welcome to chapter eleven of 'The Heartless Timing of Life' which is worth only a measly one-hundred-sixty-seven words of storyline, which, unfortunately, don't include this headnote, right here, or the mandatory disclaimer following it.

disclamation: I don't own the 'Pokémon' anime in any way, shape, or form. I'm afraid that the ownership rights of that, the manga, and the games are reserved for Satoshi Tajiri and the folks of the Nintendo Gaming Company. yes, I know that the creator of 'Pokémon' has the same name as Ash Ketchum's name in the raw Japanese dub is. I don't even own this fanfiction's own storyline. the storyline for this very fanfiction has been inspired by a tween-friendly Korean cartoon under the series title of 'Flowering Heart'.


Alain could not believe what he was hearing about Mairin's reasons for forgiving him, until he saw why he deserved to only be forgiven because of Professor Sycamore and his staff. Then, Alain noticed what Mairin was wearing in front of him. He blushed up a whole mess of red at the sight of Mairin's new swimsuit, so he covered his face with his hands as a result.

Alain: Um, M-M-Mairin, what's that you have on, right now?

Mairin knew exactly what her old friend, Alain, was talking about at the time, and it suddenly dawned on her that he might have had some of his own weaknesses and limitations.

Mairin: It's just a one-piece suit. It's not like I'm showing that much skin. Grow up, Alain.

Alain: At least, put on a cover-up or something to make yourself even a little more decent.

Mairin: Quit being a child, Alain. I'm gonna go into the water. And you? You should really learn how to talk to girls.