Pokemon: I refuse to be a supporting character!

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After all, Song Jie was a child from a wealthy family. 

When Li Xiang carefully observed the yacht, he realized it was enormous, with four decks from top to bottom and a total length exceeding 200 feet. 

It was no ordinary rental yacht seen in typical movies; it was a custom-built super private yacht. 

At the rear of the yacht. 

Li Xiang jumped onto the platform and asked curiously, "Why are you also on Qiong Island? 

"Why are you here? Stop talking nonsense!" 

Song Jie, annoyed, grabbed his arm to steady him, "And what's with crashing into my family's boat? You can't leave without explaining!" 

"Hey, it was an accident. Don't be so petty." 

Li Xiang rolled his eyes at him, and the latter chuckled. 

The young man was wearing an open white shirt today, with a slim and well-proportioned figure. His half-exposed chest revealed skin as smooth as snow, even better than a girl's. 

Damn, at such a young age, he's already like this. What will he be like when he grows up? 

A typical Mary Sue novel protagonist! 

Behind him, the heavyweight Feraligatr slowly climbed up, causing the wooden dock to sway slightly but remain sturdy. 

Residual seawater slid off Feraligatr's skin like silk, leaving almost no trace. 

Song Jie's gaze swept over it briefly. 

The yacht's deck in this world wasn't as fragile as in his previous life, where even high heels could damage it. Whether it was Feraligatr or even Snorlax, it wouldn't matter. 

Suddenly.

 A figure appeared on the main deck of the second level. 

"Jie, what's going on? Why aren't you coming up?" 

Hearing the voice, Li Xiang looked up but couldn't see clearly due to the intense sunlight. At first glance, he thought it was some kind of statue. 

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a little girl in a white dress with pink skirt and white hair, around thirteen or fourteen years old. 

"Nothing much, just ran into my classmate." 

Song Jie responded with a smile, then took Li Xiang's hand and led him up the internal stairs toward the stern well of the main deck. 

The yacht's four levels were divided into the lower deck, main deck, upper deck, and sun deck. 

The stern well on the main deck offered an open view and plenty of sunlight, making it a popular area for activities and entertainment. 

Inside the stern well was the yacht's largest indoor area—the main salon. 

This was where Song Jie was taking Li Xiang. 

However, at first glance, Li Xiang saw four girls sitting on the semi-circular sofa. Each had a different appearance, but all were youthful, beautiful, and radiant.

Instantly, Li Xiang turned to Song Jie with a shocked expression. 

I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! 

And four of them! 

That's too much! 

Young man! You're still so young!

"What are you thinking? Don't mess around here, go greet them!"

Unable to withstand Li Xiang's burning gaze, Song Jie pushed him angrily. 

Only then did Li Xiang turn back and, under Song Jie's introduction, greeted the four girls who appeared to be around the same age. 

It was definitely a misunderstanding, and he knew it. 

The girl who had spoken earlier was Song Jie's older sister, named Anya, who for some reason took her mother's surname. 

She sat gracefully, with a reserved smile, clearly a young lady from a wealthy family.

 In terms of appearance, she shared Song Jie's smooth, delicate skin and had shoulder-length silver hair, though her eye color was unusual, resembling two pink diamonds. 

Colored contacts?

Li Xiang didn't stare too long; it would be impolite to keep looking at someone's sister. 

The girl next to her, had an Eastern face but was named Abigail. She had short, messy black hair with uneven bangs and two strands sticking up on either side, resembling dog ears. 

Her skin was slightly tanned, a healthy wheat color. 

Despite her young age, her figure was well-developed, with key areas prominently raised.

 However, her expression was cold and displeased, as if someone owed her money. 

If she hadn't softened and nodded when greeting him, Li Xiang would have thought he had offended her somehow. 

The remaining two - 

One was named Zhao Jie, with pink wavy hair tied into a side ponytail. She wore light makeup and smiled as she spoke, holding the arm of the girl next to her. 

The girl being held was named Lu Shu, also with short black hair, neatly parted to reveal her fair forehead, with a single white streak on the left side... quite stylish.

After greeting them, Li Xiang excused himself, as his mother would likely be worried if she didn't see him for too long. 

He was only wearing a pair of swim trunks and a shirt, and he didn't have his phone with him, so he couldn't stay long. 

"Won't you stay a bit longer?" 

Song Jie was somewhat reluctant. Introducing Li Xiang to his sister and the others wasn't just for a simple greeting. 

He wanted to expand Li Xiang's social circle and connections. 

After all, the four girls present were all from upper-class backgrounds. 

Building good relationships with them would only be beneficial. 

"If I stay any longer, my dad might call the police," Li Xiang patted Song Jie's back and laughed, "Don't worry, there will be plenty of chances to meet in the future. I'll consider it when I feel like giving up on working hard." 

Since the people above couldn't hear, Li Xiang didn't hold back with his jokes. 

"Get out of here! Stop talking nonsense!" 

Song Jie kicked him lightly, a smile breaking through before he quickly composed himself and pretended to be angry, "Making jokes about my sister and rejecting my kindness, young man! You need to know your limits!" 

