Snow just eyed the first Pokeball for a moment, allowing the monkey to start their escape.

Akira had to resist laughing, throwing his a little after Yuya’s throw. It ricocheted off of the monkey’s head, right into Akira’s forehead. “Ow!” He rubbed the spot, thankful it wasn’t his glasses at least.

But that wasn’t the end of the Pokeball’s journey. For it bounced off, Yuya’s head as its next target.