The gaze finally landed on Sato Kenta.
Without Meloetta's ability to help, Sato Kenta suffered the backlash of the "Revealing Mirror."
His eyes turned blood-red, becoming violent and mad.
He drove the Tornadus and the just-recovered Thundurus towards Natsuhiko.
"Zekrom, Bolt Strike!"
"Crack—!!"
The turbine on Zekrom's tail, full of a sense of technology, lit up with blue light, and a terrifying voltage surged out.
Two currents, like lightning, cut through the air in two arcs at high speed, hitting the Tornadus, which had also lost its self-consciousness, from two directions.
The blazing currents collided on the Tornadus.
"Thunder—!!"
The giant bird-shaped Tornadus curled up in pain.
It spat out a mouthful of black breath and fell straight into the sea.
"Melo!!"
Meloetta, who had learned to be strong, flew out from Natsuhiko's arms, rushing toward Thundurus.
Accompanied by the sonorous tune of the "Ancient Song," Meloetta's hair instantly turned red, and with graceful high-pitched dance steps, it walked on air and kicked Thundurus's head hard.
This kick.
Made Thundurus regain a bit of consciousness.
He had just suffered a beating not long ago.
Blinking twice, he recognized the Meloetta in front of him.
Just as he tried to show a smile, he was greeted by Meloetta's downward spiral kick, sending him to accompany Tornadus.
Meanwhile, Natsuhiko walked step by step towards where Sato Kenta was.
With him were his several Pokémon with unfriendly looks.
Sato Kenta had lost his mind, but fortunately, the "Hunter O" behind him and the middle-aged man in religious robes couldn't help but swallow hard.
Natsuhiko came to the crazed Sato Kenta.
The other two directly stepped into Kapu Bear's embrace, offering an ultimate "loving hug."
After two crisp sounds, they lost their ability to act.
Natsuhiko looked directly at Sato Kenta, a memory of Kenji from Goldenrod City flashed silently in his mind.
He grabbed the "Revealing Mirror" from his hand.
"Meloetta," Natsuhiko called out.
Meloetta understood his intention, flying above his head, with the lingering song echoing, creamy white energy like musical notes gathered around it, wrapping it up.
Finally injecting into the "Revealing Mirror."
The "Revealing Mirror" emitted a brilliant light, instantly breaking the control over the Kami Trio.
It also slowly brought Sato Kenta back to his senses.
He stared blankly at Natsuhiko in front of him.
Before he could speak, Natsuhiko gently touched his ear, a hidden in-ear communicator appeared in his hand.
He put the earphone into his ear in front of Sato Kenta.
It was clear that the connection on the other end of the earphone was not broken, there was sound.
No need to guess who it was.
A brief silence.
A voice came from the other end of the earphone.
"Ha ha—N."
The familiar laughter, the familiar tone, it was Tom Rokicki.
Natsuhiko's fist tightened slightly, then quickly relaxed.
He only calmly pressed the earphone, saying:
"Tom Rokicki, from today, the United Market is mine."
"Oh?"
Tom Rokicki's voice carried a hint of flippancy, seemingly not taking Natsuhiko's words to heart.
"And also," Natsuhiko ignored her response.
He continued, "All cooperation with you and Rocket Team stops today."
Silence.
Natsuhiko slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Take care of your Johto Region, I'll see how long you can last."
Crack!
After speaking, Natsuhiko exerted a slight force with his psychic power, the earphone was directly crushed, turning into sparkling fragments drifting down beside him.
Hearing Natsuhiko's words, Sato Kenta was already dazed sitting on the ground.
Natsuhiko squatted down.
He placed his hand on Sato Kenta's shoulder.
He could clearly feel the confusion in Sato Kenta's consciousness, thoughts, and spirit.
This wasn't merely the backlash from the "Revealing Mirror."
It was also caused by Tom Rokicki's Mr. Mime, long-term mental suppression, and psychic manipulation.
You could say.
Without Tom Rokicki and her Mr. Mime's restriction, Sato Kenta would be like a madman, with very little self-awareness and ability to act.
Simply put, he's ruined.
Natsuhiko looked into his lifeless eyes, his psychic power slowly conveyed a message into his chaotic consciousness and spirit.
"Kenji said he doesn't blame you."
Upon hearing this.
Sato Kenta's expression froze instantly.
His pale face showed a bit of disbelief, staring blankly at Natsuhiko.
Tears of remorse.
Fell crazily from his bloodshot eyes.
"Kenji..."
A hoarse, low voice whispered in a way only the two of them could hear.
Natsuhiko again felt in Sato Kenta's chaotic consciousness, the last trace of stubbornness breaking free from its chaotic constraints, regaining some control.
"Hel...p... me... end... me, plea...se..." he stammered intermittently.
Natsuhiko's expression turned complex.
"Okay."
He patted Sato Kenta's shoulder again.
A terrifying psychic power entered, shattering all his spirit.
"Be...ware..."
Sato Kenta's eyes showed relief.
With his final bit of self-awareness, he sketched a pattern in his mind, conveying one last message to Natsuhiko.
Seeing the pattern he had "drawn," Natsuhiko fell silent.
A flower.
Still that flower.
That little white flower, pure and flawless, yet it made the current Natsuhiko feel like he was in an ice cave.