Chapter 760: I Have Waited a Long Time for You
"I don't think I have the obligation to tell you."
Mewtwo glanced at Kazuya and directly turned to leave.
His words were full of indifference.
He probably felt that Kazuya was no match for him and thus didn't take him seriously.
"Why is this guy so full of himself? We just saved him."
Seeing Mewtwo's poor attitude toward his Master, Scizor's red face instantly scowled.
What was the strength of that Mega Meganium just now?
It could easily beat a Mewtwo.
If they hadn't shown up, wouldn't this Mewtwo have been tied up in a sack by Team Rocket and taken back for "training"?
And now, this was his attitude.
Besides.
Who was his Master?
It was already generous enough that this young, fledgling god wasn't made to kowtow three times upon meeting.
How dare he be so arrogant?
"Well~ It's normal to be vigilant in this post-apocalyptic world. It is our first time meeting, after all."
Lucario reached out and patted Scizor's shoulder. The azure Aura quietly surfaced in his palm, hoping to cool the latter down.
He could feel Scizor's Aura.
So he could guess that Scizor was already entertaining thoughts of beating up Mewtwo.
This was truly unnecessary.
It would only create trouble and attract magical beasts from within the Tree of Beginning to besiege them.
Moreover, Lucario didn't think they had helped Mewtwo all that much.
Even if Mewtwo couldn't win, He could easily escape using Psychic powers.
Team Rocket didn't have any Champion-level Psychic-type Pokémon on hand, so they definitely wouldn't be able to catch Mewtwo. Especially since their strongest, Meganium, was a type of Pokémon not adept at pursuit or initiating attacks.
Therefore.
Whether the three of them appeared or not.
Mewtwo actually wouldn't have been captured.
It was just that Scizor was currently blinded by anger and clearly couldn't consider this point.
Too impulsive.
Still needed some persuading.
"..."
Scizor shot a blank glance at Lucario, then turned to look at Kazuya, "Master, do you want me to go take out that brat?"
He hadn't listened to a single word Lucario said.
Scizor wasn't joking.
As long as Kazuya gave the word, he only needed one minute to catch up to the other party.
And as for wanting to take out that newborn Mewtwo, saying it would be effortless might be a slight exaggeration, but it indeed wouldn't require much thought.
"...No need."
A drop of cold sweat rolled down Kazuya's forehead, and he shook his head to politely decline.
So this child Scizor's usual personality is like this?
A bit abrupt.
It seemed to clash with the polite Scizor from before.
But in reality, he had always been this way.
Right from the start.
Clues could be seen as early as their first meeting over three hundred years ago.
Scizor had charged straight at Meowscarada and started a huge fight just because the playfully mischievous cat disturbed his sleep, showing that this child had a fiery temper since his youth.
His politeness.
Was reserved only for creatures he acknowledged and those stronger than himself.
As Scizor's Master.
Kazuya was, of course, immensely respected.
Even setting aside the bonds with Meowscarada and Scyther.
Just looking at the grace of Kazuya's three years of teaching him back then, Scizor would treat him with the utmost reverence.
This had never changed.
So when facing Kazuya, he would be very well-behaved and obedient, like a model student.
But when dealing with other strangers, it was a completely different face.
It's just that...
In the past, there wasn't a lack of other creatures appearing around Kazuya and Scizor.
So Kazuya had never had the chance to see Scizor's usual attitude toward other creatures.
Until Lucario and Mewtwo appeared one after another...
Now he had seen it.
Ultimately, it was because Kazuya lacked understanding of this student, Scizor.
In the past, he had only looked at the "disciple" Scizor from the perspective of a "Master." As a "disciple," the latter was naturally incredibly outstanding, looking good from every angle.
But looking from a different angle now, he found...
Scizor was practically like a little delinquent.
[An outstanding, obedient good student on the surface, who is actually an arrogant and domineering school bully behind the scenes].
Kazuya felt as if he was witnessing this exact scenario right now.
"Yes."
Scizor obediently nodded and retreated behind Kazuya.
"..."
Lucario looked speechless, but didn't say anything.
After all, even he was a bit annoyed, let alone Scizor, who was Kazuya's disciple.
Understandable.
"Let's go find Him. I feel that child is still capable of communication. He gives me a somewhat familiar feeling. I might know His origin."
Kazuya glanced in the direction Mewtwo had left.
That place.
Was clearly the small tree hollow where Mew used to live. He remembered that his first Plate—the Dread Plate—was carried out from a pile of toys by Mew and tossed to him.
It nearly crushed Kazuya, who was a Piplup at the time, right back into reincarnation.
Lucario nodded.
He inwardly remarked that Kazuya was truly a grand senior on the path of Aura.
To think he could remain completely unperturbed in his heart when facing the attitude of that Mewtwo just now; this broad-mindedness was truly admirable.
