Welt Neugia gets his Eye Test
Welt Neugia had an eye test today, and because of that, he gets his eyes examined at the eye doctor after his Dark Dawn friend, Rief tells him that he needs glasses. Without glasses, he cannot see very well. So he came up to Einsatz Ostinato, who was just busy on his computer for the location. You see, it is not about serving problems, he just wanted to tell him that he needs glasses, of course. Check out what he was doing in there. “Um…captain, can I please ask you a question, I think my friend Rief wanted me to have glasses right after the eye test.” said Welt. “Oh, is it really today?” asked Einsatz. “Yes, it is today, captain! I should’ve get my own glasses for today.” Welt answered.
You see, it’s about a person, more like someone who needs to get their eye test prepared to get new glasses. Got that? And with that, the reason why we get an eye test before getting new glasses to update our exact prescription, check for changes in our vision, and make sure our eyes are healthy. But to Welt, he hasn’t got any kind of idea…so he started thinking. Should he tell everyone that he needs glasses? Should he call his friends that he needs it? Oh well, guess he will try to figure this idea out once he came to everyone.
First, he already met up with Einsatz, now he wants to talk to Idea about his eye test. For Idea, she is pretty busy making hats until Welt came up to her, saying, “Hi Idea, can I please talk to you? I think I need an eye test.”. Then Idea stopped making them, turns around at Welt, asking, “You are getting an eye test? Today? Really?”. He said yes. It was only today. So far, he was telling Idea that he really needs an eye test to get his glasses for the first time because his Dark Dawn friend, Rief tells him that he needs glasses.
Remember without them? Still, he cannot see very well without glasses. “So if you wear glasses, you can see everything better, is that correct?” asked Idea. “Yes, I can’t see them clearly if I don’t have them.” replied Welt. Idea was pretty sure that Welt should’ve get his own glasses right after the eye test is in session. After with Idea, he came up to Jadis, the assistant captain of the Soma, polishing the machine for location, telling him that he needs glasses. “Sir…can I please tell you something? I need to get an eye test right away.” said Welt, as he told Jadis about his glasses. “What the hell did you say, Welt?!…Oh, I’m sorry, I am quite busy polishing the mobile, need anything from me?” asked Jadis.
“I was wondering if I can have an eye test for today, do you think I need to take an eye test so I can get my glasses prepared?” Welt was asking Jadis if he can have an eye test, but to Jadis, after Einsatz and Idea, he was thinking about Welt having his eye test prepared, but to Jadis, since Welt asked him about his eye test. “Well, uh….sure?” That’s exactly what Jadis said to him.
Moving on with Welt, back inside the hotel, he wanted to go ahead and tell Millers and Forte that he needs an eye test for his glasses. As he head inside the hotel, he can see Millers and Forte, just drawing pictures over the table. He then came up to them, without an interruption, telling them, “Excuse me girls, do you have a minute from me?”. Millers and Forte decided to pause right there to see Welt if he needs glasses for his one and only eye test. Millers and Forte just put down their crayons and turn their chairs around.
I wonder how would the girls respond to what Welt is trying to say to them. “I know you girls are busy, but I’m wondering if I need to take an eye test for my new glasses. What do you girls say?”… While Millers and Forte started to respond on what Welt is trying to say, they both wouldn’t mind if he can get his own eye test for his new glasses. They take time to recognize the plan Welt suggested as they’re also happy to see him once he gets his glasses as well. Nothing sucks, it’s just a state of fact. “That’s brilliant, Welt!” said Millers, with a very sweet smile.
And again, we better find our last clue to straighten this out. Shall we? Well, I wonder who could it be, when it comes to Welt Neugia’s planning…first he told Einsatz, then Idea, then Jadis, then Millers and Forte, and…who did he miss…? OH YES! They’re only two of the last, but not least…Cadenza and Granada! So he walked to the next hotel room he wanted to tell Cadenza and Granada, likewise, it could’ve been so obvious of taking childcare. Got it memorized? Well, in that case you’ll wonder why…
Because Granada’s in charge of taking care of Cadenza by watching him. But to Welt, he is believed to have been considered knocking the door for Granada and Cadenza. He knocked about 12 times for Cadenza or Granada to open the door, but the door’s already opened. “Come in!” said Cadenza after Welt has knocked the door. While Welt opened the door gently, he can see Cadenza, just brushing Granada’s very long hair before braiding it.
