"Leader, don't be rash, Leader!"
"So what if we got wrecked? Even Sabrina next door lost!"
"Sure, the Trainer didn't even show up, but at least you won in spirit!"
Inside the Saffron Gym, the Karate Master was sobbing dramatically, clutching a white cloth while his apprentices desperately tried to stop him.
At first, he had only been putting on a show, but his apprentices' words struck a nerve.
First, he lost to the little girl from the neighboring gym, and now he couldn't even beat a Sylveon.
Even if it was a type disadvantage… this was downright humiliating!
"Don't stop ! Anyone who tries gets a Karate Chop!" the Karate Master sniffled.
"There's no need to be so hard on yourself," Bea said, standing up. "From what I know, that Pokémon belongs to a Master from Touran."
"In fact… he might even be at Champion-level," she added seriously.
Hearing this, the Karate Master froze.
A Champion's Pokémon?
Well, losing to that wasn't so bad!
"Ahem… my apologies for the scene," the Karate Master coughed, quickly composing himself.
"If you're here to challenge the gym, please co back another ti!"
"It's fine," Bea nodded. "I'm simply traveling to different Fighting Gyms to prepare for the upcoming P1 Grand Prix."
The P1 Fighting Grand Prix was a major event focused on Fighting-type Pokémon—though it wasn't restricted to them.
Close-combat specialists like Feraligatr and sumo-style contenders like Snorlax could also compete.
Past winners of the golden belt included Fighting experts like Kanto's Elite Four mber Bruno and Unova's Elite Four mber Marshal.
Because of this, countless martial artists saw the P1 Golden Belt as the ultimate honor.
Having witnessed Bea's skills firsthand, the Karate Master sighed. "With your strength, winning the lightweight division's golden belt should be no problem."
But Bea shook her head. "Compared to Natsu-sensei, I still have a long way to go."
"Natsu-sensei?"
"He's the Trainer of that Sylveon from earlier," Bea explained, frowning as she recalled the battle. "The way it incorporated grappling techniques into its ribbons…"
Natsu-sensei truly lives up to his reputation as a Fighting Master, even recognized by Chuck himself…
Hearing Bea's words, the Karate Master suddenly understood.
So it was grappling techniques!
No wonder I lost to that Sylveon!
"Then I won't take up any more of your ti," Bea said, clasping her fists in farewell. "When the P1 Grand Prix begins, I'll co back for a proper match!"
"Looking forward to it!"
Just then, the gym doors swung open again.
Both of them turned to look at the unexpected visitor.
Bea's eyes widened. "Natsu-sensei?!"
"S-So you're the one who…"
The Karate Master stamred as he stared at the figure before him.
A Fighting Master… with Champion-level strength?
He's so young!
The handso young man offered an apologetic smile. "Sorry for the trouble… My Sylveon seems to have caused you so inconvenience."
"N-Not at all!" The Karate Master shook his head like a rattle drum. "Having it challenge us was an honor!"
Natsu blinked.
Wow… you're just like Gym Leader Takuya—a total masochist, huh?
anwhile, Bea was struggling to control her rapid breathing, her fists clenched tightly.
But… this was the idol she had dread of eting for so long! How could she not be excited?!
"Natsu-sensei!"
Her voice slightly hoarse, Bea suddenly bowed at a perfect 90-degree angle. "It's an honor to et you!"
Natsu was taken aback.
We've never even t—why the formal greeting?
But upon closer inspection, Natsu realized the dark-skinned girl looked familiar.
Gray hair tied with an orange-and-black headband, bare feet revealing toned calves and sturdy muscles.
Bea, the Fighting prodigy from Galar.
Checking the tiline, she should still be in the middle of her training journey.
He hadn't expected to run into her here. Curious, Natsu asked, "Here to challenge the gym?"
Suddenly addressed, Bea stiffened, her dark skin flushing slightly.
"I'm preparing for the Kanto P1 Grand Prix… This is part of my training tour," she mumbled, unusually shy.
Natsu did recall the P1 Grand Prix.
Ash Ketchum's Priape had been released after that very competition.
And Ash's Snorlax was a sumo powerhouse, with impressive showings in multiple Fighting tournants.
"I see," Natsu nodded, though he didn't pay it much mind.
Right now, he was just here to clean up after Sylveon's ss.
"Leader… Do I need to cover any healing costs?"
"Injuries are part of the challenge! Why would we make you pay?" the Leader insisted.
Natsu gave him a complicated look.
I'm more worried my little one will start treating this place like a daily training ground…
"Natsu-sensei."
Bea, standing nearby, suddenly mustered her courage. "Will you… be entering the P1 Grand Prix?"
During her Unburden strategy research, she had heard of Natsu-sensei's incredible insights into Fighting-types.
Even masters like Chuck and Senior Blue Oak spoke highly of him.
If she could face Natsu-sensei in the P1 Grand Prix… it would be an invaluable experience!
Natsu paused, then shook his head.
"I'll pass…"
I don't even have a Fighting-type Pokémon—would I even qualify?
Bea sighed in disappointnt.
Of course… At his level, a tournant like this is beneath him.
...
In the end, the Leader refused Natsu's offer of compensation.
"Sylveon is welco to challenge us anyti," the Karate Master added eagerly. "Actually… there's one more thing."
"Would you consider… becoming this gym's honorary master?"
Before Natsu could respond, he quickly clarified, "I know it's an unreasonable request!"
"You'd just need to lend your na—or even just have one of your Pokémon take the role!"
Natsu's expression turned odd.
There are only two gyms in Saffron City… and Gengar and Sylveon are about to claim one each?!
Still, he knew Sylveon's personality.
Grinding levels here is one thing, but being a coach? That's asking too much of the little one.
"I'm already employed elsewhere… so it wouldn't work out," Natsu politely declined.
The Karate Master didn't press further, smiling. "Well, you're always welco to drop by and give pointers!"
Natsu sighed.
Leader, you said it yourself!
Whatever Sylveon does next… don't bla !
...
With the matter settled, Sylveon had officially unlocked a new "dungeon" for itself.
As Natsu stepped out of the gym, he noticed Bea still following him.
"What's up?" he asked, puzzled.
Bea clenched her teeth, her face burning with embarrassnt as she bowed deeply again.
"P-Please… take as your disciple!"
"See ya!" Natsu waved and walked off.
ntor Bea, the human Female Machamp?!
You can trade punches with a Machamp—what do you need for?!
By the ti Bea looked up, Natsu was already gone.
The dark-skinned girl exhaled, a mix of frustration and relief.
That was way too forward… How embarrassing!
Taking a deep breath, Bea tightened her fists, determination flashing in her eyes.
If I can win the P1 Grand Prix… if I can prove myself to Natsu-sensei…
Then maybe… he'll finally accept !
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