the man's eyes at that name.
Harmonia.
Even in Hoenn, that name carried weight.
Ancient money.
League influence.
Corporate reach.
The kind of family that could casually change regional markets if they felt like it.
The assistant continued carefully.
"There was also… a personal invitation."
He handed over a sealed envelope.
The silver-haired man opened it quietly.
Inside was only a short message.
You work too much.
Come to Johto.
Also I want you to meet my little brothers properly.
— Akagi
Silence.
Then—
Very slightly—
The corner of his mouth twitched upward.
The assistant nearly fainted from shock.
Because Steven Stone almost never reacted visibly to anything.
Aggron rumbled quietly beside him.
Steven folded the letter carefully and placed it inside his coat.
"...Prepare the flight."
"Immediately, sir!"
The assistant practically sprinted away.
Steven looked out toward the distant ocean beyond the runway.
Johto.
Truthfully—
He originally intended to refuse.
Corporate galas were exhausting.
Too many fake smiles.
Too many politicians pretending they understood business.
Too many rich heirs trying too hard.
But Akagi asking personally?
That changed things.
And besides—
He was curious.
She spoke about her younger brothers surprisingly often.
Especially one of them.
The strange one.
The assistant returned nervously.
"The jet is ready, Mr. Stone."
Steven stopped just before entering the jet.
The wind pulled lightly at his coat as something crossed his mind.
"...Before I go," he said calmly, "is the gift prepared?"
One of the Devon employees immediately stepped forward carrying a reinforced silver suitcase.
"Yes, sir."
He opened it carefully.
Inside rested a black-and-white Poké Ball marked with a silver H-shaped insignia.
Beside it—
A Key Stone necklace.
And a strange emerald-colored crystal.
Steven's eyes softened slightly.
"Luxrite."
A rare Mega Stone discovered through Devon's overseas research programs.
Extremely difficult to obtain.
Especially outside the Torren Region.
Steven closed the suitcase gently.
"Akagi has been searching for one for years."
The employee nodded carefully.
"The Torren researchers were reluctant to part with it."
Steven looked out toward the clouds.
"Most people would be."
Delta Pokémon research from Torren was considered unstable, controversial, and revolutionary all at once.
Which made this gift—
Very expensive.
Very dangerous.
And very meaningful.
Steven picked up the suitcase himself.
"I'll deliver it personally."
Meanwhile back in Johto.
Erika blinked the moment she entered Ethan's room.
Akagi had placed a sleek suitcase onto the table.
Ethan pointed at it casually.
"For the emotional damage of trading a Bellsprout in front of you for an Onix."
Erika immediately narrowed her eyes.
"...I got over that."
Whitney folded her arms.
"It has been two weeks. I seriously doubt that."
Erika looked away slightly.
"...That's not the point."
Ethan chuckled.
"I still promised you a Bulbasaur."
That made Erika pause.
Then Akagi opened the suitcase.
Click.
Everyone in the room went silent.
Inside rested a pure black-and-white Poké Ball with the Harmonia insignia engraved into the surface.
Next to it sat a Key Stone necklace.
And beside that—
A glowing green crystal.
Sabrina adjusted her glasses immediately.
"...A Mega Stone."
Akagi nodded once.
Then looked toward Erika.
"Tell me," she said calmly, "have you heard of the Torren Region?"
Erika blinked.
As heir to the Midori family, she had studied foreign regions before.
"Yes."
Whitney tilted her head.
"Wait, that's the region with the weird Pokémon stories, right?"
Sabrina nodded slightly.
"Delta Species."
Akagi smiled faintly.
"Correct."
She rested her hand lightly against the special Poké Ball.
"In this Poké Ball is a Bulbasaur."
Erika's eyes widened slightly.
Then Akagi added:
"...But not a normal one."
The room grew quiet.
Akagi pressed the button lightly.
The Poké Ball opened.
White light burst forward—
Then took shape.
A small Pokémon landed softly on the floor.
Everyone froze.
Whitney pointed immediately.
"THAT BULBASAUR IS PINK."
The Bulbasaur looked up calmly.
Its body was light Pink with blue markings running across its skin like moonlight patterns.
The bulb on its back glowed faintly pink-green.
And around it—
Tiny psychic particles floated through the air like drifting lights.
Erika stared completely speechless.
Sabrina's eyes sharpened instantly.
"...A Delta Bulbasaur."
Akagi nodded.
"A Psychic and Fairy type."
Silence.
Even Ethan blinked slightly.
Because despite his memories—
Actually seeing one in person felt surreal.
Whitney slowly crouched down.
"...Ok that's adorable."
The Delta Bulbasaur tilted its head.
Then accidentally released a pulse of pink psychic energy that lifted a pillow into the air.
Whitney pointed again.
"IT HAS BABY TELEKINESIS."
Sabrina adjusted her glasses.
"Psychic output is stable too… impressive."
Bugsy pointed slowly at the pink Bulbasaur sitting happily in Erika's lap.
"...Is this legal?"
Akagi answered immediately.
"With the proper paperwork, yes."
Bugsy shook his head quickly.
"No, I mean religiously."
The room went quiet.
Ethan blinked.
"...Are you talking about the Church of Arceus?"
Bugsy nodded seriously.
"Yeah."
Whitney immediately lost composure.
"THAT IS NOT A SENTENCE PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE TO ASK."
Bugsy defended himself instantly.
"I'm serious! The Church already gets weird about Ghost types and artificial Pokémon!"
Sabrina adjusted her glasses.
"...He has a point."
Everyone looked at her.
Sabrina continued calmly:
"The more conservative branches of the Church believe regional mutations interfere with Arceus's intended natural design."
Lyra slowly raised a hand.
"Ok that's mildly horrifying."
Akagi looked entirely unbothered.
"The Torren Region legally classifies Delta Species as naturally occurring regional variants."
Bugsy immediately countered:
"Yeah but the Johto branch once declared Porygon spiritually suspicious."
Nobody could argue with that.
Whitney rubbed her face.
"...I forgot your religion has audits."
Ethan crossed his arms.
"To be fair, Porygon probably would look terrifying to ancient farmers."
Bugsy pointed dramatically.
"Exactly!"
The Delta Bulbasaur blinked innocently.
Then accidentally lifted Bugsy's hat with psychic power.
Bugsy froze.
The Bulbasaur tilted its head.
Bugsy slowly took his hat back.
"...Ok see that's adorable."
Erika smiled softly while gently holding the Pokémon.
"It's not hurting anyone."
Akagi nodded once.
"And before anyone asks—"
She pulled a folder out of the suitcase.
"Import permits."
Another paper.
"League approval."
Another.
"Church compliance verification."
Whitney stared.
"...You pre-prepared religious paperwork."
Akagi looked confused.
"Of course."
Ethan sighed.
"Right. Harmonia family."
Lusamine, who had been quietly watching this entire exchange, finally spoke.
"...Your family prepares for problems before they exist."
Akagi smiled faintly.
"It's easier that way."
Meanwhile the Delta Bulbasaur had fully decided Erika was safe and climbed higher into her arms.
Sabrina observed it carefully.
"...Psychic stability is unusually high for a young Delta Pokémon."
Ethan looked toward her.
"That's dangerous?"
"Potentially."
The Bulbasaur yawned.
Three books floated off Ethan's shelf.
Whitney immediately pointed.
"IT'S DOING MAGIC AGAIN."
The books gently rotated in the air before falling onto Ethan's bed.
Silence.
Then Bugsy whispered:
"...Ok maybe the Church had a tiny point."
To be continue
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