The True Affection Stone was priced at three million points in the system shop. Julian definitely didn’t have that many, but strangely, the system showed that he already owned one.
That made Julian curious—when had he ever obtained such a thing?
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t recall, but since the system said he had it, then he must have—he just didn’t know where he had put it.
Seeing Julian frowning, Jirachi comforted him, "It’s fine, I’m already used to it. I’ll just sleep and wake up a thousand years later."
Julian glanced at Jirachi, half-suspecting the guy was flexing on him. Sleeping for a thousand years in one go—that was even more extreme than Celebi, who at most slept for a few decades.
Julian’s system space was filled with all sorts of random items: food, supplies, drinks, toys—you name it, it was probably in there.
After rummaging for quite a while, Julian finally found the True Affection Stone.
"Is this the stone you’re talking about?"
He took the True Affection Stone out of his system space. The stone was actually just a Ghost-type held item—Ghost Gem.
But this particular one had belonged to Norman’s Chandelure.
Julian still vividly remembered the scene of Norman and his Chandelure’s deaths. Although Norman hadn’t been a good person, Julian still deeply acknowledged the bond between him and his Pokémon.
Despite all the evil Norman had done, his devotion to his Pokémon was unquestionable. In the end, he sacrificed his own soul to help Chandelure reach the Champion-tier.
And when Chandelure saw that its trainer was dead, it chose to dissipate itself. After its death, all that remained was the Ghost Gem it had been carrying.
By then, the Ghost Gem
had transformed into a True Affection Stone.At that time, Julian hadn’t realized what it was and had simply stored the Ghost Gem in his system space.
Who would have thought that this item would now become the key to keeping Jirachi from falling into slumber?
"Yes, that really is a True Affection Stone!"
Jirachi could hardly believe its eyes. It never expected Julian would actually have a True Affection Stone—this was far beyond surprising.
Taking out a string, Julian tied the stone up and hung it around Jirachi’s neck. Smiling, he said, "Not sure if it’s your luck or my luck at work here."
Jirachi replied excitedly, "Of course I’m the lucky one—to have met you and Celebi!"
Julian Jirachi’s cheek playfully. "You’re so much better at talking than Celebi. That thing only knows how to annoy me."
Celebi, who hadn’t fully understood their earlier conversation, definitely caught that last part and retorted unhappily, "You’re the one who always provokes me first."
"Now that you have the True Affection Stone, you won’t have to sleep anymore, right?" Julian asked.
Jirachi nodded vigorously. "Mhm! But I can’t use too much of my power. If my energy runs too low, I’ll still fall asleep. Of course, Julian, if you think of a wish later, you can still ask me."
Julian patted its head. "We’ll talk about it in the future."
He had thought he’d gained a First-class Legendary as a fighter, but it turned out Jirachi couldn’t use too much power or it would fall asleep again. That left Julian a bit speechless.
Still, Jirachi’s last words really did remind him of something.
Right now he truly had no need to make a wish—but who knew what the future might hold?
"By the way, Jirachi, can you resurrect people?"
"If the body is intact and the time of death is within an hour, then yes. Julian, are you about to die?" Jirachi tilted its head and asked.
"Pah, pah, I’m perfectly fine! I was just asking."
He was only in his early twenties—couldn’t Jirachi say something more auspicious?
Still, it was surprising that Jirachi really could bring people back to life. Although there were some restrictions, being able to resurrect someone made those limitations acceptable.
If anything really happened to him in the future, Jirachi could just revive him.
"Alright, to celebrate Jirachi staying with us, Celebi, shouldn’t you treat us to bubble tea?"
"You got a lot of rocket donations during your last livestream, so don’t tell me you don’t have money."
Hearing this, Celebi got even angrier. It tugged furiously at Julian’s hair. "You bas***d! The money I earned is linked to your bank card—it all went into your pocket!"
It had streamed for hours, doing several embarrassing poses just for the sake of getting those rockets from top donors. In the words of netizens, it had practically lost the face of the entire Celebi species.
And in the end, all the money it had earned had been transferred straight into Julian’s bank account.
"You’re a Pokémon—you can’t open a bank account," Julian explained.
Celebi only grew angrier. "You’re lying to me again! Pokémon can open bank accounts too. You’re going to the bank right now to open one for me!"
Since Pokémon were humanity’s closest partners, they enjoyed many of the same rights and privileges in human society.
There were even TV shows, movies, and anime made specifically for Pokémon, all in Pokémon language—completely unintelligible to humans. So of course, there were also bank accounts for Pokémon.
"You don’t have an ID card—you can’t open one."
"You’re still lying! Any registered Pokémon automatically gets a digital ID."
Dammit, ever since this thing learned how to use the internet, it hadn’t just picked up online shopping and food delivery—it had even started looking up things Julian would rather it not know.
This way, it was going to be even harder to fool this little guy in the future. Clearly it loved fried chicken drumsticks so much—shouldn’t eating too much of that make you dumb? How come it seemed to have the opposite effect on Celebi?
"But you’re not my registered Pokémon," Julian tried to keep arguing.
"Bullshit! On the Trainer Association's official website, under your profile in the Pokémon section, I’m listed there. Doesn’t that count as being your registered Pokémon?"
"You scumbag! You tricked me into giving you my body, and now you’re swindling my hard-earned money too!"
At this point, Celebi was utterly aggrieved.
Julian’s face darkened. Okay, he’d admit to swindling its money, but accusing him of tricking it into giving its body? That was going too far. His tastes weren’t that extreme, and besides, Celebi was genderless anyway.
"Alright, alright, I’ll top up 1,000 into your wallet. That should be enough, right?"
"No!"
Celebi’s attitude was firm.
"At least 1,100!"
Julian: '…I gave you too much credit.'
"Fine, 1,100 it is."
"Transfer it now!"
"Alright, alright."
With that, Julian transferred the money.
Celebi pouted in disappointment—why hadn’t he accidentally added an extra zero?
Then, Julian also transferred 1,100 to Jirachi.
Now that there were two little ones by his side, he had to treat them fairly.
Jirachi was surprised to receive money too and was overjoyed.
It now understood that money was a good thing—after all, everything they ate, used, drank, or played with could be bought with money. So, it was definitely a good thing.
Money was practically a weaker version of itself.
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