Chapter 412 - 413: Izabe Island, Hypocritical Harley

Chapter 412: Chapter 413: Izabe Island, Hypocritical Harley

Chapter 413: Izabe Island, Hypocritical Harley

After saying goodbye to Dr. Moroboshi and Annu, Ash’s group boarded a ferry bound for Izabe Island, preparing to participate in the Grand Festival held in Purika City.

"Eevee, use Disarming Voice, then use Swift..."

Ash directed his Eevee to train. He decided to use Eevee to compete in this Purika Grand Festival.

Well... mainly because Eevee had ’persuaded’ the other main Pokemon for the Grand Festival to voluntarily give up their chance to appear.

Of course, Ash hadn’t originally wanted to participate, especially since May had decided to send out Bulbasaur to wash away her shame, but at May’s request, Ash had no choice but to participate.

May’s reasoning was simple; she just wanted Ash to test the progress she had made during this period.

"Ash, by letting Eevee compete, you aren’t planning to use a Z-Move in the competition, are you?" Brock asked curiously.

He didn’t doubt Eevee’s level, but Eevee’s move pool was truly hard to describe; it was a racial limitation that could not be overcome through later efforts.

"A Z-Move? It’s not to that extent. It’s mainly because Eevee herself wanted to play around, so we’re just giving it a try."

Using a Z-Move in a Grand Festival—it’s not like Ash couldn’t afford to lose.

If a Trainer from the Alola region saw this, wouldn’t he be mocked until he quit the group?

Besides, his Eevee was a Partner Eevee, and it hadn’t even shown its partner moves yet, so how could it possibly use a Z-Move?

"Bulbasaur, use Razor Leaf, then follow up with Vine Whip to knock the leaves down."

On the other side, May was also conducting her final intensive training.

Having learned from her previous failure, May’s Bulbasaur had made significant progress. The precision and control of its moves had improved rapidly; the only potential hidden danger was its courage.

After all, the last time Bulbasaur appeared, it had gotten stage fright immediately upon seeing the large audience below the stage.

"Hi! Your performance just now was quite good. Are you also here on Izabe Island to participate in the Grand Festival?"

At this moment, a man with a Cacturne walked up to May. The man’s attire was quite bizarre; his style was basically a cosplay of Cacturne.

In short, this person gave off a feeling of being hypocritical.

"Uh... that is my plan. Is there something you need?" May looked over with a puzzled expression.

"I am also here to participate in the Purika Grand Festival. Please treat me well. May I ask..."

"My name is May."

"Miss May, hello. My name is Harley, and this is my partner, Cacturne!"

Harley proudly introduced his Pokemon to May.

"Cacturne?!"

Seeing a Pokemon she didn’t recognize at all, May took out her Pokedex again.

Seeing May’s action, Harley thought to himself: Could she be a newbie Trainer who doesn’t recognize Cacturne?

"So it’s a Dark-type Pokemon. It does look a bit scary."

May’s blunt words sounded extremely grating to Harley’s ears; he did not agree with her opinion at all.

Scary? What do you mean, scary? His Cacturne was aloof and cool! It wasn’t scary at all!

The words of rebuttal reached his lips, but Harley swallowed them back down, his mouth twitching slightly. "Ye...yes..."

"Well... if you don’t mind, how about having some cookies? I made them myself!"

Harley took out a box of cookies and handed them to May.

"Then I won’t be polite!"

As the famous foodie May, how could she resist in front of food? She picked one up and put it in her mouth to taste.

"Hmm, Mr. Harley, your skills are quite good. These cookies are actually pretty tasty!"

This conservative praise made Harley feel offended, a flash of something passing through his eyes.

Pretty tasty? To him, this was simply an insult.

"Cacturne?"

After hearing May’s praise, Bulbasaur looked at May with longing eyes.

May looked down. "What’s wrong, Bulbasaur? Do you want to eat some too?"

"Um... Mr. Harley..." Just as May looked up, Harley’s figure had already disappeared.

Inside the cabin not far away.

Harley fiercely stuck a photo of May into his little notebook, muttering:

"What is that girl doing? I can’t believe it. She doesn’t know Cacturne, says it’s scary, and then gives a ’pretty tasty’ evaluation. It’s infuriating! This girl May is simply unforgivable!"

As he spoke, Harley drew a skull mark on May’s photo.

After marking May’s information, Harley inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ash on the other side and immediately put on a hypocritical expression as he approached him.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ash?"

"Huh? I am. Is there something you need?"

Ash looked at Harley with interest. He had heard the conversation between Harley and May clearly, and at the same time, he had sensed malice from Harley’s Aura.

From this, he could conclude that this guy was not a good person.

"It’s like this, Mr. Ash. I am also a Coordinator here to participate in the Purika Grand Festival on Izabe Island. At the same time, I am also a fan of yours, Mr. Ash. I have watched every Grand Festival you have participated in..."

Harley showered Ash with praise, from the Grand Festival to the Silver Conference, and finally even brought up the Indigo Plateau Conference.

Ash also understood that this guy was saying these things merely to make him develop a sense of arrogance and complacency, and then find flaws to attack him with, thereby affecting his state of mind.

However, since this guy was so good at buttering people up, Ash was happy to let him continue. At worst, after the match, instead of sending him to the police station, he would just let the League reward him with a permanent ban.

Pokemon battles didn’t forbid the use of tactics, but it was better for people who played dirty to steer clear of legitimate competitions.

After the ship docked, Harley saw May walking over and slipped away early; he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to suppress his inner impulses.

May watched Harley’s back and asked Ash: "Huh? Ash, do you guys know Mr. Harley too?"

"Well... barely, I guess. In any case, this guy is not a good person," Ash said.

"Not a good person? But why do I feel like Mr. Harley is a pretty nice guy? He even gave me delicious cookies..." May said naively.

"..."

Ash was speechless. Had a single cookie really bought you off?

"I actually think Ash’s judgment is very accurate. That guy named Harley gave me a feeling of being very hypocritical and calculating," Brock said.

Hearing Brock agree with Ash’s assessment, May was shocked. "Eh? Brock, you think so too?"

"In short, you can’t believe a single word that guy says."

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