You see, Granada in her hair opened very long and in her pink lingerie that contains matching pink bra and panties with black stockings, having her hair brushed before getting it braided by Cadenza.
Once Welt walks in to see Cadenza and Granada, both Cadenza and Granada screamed to see him like that. “Hello, I just wanted to ask you both a question…” said Welt.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” Cadenza and Granada both screamed, fearly. “WELT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!? CAN’T YOU SEE, I’M BRAIDING GRANADA’S HAIR!!!” feared Cadenza. Sheesh Welt, you scared the living shit right out of Cadenza and Granada! But still, it looks like he wanted to talk to them about his eye test. It’s a sexually explicit kind of jumpscare he got there, but he just wanted to tell them that he really needs his eye test for his glasses.
“Aah, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you both, really! Shouldn’t Granada put her clothes back on?!?” Welt finally apologized for scaring Cadenza and Granada, while for Granada, she’s in her lingerie, undressed. In fact, no one wants to see her undressed without her dress and gear, but don’t worry. She’s just sexy and beautiful, so be careful with that. Welt’s face is blushing red to see her like that! So he tried to ask them about his eye test and the glasses he wanted because Rief told him too. Remember, without glasses, he couldn’t see it well enough.
“Okay, okay! I admit it, Cadenza and Granada! Phew! Sorry to interrupt your beauty routine, you two, but I just have one question for you. Do you think I need an eye test? Since my good friend of the Dark Dawn Rief told me to get it for my glasses. It’s today! Captain Einsatz already made my own appointment since now.” calmed down Welt. Both Cadenza and Granada blushed, trying to answer Welt’s question about taking an eye test, right before his glasses. “We tried to talk, figured out we’re both sorry, oh yeah, I think you do, Welt.” said Cadenza, still blushing with Granada. They wouldn’t stop blushing too much until Granada puts back her clothes to get dressed. Welt lightly smiled, appreciated on what Cadenza said to him.
“Now then Cadenza and Granada, I’m sorry, too. And also, I better get going and get to see my spirit opponent friends, I’ll see you later, but just finish your braiding and get her dressed, will you?” asked Welt, but to Cadenza, he said, “Okay.”
As soon as Welt left, he came up to his spirit opponent friends from his spirit fighter, Roy. It doesn’t take a crystal ball to see them just chittin’ and chattin’, it felt like the rest of the 7 are just a bit chatty, just as long as Welt came to talk to them. First, he knocked the door about 2 times for now on. “Who is it?” asked Axel. “Uh…it’s me, Welt. Welt Neugia. Can I come in?” that sounds like Welt. Since he answered the door, Garet just walked over, get his key, and then unlocks the door for Welt to let him in. The heavy wooden door creaked open, and Garet tossed his keys onto a nearby table with a loud clack.
“About time, Welt,” Garet said, offering a rough but welcoming slap on the shoulder. “We were starting to think the eye doctor kept you for permanent observation.” Inside the room, the atmosphere was lively and thick with the hum of overlapping voices. The remaining spirit fighter companions — Leif, Eliwood, Raven, Sagi, Duran, and Axel — were scattered across the space, completely engrossed in their own conversations. Axel leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms with a sharp smirk. “See? Told you he didn’t get lost. So, how’d it go, Welt? Can you actually see how many fingers I’m holding up, or is everything still a blur of Soma energy?” Before Welt could even answer, the rest of the group started chiming in, their chatty moods instantly shifting focus toward him:
Eliwood looked up from a map he was reviewing with Leif, offering a warm, reassuring smile. “Don’t let them tease you, Welt. A routine check is important, especially after the strain of our recent battles.” Leif nodded in agreement, though his eyes drifted toward the corner of the room where Roy sat. “We’re just glad you’re back. It’s been… uniquely loud in here without you to balance things out.” Duran scoffed playfully from a nearby chair, dusting off his armor. “Loud? We’re just getting warmed up! Though, I suppose we can pause the strategy debate to let the man speak.” Sagi and Raven were sitting near the window, with Raven merely offering a silent, observant nod, while Sagi waved Welt over to an empty seat. Sitting slightly apart from the immediate chaos was Roy. He looked up as the door closed, letting out a long, slow sigh that practically screamed exhausted babysitter. His shoulders slumped in relief, thankful that the group’s chaotic energy was finally being redirected away from him and onto their newly returned friend.