He could no longer imagine who could possibly infuriate Lord Kazuya with a single sentence.
Words like that probably didn't exist, right?
The three Pokémon headed in the direction Mewtwo had left.
A few minutes later, they saw Mewtwo sitting cross-legged under a tree, resting. In the small tree hollow nearby, that mountain of toys still existed, appearing even slightly larger than when Kazuya first saw it.
Just as Scizor was about to go up and give the little Mewtwo a show of strength.
Kazuya reached out first, pressing his hand on his shoulder and shaking his head at him.
Scizor didn't speak, stopping in place.
And over here, Kazuya exchanged a glance with Lucario before stepping forward himself.
Sensing a creature approaching.
Mewtwo raised his eyes to look, and seeing it was Kazuya, he retracted his gaze, seemingly unwilling to pay him any attention.
"Being completely unguarded like this is very dangerous, you know. Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly attack you?"
Kazuya said with a smile.
"If you were going to attack, you would have attacked earlier."
"What if we were pretending earlier? To gain your trust or something like that."
"...I can feel the thoughts in your heart. You hold no hostility toward me. I'm not stupid."
"Impressive."
Kazuya gave Mewtwo a thumbs-up.
For an artificial Pokémon that hadn't been born long.
Mewtwo's performance was already considered very excellent.
At least he was much smarter than the previous Mewtwo when He was just born.
"Do you know who used to live here?"
Kazuya reached out and stroked the edge of the tree hollow, then bent down and picked up a music box, "A very cute Mew used to live here."
"Don't casually touch those things."
Mewtwo opened his eyes, glaring at Kazuya with hostility.
He had no interest in those things.
But for Mew, it was different.
Those were all Mew's treasured collections.
"This is called a music box. It was Mew's favorite toy. He loved showing this off to others."
Kazuya ignored him and opened the music box.
A slightly grainy melody bloomed from it, and he gently hummed along to the familiar tune.
"..."
Listening to the sound beside his ear, Mewtwo's eyes gradually widened.
Why did he know the music inside this?
Also.
Why was this voice so familiar?!
The memories hidden within his genes were awakened bit by bit.
Mewtwo suddenly realized he had heard this voice before.
No!
It was Mew who had heard this voice!
"Who are you?"
Mewtwo glared, fixing his eyes on Kazuya.
He didn't know this Darkrai, nor could he find Darkrai's figure in his limited, fragmented memories.
But that voice just now.
He could find it in those memories.
"Me? My name is Kazuya. Have you heard it? Or rather, can you find this name in your memories?"
Kazuya smiled, set down the music box in his hand, and reached out to pat Mewtwo's head.
"You can see my memories?"
Mewtwo subconsciously frowned and dodged.
At this moment, he felt a bit creeped out, a chill running down his spine.
He had clearly barely spoken a few words, and even the word "Kazuya" in his own memories was extremely blurry.
Yet this guy pointed it out immediately.
And accompanying the other party's voice, this name was actually becoming clearer in his mind.
"I can't."
Kazuya shook his head.
There indeed existed abilities in this world that could peek into others' memories.
For example, the Nightmare Corridor he developed not long ago could allow him to see the more terrifying parts of another creature's memories by entering their dreamscape.
But the current Mewtwo wasn't dreaming.
So Kazuya naturally couldn't see anything.
"Then how did you know the name 'Kazuya' appeared in my memories?"
"What do you think?"
"You know Mew, and you guessed that I am a Mewtwo created from that Mew's genes."
Mewtwo said without changing his expression.
At this moment, He also figured everything out.
Psychic-type Pokémon were naturally a highly intelligent species.
"You're quite smart, and much more composed than your older brother."
Kazuya smiled and nodded. He reached out his hand once again.
This time, Mewtwo did not dodge.
He allowed Kazuya to place his hand on his head.
Feeling the gentle pressure and familiar technique, Mewtwo couldn't help but close his eyes to feel it carefully, the tip of his tail swaying back and forth as if losing control.
Yes.
It was that feeling from the memories.
Although the image seemed somewhat different, the Pokémon in front of him was exactly the "Kazuya" he had been waiting for.
He hadn't deceived himself.
It made sense.
Only Mew's friend could immediately ask that kind of question and guess His origin.
"Oh~ The fur on your body actually feels the same as Mew's."
Kazuya's technique was gentle, as if petting a kitten, and he said gently, "So, can you tell me your story now?"
He looked at Mewtwo, a touch of nostalgia and sorrow flashing through his eyes.
The last time he rubbed that little guy.
Was already over two hundred years ago.
That innocent and cute little furball from back then, had now also been reduced to a puppet of shadow energy...
"...I have waited a long time for you."
Mewtwo stared at the somewhat sorrowful Kazuya, his pupils trembling slightly.
He raised a hand to move Kazuya's palm away, took a deep breath, and began to recount his story.
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