It was like the fragrance of the Viridian Forest.
Like birds chirping at dawn.
Like a faint and elegant scent lingering at the tip of one's nose.
It was like warm sunlight shining through a window, gently waking someone from sleep.
But this kiss was completely different.
There was no hint of flirtation.
No trace of desire.
Instead, it was like the scent of fresh earth in nature.
Like a crystal-clear river flowing quietly.
Like willow branches swaying along the banks.
Like blooming flowers whispering in the wind, accompanied by birdsong.
Logan had never imagined that Yellow would suddenly kiss him.
It felt as though he had not touched the soft lips of a girl—
But rather the whisper of the Viridian Forest itself.
The fragrance of nature.
It was as it was nature kissing him.
As if he had become one with the entire natural world.
The vastness of the sky.
The solidity of the earth.
The waves of the ocean.
The assault of flames.
The nourishment of rain.
The flourishing of plants.
Even the mysterious energies drifting through space itself—
At that moment, Logan felt all of it.
The sensation was similar to when his consciousness had merged with Mewtwo's psychic power earlier.
When he had seen the world through Mewtwo's eyes.
Logan understood.
The perception he was experiencing now was the world seen through Yellow's perspective.
Through this kiss, the girl was showing him what the world looked like in her eyes.
The immense power of nature seemed like an inseparable chaos—
Yet within that chaos it was perfectly divided into eighteen distinct parts.
Normal.
Fire.
Water.
Grass.
Electric.
Ice.
Fighting.
Poison.
Ground.
Flying.
Psychic.
Bug.
Rock.
Ghost.
Dragon.
Dark.
Steel.
Fairy.
Those eighteen powers represented the eighteen Pokémon types discovered by humanity.
Among them, Logan even recognized the same Ice power used earlier by the masked man.
That mysterious figure must have already mastered the Ice portion of nature's power, which was why he could freeze the entire world with such terrifying might.
Logan remembered reading something long ago in an ancient manuscript.
It spoke of a mysterious power known as the Ultimate Secret Art.
A power that required a trainer to draw upon the forces of nature and transmit them to their Pokémon before it could be unleashed.
At the time, Logan had dismissed it as fantasy.
He had assumed the manuscript was probably written by some ancient novelist.
After all, the concept sounded far too mystical.
But now—
He realized it was real.
This power also revealed something extremely important:
The true role of the trainer in battle.
Weak trainers focused only on strengthening their Pokémon.
They believed that as long as their Pokémon were powerful, nothing else mattered.
They never cared about their own growth.
Nor about the bond they shared with their Pokémon.
Because of that, their potential always had a limit.
True strength came from both trainer and Pokémon becoming stronger together.
Battles did not belong to Pokémon alone.
They belonged to trainer and Pokémon together.
Only when both hearts were united could they reach higher realms of power.
Among the eighteen possible paths of natural power—
Logan immediately chose the two most important to him.
Then—
The kiss ended.
Yellow lowered her head shyly, her face burning red.
Her heart pounded wildly.
Her senses seemed magnified as she noticed the shocked expressions on everyone around them.
She did not know how to explain what she had just done.
She had only wanted to pass her understanding to Logan.
But after thinking about it again and again—
This was the only method she could come up with.
"…Big brother… did you… feel it?"
Logan was still half-bent forward, touching his Cheeks.
To others, it looked like he was lost in the softness of the kiss.
But in reality—
He was immersed in the overwhelming power of nature he had just experienced.
"Huh? Oh…"
His delayed reaction caused everyone to misunderstand.
Even Sabrina, who had already shared intimate moments with him before, looked at him with a strange expression—
As if staring at a complete pervert.
Was kissing a little girl really that unforgettable?
Logan quickly noticed the awkward atmosphere.
Instead of explaining, he stood up and said calmly,
"…Yellow, what you gave me is far too profound."
"It's impossible to fully master it instantly."
"I'm not like you."
"You were born in harmony with nature itself."
"Almost as if the Viridian Forest gave birth to you."
Hearing that, Yellow lowered her head in disappointment.
After listening to Lance's earlier words, she had reached an understanding.
Then she had spent a long time thinking about how to pass that power to Logan.
She had hoped it would make him even stronger.
But now it seemed she had been wrong.
Logan gently grabbed her head and smiled.
"Hey, little one. Don't look so sad."
"Even though I can't master it instantly, the understanding is now engraved in my mind."
"I can definitely use it once."
"And once you can use it once, you gain experience."
"Eventually, I'll master it completely."
He raised his hand.
The Mega Garchomp, which had been resting for a long time, stepped forward.
Its massive body—more than ten meters long—looked like a monster from a fairy tale.
"Well, Garchomp?"
"After resting so long, can you unleash one final ultimate attack?"
Garchomp opened its mouth, revealing rows of terrifying teeth.
It nodded with a ferocious grin.
Lowering its body slightly, it allowed Logan to leap onto its back in a single motion.
"Then let's go."
"Show your most brilliant side."
"Bring this war to an end."
"And let Lance truly understand…"
"What despair feels like!"
"ROOOOOOOAR—!!!"
Garchomp let out a thunderous dragon roar.
With powerful legs and beating wings, it shot into the sky—
Charging straight toward Lugia and Zekrom.
"It's coming!"
High in the sky, Lance saw the Mega Garchomp rushing toward him.
Grabbing every second to recover, he roared at Zekrom:
"Zekrom! Please!"
"Buy me the final moments I need!"
"ROOOOOOOAR—!!!"
The pride of a Legendary Pokémon would not allow Zekrom to surrender so easily.
It squeezed out the last of its strength.
Its tail generator spun violently once more.
A massive storm of lightning erupted from its body.
At that moment—
Night finally ended.
The sun rose in the east.
Darkness retreated as dawn arrived.
The curtain of night fell away.
Magnificent sunlight illuminated the world.
Logan stood atop Mega Garchomp, his Champion's Cloak fluttering violently in the rushing wind.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sharing the deepest understanding within his soul with Garchomp—
He unleashed the Legendary Secret Art of Dragons.
Its name was—
"Ultimate Dragon: Heaven-Shaking Cataclysm!"
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