Eliwood looked up from a map he was reviewing with Leif, offering a warm, reassuring smile. “Don’t let them tease you, Welt. A routine check is important, especially after the strain of our recent battles.” Leif nodded in agreement, though his eyes drifted toward the corner of the room where Roy sat. “We’re just glad you’re back. It’s been… uniquely loud in here without you to balance things out.” Duran scoffed playfully from a nearby chair, dusting off his armor. “Loud? We’re just getting warmed up! Though, I suppose we can pause the strategy debate to let the man speak.” Sagi and Raven were sitting near the window, with Raven merely offering a silent, observant nod, while Sagi waved Welt over to an empty seat. Sitting slightly apart from the immediate chaos was Roy. He looked up as the door closed, letting out a long, slow sigh that practically screamed exhausted babysitter. His shoulders slumped in relief, thankful that the group’s chaotic energy was finally being redirected away from him and onto their newly returned friend.
“They haven’t stopped talking since you walked out the door,” Roy muttered to Welt, rubbing his temples. “Please, tell me your vision is perfect so we can focus on our next move.” I wonder what does Welt say to the group about his test, and how does Roy try to get everyone back on track?… It seems like Welt adjusted his glasses, offering the eager group a calm, steady nod to put their teasing to rest. “My vision is perfectly fine, Axel,” Welt said, a subtle, amused smile playing on his face. “The doctor confirmed that the strain was just temporary from handling so much ambient energy. I can see all of your chaotic faces with absolute clarity.” The group chuckled, but Roy didn’t waste a single second capitalizing on the brief moment of quiet that followed Welt’s answer. He stood up from his chair, clapping his hands together twice to command the room’s attention and cut through the lingering chatter. “Alright, you heard him, his eyes are sharp as ever,” Roy announced, his voice taking on the firm, commanding tone of a true spirit fighter leader. “Now that the full division is accounted for and healthy, we need to wrap up the idle talk. Let’s get back to the map — our next destination isn’t going to secure itself, and we need a synchronized strategy before we move out.”
“You know what you guys, that does it! I’m going to the eye doctor to get me glasses, and it’s today!” said Welt. His sudden announcement caught everyone completely off guard, instantly freezing the room mid-stride. “Wait, today?” Garet blurted out, his hand stopping inches from the map on the table. “I thought you just came from the doctor, Welt! You literally just told us your vision was perfectly fine!” Axel let out a sharp bark of laughter, leaning off the wall and shaking his head. “Hold on, so you can see our ‘chaotic faces’ perfectly clear, but now you suddenly need a pair of spectacles right this second? Did the doctor give you a secret prescription you forgot to mention, or did you just look at Garet’s armor and decide you’ve seen too much?” The rest of the group exchanged highly amused, bewildered glances as the serious war-room atmosphere completely evaporated when Eliwood and Leif slowly rolled up the map they had just opened, realizing any strategic planning was officially on pause. Duran burst out laughing, slapping his knee. “Well, so much for the next destination! If the man wants his glasses today, I guess we’re marching to the optometrist!” Sagi blinked in confusion, looking between Welt and the door. “Do… do you need us to come with you to help pick out the frames?”
Roy just stood at the head of the table, his hands still planted on the wood where the map used to be. He looked at Welt, then at the completely distracted squad, and let out a defeated laugh, completely giving up on his attempt to get everyone back on track. “Unbelievable,” Roy muttered, a helpless smile breaking through his serious leader persona. “Alright, fine. If we’re storming the eye clinic today, let’s just get it over with before the rest of these guys completely lose their minds.” said Welt, that was enough from him.
So then, Welt has left.
And now he teleported to the eye doctor to get his eye test. So he glided to get there to the doctor’s appointment and visit the eye doctor’s section and then waited in line to appoint himself. With a flash of light, Welt left the chaotic bickering of the spirit fighters behind and teleported straight into the sleek, quiet lobby of the eye clinic. He floated down smoothly, his boots making a soft click on the polished tile floor as he transitioned from a steady glide to a patient halt at the back of the waiting line. The sterile scent of lens cleaner and bright, ambient lighting filled the room, a stark contrast to the rowdy war room he had just escaped.
