The golden curtains of the ceremony closed with applause still echoing in the air. Flashes from cameras and buzzing from reporters still lingered in the minds of everyone present — but for Akg, it was finally over.
The weight of the title, the attention of the world, and the responsibility of greatness… all pressed silently on his shoulders.
After stepping through the Alliance's grand gates, Akg declined the escort vehicle and chose to walk home quietly. The cool wind brushed past his face, the streets calm and empty — a stark contrast to the chaos of the day.
When he opened the door to his house, silence greeted him. The comforting, familiar silence of home.
Without another thought, Akg walked to his room, loosened his collar, and gently let out his most trusted partner.
The Pokéball clicked, and in a soft shimmer of light, Rena appeared.
Her beautiful Gardevoir form radiated gentle elegance, but her eyes were full of concern as she looked at him.
"Master… you're tired."
He didn't respond with words. Instead, he gently pulled her into his arms and collapsed onto the bed.
Wrapped in his warmth, Rena's heart melted as she let him hold her close, her arms around his chest, forehead resting against his collarbone.
"You did amazing today," she whispered.
"Mhm… I just want to rest like this," he murmured, eyes closing, hand gently stroking her back.
They didn't need to speak further. No audience, no pressure, no grand expectations. Just the two of them — quiet, together.
The moonlight spilled through the window, casting soft silver on the bed.
Akg slept peacefully, breathing slow and steady, with Rena nestled securely in his arms, her heart syncing to his.
And like that, the world's youngest professor rested… not as a legend, but as a boy with the one he cherished most.