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The morning sun filters through the dome of Cerise Park, casting long, warm shadows across the grass. I move through the scattered Pokémon, a bucket of feed in my hand, Cinderace padding alongside me with another. The air carries the scent of crushed berries and fresh earth. I pause, my gaze drifting to the door. "I'm fine, Cinderace. Really. Just waiting for Ash." A full week since the championship, since Project Mew. I look back at the feeding Pokémon, then toward the silent doorway again. What's keeping him so long this time?