A few patients looked up in brief surprise at his sudden, graceful arrival, but Welt remained entirely focused on his mission. Moving up carefully as the line advanced, he reached the front desk, adjusted his current glasses, and officially signed himself in for his immediate appointment, by writing with a red ballpoint pen. The receptionist clicked a few keys on the monitor and smiled. “Mr. Neugia? You’re all checked in. Please take a seat in the waiting area, and the optometrist will call you back shortly for your examination.”
While Welt waits for his name to be called, he scanned the quiet waiting room, and his eyes immediately landed on a highly unexpected yet completely familiar face sitting a few chairs over. It was Larry, the elite but entirely ordinary Pokémon Gym Leader and Elite Four member from the Paldea Region.
He was dressed in his usual muted gray business suit, looking thoroughly exhausted as he flipped sluggishly through a generic office magazine. Sitting right next to him was a young boy who looked like a miniature version of the businessman, swinging his legs back and forth impatiently while wearing a pair of oversized, toy-like glasses.
Larry looked up, his tired eyes meeting Welt’s. He let out a slow, heavy sigh that carried the weight of a mandatory overtime shift.
“Ah… Mr. Neugia,” Larry said, his voice flat and perfectly monotone as he gave a polite, weary nod. “Fancy meeting a spirit fighter in a place like this. I’m just here keeping my son company for his checkup. He keeps insisting he needs glasses to read his Pokémon battle manuals, though I suspect he just wants to look more professional… which is a trap I’d highly advise against.”
“Who is your son, Mr. Larry?” asked Welt.
Larry set his magazine down on his lap and gestured wearily to the young boy sitting right beside him.
“This is my son,” Larry replied in his usual flat, deadpan voice. “Though the department records might just list him as an dependent, his name is Pinkboy Pepper.”
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“Uh…it’s Giacomo!” said Welt.
Larry blinked, his tired face shifting into a look of mild surprise as he looked down at his son.
“Ah, right. His mother calls him Giacomo,” Larry corrected himself in his flat, deadpan voice, giving a weary nod. “Though around the office and the gym, we just call him Pepper. Either way, he’s a handful.” Giacomo instantly pushed his oversized glasses up the bridge of his nose, flashing a proud, energetic grin at Welt. “That’s right! Giacomo, the future leader of Team Star’s DJ booth — uh, I mean, the future top salaryman of the Paldea region!”
Larry let out a heavy sigh, shifting slightly in his plastic waiting room chair. “Please, Giacomo. No corporate takeovers or underground teams before your eye exam. I don’t have the paperwork energy for it today.”
Just as Giacomo is about to show Welt his favorite Pokémon battle strategy, the clinic door opens.
“Mr. Neugia?” The nurse called.
“Mr. Neugia?” The nurse called. Welt stood up smoothly from his waiting room chair, smoothing down his clothes and giving a polite nod to Larry and Giacomo. “That’s me,” Welt answered, turning toward the nurse. “Right this way for your exam, Mr. Neugia,” the nurse said, holding the door open to the examination room. Larry gave a weak, weary wave of his hand from his seat. “Good luck in there. Don’t let them upsell you on the anti-glare coating unless your company covers it.” Giacomo just gave a sharp, professional salute as Welt stepped through the doorway and into the brightly lit testing room. The nurse gestured to a large, comfortable black chair positioned directly in front of a glowing digital chart on the wall. “Please take a seat, and we’ll get started with your visual acuity test today.”
Before taking a seat, Welt stepped up to the intake desk to confirm his files with the nurse.
“Let’s get your patient profile updated first,” the nurse said, tapping on her digital tablet. “Can you verify your full name, birthday, and current age for the record?” Welt nodded politely, adjusting his current frames. “Of course. My name is Welt Neugia. My birthday is November 11th, and I am 15 years old. “Perfect, thank you,” the nurse replied, typing the details into the clinic’s database. “Everything looks completely up to date. You can take a seat in the examination chair now, and we’ll see exactly what kind of prescription fits you best today.”