"Ugh!" 

Li Xiang made a gagging expression, "Disgusting! Have you been reading too many romance novels?" 

Song Jie spat, "Isn't it because you brought them to me, saying the male lead was just like me? What a load of crap!" 

"Alright, alright, I won't argue with you. I'm really leaving now." 

Even joking has its limits. 

Li Xiang waited for Feraligatr to enter the water, then nimbly jumped onto its back. 

Seeing this, Song Jie suddenly stepped forward and told Li Xiang their landing spot, adding— 

"You must participate in the pilgrimage trial on the first day of the Wind God Festival!" 

He lowered his voice, his expression serious. 

Seeing him like this, Li Xiang knew there must be something unusual about it. 

But just as he was about to ask more, Song Jie took two steps back and waved at him, "Goodbye." 

On the main deck, Anya's figure reappeared. 

"Li Xiang, wait a moment. Should we take you back by boat?" 

Her voice was as pleasant as a silver bell. 

Li Xiang immediately smiled and said, "No need, Senior Anya. The beach is over there, and the boat can't go that far. I can get back on my own; it's not far."

 He glanced at Song Jie, who was in the shadows, and seeing him nod subtly, Li Xiang temporarily set aside his curiosity.

 He patted Feraligatr's dorsal fin and headed back the way he came.

 ... 

In the lounge. 

Anya clicked her tongue twice, returned to the sofa, and hugged Abigail, burying her face in her chest, exclaiming: 

"Matcha! My brother is siding with outsiders! He tells everything to others!" 

As she spoke, she rubbed her chin against Abigail.

The girl nicknamed Matcha, with her wheat-colored skin, looked disgusted and tried to push Anya away, "Whether he tells or not, it's up to him. What does it matter? Let go of me!" 

"Eh... no, Matcha, you're so soft." 

Anya, who had acted like a lady in front of Li Xiang, whined and refused to let go. 

Opposite them.

 The two girls who were also hugging each other giggled. The pink-haired Zhao Jie asked, "By the way, what did that kid mean by 'not wanting to work hard'?" 

"No idea, but it's definitely not something good!" 

Lü Shu, next to her, tickled Zhao Jie, "That kid isn't as innocent as he looks!" 

"Hmph! If he were, my brother wouldn't tell him everything!" Anya wrinkled her delicate nose, "How many kids these days are actually innocent?" 

Abigail didn't want to get involved in this topic. She broke free from Anya's grasp, stood up, and rubbed her slightly sore shoulders. 

She turned her head and gazed at a distant giant stone statue.

 —Lugia. 

I hope we can gain something. 

We must grow stronger quickly. 

She thought to herself, the PokéBalls on her waist gently shaking, as if they could sense her restless heart. 

...

Hotel. 

Upon returning, Li Xiang almost immediately turned on his computer and started searching for information about the pilgrimage trial. 

Song Jie was afraid of his sister; he didn't dare say a word when she appeared, so Li Xiang had to look it up himself. 

The internet age has its advantages. 

With a search engine, you can find almost anything.

In no time, a wealth of information appeared before him.

[Pilgrimage Trial].

 It was the opening event of the first day of the Wind God Festival.

 People and local Pokémon would clear out a mountain and release a limited number of Pokémon into it. 

These Pokémon would wear special tags.

 Participants would then choose "representatives" to "befriend" them.

 In simpler terms, participants had to use any means to attack or touch a Pokémon once, then capture it with a special Poké Ball.

 In the end, the eight people who befriended the most Pokémon, along with their own Pokémon and the ones they befriended, would go to the highest peak on Qiong Island—Mount Luo. 

There, they would receive the Life Water sprayed from the giant stone statue. 

It was said that this water had miraculous effects, such as detoxifying, beautifying, and curing diseases. 

"This... is this Silver Mountain hot springs? Clear Spring Cliff water?" Li Xiang scratched his head. 

Although the method of "befriending" in the trial was questionable, the Life Water was equally peculiar. 

At first glance, it sounded like something a shady merchant would sell, but it seemed to genuinely have such effects.

Moreover, the pilgrimage trial even allowed outsiders to participate... If Li Xiang were a local, he would have kept it within the community. 

After all, who doesn't have someone in their family who's sick? 

But then again, another question arose.

If this was information that could be easily found online, why did Song Jie specifically tell him about it in secret?

There must be something more to it that wasn't publicly known.

Li Xiang stroked his chin and glanced at Torracat and Riolu.

Suppose - This Life Water really was sprayed by Lugia. Could it have miraculous powers, like Ho-Oh's flames? 

For example, reviving or enhancing a Pokémon's stats. 

Even if it were less potent, if it could help Torracat become more patient with Water-type moves, that would still be great.

"Meow?"

Torracat tilted its head, not quite understanding why its trainer was looking at it and grinning foolishly. 

Riolu, on the other hand, remained indifferent, as if it hadn't noticed. Li Xiang suddenly acting silly wasn't a rare occurrence; it had long since gotten used to it.