Pokemon: My Trainer Simulator

Chapter 501: Chapter 386: Fallarbor Conference (Part 3)

Although he has only participated twice, both the debut ”Spinning Fire Dance” and the renowned ”Cold Smoke Dance” have left an indelible impression on people.

With critiques from many top Coordinator Trainers and the Master of the Gorgeous Competition Mikoli singing his praises, the scene of admiration and pursuit was inevitable.

It all culminated in this splendid spectacle.

Despite being at the center of it all, Baimu didn’t anticipate this level of popularity, even after deliberately hiding for a month.

He even had a cheering squad—

And yet, he didn’t know a single person in it, which was slightly awkward.

”Hiss...”

Baimu took a deep breath, raised his right hand slightly, as if encapsulating the entire sound of the venue, and then suddenly clenched his fist.

Whoosh!

The move, identical to that at the Kaina Conference, caused all his familiar audience members to suddenly quiet down, as silence rippled through the arena like a tide, welcoming the perfect moment for his performance.

Then.

Bang! Bang!

Azure sheet music spun like satin, colorful notes danced upon it, gradually sketching the figures of Mawile and Blissey.

The two stood one after the other, bowing slightly to the audience, resembling the prelude to some grand dance.

Jingle~

In an instant.

The crisp bell sound tugged at everyone’s heartstrings, as the endearing Mawile tilted its head and stepped forward, its toes touched like dragonflies skimming the water, swiftly engulfing the stage in a misty pale blue smoke.

The melodious song began to play.

A clear voice like the tinkling of a mountain spring as it flows, pale blue notes slowly emerged, swirling around the gracefully dancing Mawile, dancing amidst the ethereal mist, with a cold current attaching to the notes.

In a trance.

Radiating a faint light, they seemed like adorable little elves, appearing and disappearing, akin to playful fawns stirring the rolling mist in the forests.

Fragrances that delighted the senses spread with the misty cloud speckled with starlight, reaching every person, gradually stimulating their minds through their nostrils.

Vaguely.

The magnificent pale blue glowing notes seemed within reach, almost freezing when touched, only to vanish at the moment of contact.

Mysterious, ethereal, serene, melodious...

Every enchanting word associated with a fairyland could describe this performance.

The harmonious singing like a perfect scroll unfolding before your eyes, bringing a three-fold feast of sight, sound, and smell.

The audience was full of relaxed, delighted expressions, bodies unconsciously relaxed, stoically listening to the moving ballad.

When their gaze returned to the stage.

Unnoticed, Mawile’s cool silhouette turned leisurely, each time the bell and song reached a certain point, it would leap lightly like a butterfly.

Every movement seemed to be frozen in time, left in the smoke slowly faded by the cool breeze.

One after another.

The audience’s eyelids trembled, focused yet unable to get enough.

Finally.

The bell ceased, the song gradually quieted.

The ethereal smoke of the Foggy Field dwindled to thin wisps, swirling around the lifelike ice sculptures that appeared sometime before.

Every ice sculpture portrayed a dance pose, capturing each playful and joyful expression of Mawile on their faces.

Even the translucent eyes seemed to contain a trace of captivating brilliance.

The audience couldn’t discern which was the real Mawile, until the low singing suddenly grew louder, and another pale blue note leapt up, landing on one of the ice sculptures.

Pop~

The ice sculpture shattered into countless brilliant points of light, echoing with the audience’s heartstrings’ quivers.

Then the singing resumed, the notes bounced again, mischievous as little elves landing on each ice sculpture, causing them to shatter, turn into a long, soothing cool breeze mixed with fragrance blowing across every audience member’s face.

Ultimately.

The pale blue note landed in the real Mawile’s hand, fulfilling its mission, it dissipated into starlight.

The song stopped completely here.

On the stage, Mawile, Blissey, and Baimu bowed together.

The entire venue fell into a serene silence.

Every audience’s heart lingered in the emotion brought by this performance.

Then.

Someone stood up, eyes brimming with tears, and began to clap.

Numerous audience members followed suit, either raising their arms high or clapping with all their strength, offering the most enthusiastic applause of the competition!

Cheers and shouts shook the universe, as the encouragement thundered like a storm!

”Baimu! Baimu!”

”Baimu! Baimu!”

They shouted this name, as no other words could describe the excitement and exhilaration in their hearts at this moment, if not for the circumstances preventing them, they’d even want to rush into the arena.

The cheering squad chanted in unison, excitement overflowing from everyone’s face.

The venue was so vivacious, it felt like Baimu’s personal performance, with a sea of attendees raising their phones, trying to capture this moment forever in their hearts.

At this moment, almost everyone’s thoughts were—how could it be so beautiful? Why was it so stunning?

What to do if they can’t see it again in the future!?

It was worth it!

They longed to stay here forever and continue watching Mawile and Blissey’s performance!

Why did it move them so much!

The Mawile Fan Club, already in place, uploaded videos of this performance while crying. Since the Kaina City’s competition, their group has expanded from hundreds to nearly ten thousand members.