She reached over and flipped a switch, dimming the overhead lights until the room was cast in a soft shadow. Instantly, the digital chart on the far wall flared to life, casting a bright, crisp glow across the room. A large, bold letter E appeared right at the very top of the glowing screen.
“Alright, Welt,” the nurse said, handing him a small black occluder card to cover one eye. “Let’s start with your right eye first. Please cover your left eye and read the very bottom line of letters that you can see clearly.” So then, Welt raised the small black card to cover his left eye, focusing his right eye intensely on the glowing digital chart.
The letters on the very bottom line were incredibly tiny, and as he stared at them, the lines began to waver slightly. The text looked blurry and out of focus, the sharp edges of the letters bleeding together into a faint haze from the residual strain of his recent spirit battles.
“Take your time,” the nurse said gently, noticing his slight hesitation. “Just read off the letters as best as you can, even if they aren’t completely sharp.” Welt blinked, trying to clear the ambient energy haze from his vision, and did his best to call out the shapes he could make out.
Welt focused his remaining energy, squinting slightly as he carefully read the fuzzy shapes out loud. Despite the hazy blur from his spirit battles, his sharp instincts kicked in, and he managed to guess every single letter on the bottom line completely correctly. The nurse looked up from her tablet, thoroughly impressed. “Wow, that’s exactly right, Welt! Your visual recognition is incredible, even if you are experiencing some strain. “She tapped her screen, changing the chart to a new set of letters. “Now, let’s try the exact same line with your left eye. Please swap the card over to cover your right eye, and let’s see how this side handles it.”
The nurse clicked the large, metallic lens machine right into place in front of Welt’s face and dialed in the very first adjustment. With a loud, satisfying click, the first lens flipped into place and instantly made the world perfectly sharp and crystal clear. The heavy, fuzzy haze from his spirit energy completely vanished. The tiny, blurred letters on the chart snapped into bold, dark, perfectly defined shapes, and he could see every corner of the examination room with flawless precision.
“Wow, look at that smile,” the nurse said with a bright laugh, tracking his immediate reaction. “I take it option number one is a total winner?” “It is,” Welt replied, adjusting to the sudden, perfect clarity. “Everything is completely sharp now.”
As Welt models his brand new blood-red glasses in the mirror, he looks sporty good! “Wow, I really love those red shaded glasses frames, thank you, madame.” he said. Before he could take them off to wrap up the appointment, the door to the selection room clicked open. Larry stepped out from the waiting area, followed closely by young Giacomo, who immediately ran over to inspect the new gear.
Giacomo stopped right in front of Welt, pushed up his own toy spectacles, and gave an approving thumbs-up. “Whoa! Those look incredibly sharp, Mr. Neugia! Real top-tier corporate leader vibes right there. Dad, look! Those frames are totally a power move!”
Larry let out a slow, quiet breath, looking at Welt’s new frames with his usual tired but respectful nod. “Very professional, Mr. Neugia. They definitely command authority in a meeting… or a battle. Safe travels back to your squad.” “Thanks Larry and Giacomo, I appreciate your kindness, you too. Now that I have to back to the hotel and then I’ll meet you guys later. It’s nice seeing you both, so… Bye.” And again, Welt has left and finally returned to the hotel room to show Idea, Einsatz, Millers, Cadenza, Granada, Jadis, and Forte his new glasses, by teleporting. to the hotel room in there.
With a sudden flash of blinding white light, Welt vanished from the eye clinic and teleported directly back into the hotel room. Instead of landing back with Roy’s loud squad, he materialized right in front of his core Seventh Division companions: Idea, Einsatz, Millers, Cadenza, Granada, Jadis, and Forte. The sudden pop of magical energy caused a few of them to jump, but all eyes instantly locked onto Welt’s face — specifically, the incredibly sleek, sporty, blood-red glasses resting on his nose. The room fell quiet for a brief second before his companions reacted to his brand-new look: Idea gasped, leaning forward with a bright, supportive smile. “Oh, Welt! Those look absolutely amazing on you! The crimson is so bold!” Granada, since she is now dressed, crossed her arms, analyzing the frames with a critical, stylish eye before nodding in approval. “The color choice is impeccable. It perfectly coordinates with your uniform’s accents.” Einsatz and Jadis exchanged a glance, with Einsatz offering a formal, respectful nod. “A very sharp look, Welt. It commands the proper authority for a division member.” Cadenza and Forte chuckled, with Cadenza leaning back against the wall. “Sporty good, Welt. You look like you’re ready to read a strategy manual or blast an opponent into next week with perfect accuracy.” Millers smiled warmly, glad to see him relaxed. “As long as they help your eyes recover from the energy strain, they’re a perfect match.”
“Thank you guy so much! I just got it after my eye test, I know you guys are pleased, let me show my spirit friends to see how I look, I’ll see you guys later!” Welt said, after he is pleased about his new glasses, ready to tell Leif, Eliwood, Garet, Sagi, Duran, and Axel about his new glasses.
Now let’s see what happens next!
Before the 7th Division could even say goodbye, Welt turned and smoothly teleported back across the hotel suite, materializing right in the middle of the lively war room where the remaining companions were still gathered.
“Look who’s back!” Axel shouted, immediately pointing a finger. “And holy smokes, look at the new gear!” The entire chatty group immediately crowded around Welt, completely abandoning the tactical map to inspect his sporty new look.
Garet leaned in so close his nose almost touched the frames, his jaw dropping. “Whoa! Those are blood-red! Now that is what I’m talking about! You look like you’re ready to channel some serious fire magic!” Duran let out a loud roar of approval, giving Welt a massive clap on the back. “Sporty good, Welt! You look twice as fast just standing there! Those are the frames of a true warrior!” Eliwood smiled warmly, adjusting his cape as he nodded in genuine appreciation. “They suit you perfectly, Welt. The crimson color carries a very noble and distinguished presence.” Leif and Sagi both cheered, with Sagi giving a thumbs-up. “The clarity must be incredible! You look totally ready for our next mission now.” Axel smirked, crossing his arms. “Alright, I gotta admit, you look incredibly sharp. No more excuses about blurry vision when we’re out there fighting, got it memorized?”
“Certainly!” said Welt.
Standing by the table, Roy let out a long sigh of relief, but a genuine smile broke through his exhausted babysitter facade. He walked over, looking at his friend’s polished new style. “Well, I have to agree with them, Welt. You look great. Now that your eyes are perfectly fixed and everyone is finally done chatting… can we please get back to the strategy?”
Right on cue, the door to the hotel suite clicked open, and Rief stepped into the room, holding a stack of ancient alchemy research scrolls. He took one look at the crowd gathered around Welt, blinked in confusion, and then his eyes locked onto the vibrant, sporty, blood-red glasses.
Rief’s jaw instantly dropped, and he almost dropped his scrolls in sheer amazement.
“Whoa, Welt!” Rief exclaimed, his voice full of genuine awe as he walked closer to inspect the frames. “Those look absolutely incredible on you! The crimson shading is so intense — it looks like it’s infused with pure, concentrated Psynergy!”
He adjusted his own simple, practical glasses, looking back and forth between his own frames and Welt’s dynamic new look with a hint of playful envy.
“I have to admit, I’m a little jealous,” Rief admitted with a bright, nerdy smile. “My glasses are just for basic reading, but yours make you look like a top-tier tactical scholar ready for a high-stakes battle! Did the clinic say if that specific blood-red coating helps filter out intense magical glare? Because if it does, I might need to schedule an appointment myself!”
“Really, that’s awesome Welt! Congratulations on taking to the top of your glasses! You look so cool!” said Rief. Welt smiled warmly, adjusting the sporty blood-red frames. “Thank you, Rief. I appreciate it. The clarity is genuinely incredible.” Before Rief could ask to examine the lenses for any anti-glare alchemy properties, Roy stepped right up to the center of the table, tapping his knuckles against the wooden surface to get everyone’s attention.
“Alright, alright, the glasses are a spectacular success,” Roy announced, his voice filled with a playful but firm leadership tone. “But now that Welt has a perfect view of the room and Rief is here with his scrolls, we are officially out of excuses. Let’s get down to business and look at this map!” And once again, Welt didn’t get sensitive, so everyone feels happy to see him with glasses! Well, that’s that, everyone is so pleased to see him like that…but… What about Eleos?
To be continued…
