July 30th, Thursday.
Eevee stepped on Natsu's face, stretched its tiny paws, and then comfortably burrowed back into the blanket.
Natsu dread that he was being trampled by a Dynamaxed Eevee, jolting awake from the nightmare.
Looking around, Haunter was stuck to the ceiling, drooling.
Lifting the blanket, he saw Eevee curled up into a ball, swatting its paw as if annoyed by the sunlight.
Natsu, his hair a ss, sighed deeply. "Having nightmares in the morning... that's not a good sign."
"Today's the day to pick a Pokémon. I hope nothing goes wrong."
Natsu felt a mix of excitent and nervousness, much like Ash Ketchum on his first day as a Trainer.
"I'm not becoming a Trainer, so getting along with the two little ones is what matters most."
Natsu nodded to himself, sighing internally.
I can't afford a third backstabbing Pokémon in this household.
Last night, Eevee and Haunter had been training "Reflect" and "Light Screen" until late.
Though neither had mastered the moves, so of the techniques were similar to "Protect."
Assuming they were just sleeping in, Natsu made breakfast for the two and left a note:
"I'm heading out. I'll be back in the afternoon. Figure out lunch yourselves!"
Haunter could read, and with so cash left behind, it wouldn't be hard for Haunter to take Eevee out to eat.
Natsu even suspected that with Haunter around, Eevee might not even need a Trainer...
"Hmm... all thanks to training Haunter so well!"
Natsu nodded confidently.
As August approached, the heat was relentless. A few Pidgey lay listlessly on tree branches, the sky devoid of clouds.
Natsu took a taxi to Tokyo tropolitan University's Pokémon Academy, arriving at a breeding facility at the foot of the Southern Campus.
"You're here," Takashi greeted with a smile, waving at Natsu.
Natsu was wearing the "Black Glasses" he'd won from a raffle, which boosted Dark-type moves, making him look like a villain.
But admittedly, they worked great as sunglasses, and the quality was top-notch.
Natsu asked curiously, "Coach Takashi, is this entire area part of the Pokémon Day Care?"
This was Natsu's first ti visiting the Raising Departnt's campus, and its size far surpassed other departnts.
Takashi explained, "Though it's called a Pokémon Day Care, it spans over 3,000 acres. Students from Tokyo tropolitan University's Raising Departnt co here for internships every year."
"Many students keep their Pokémon here, and graduates and faculty do too. There's no shortage of powerful Pokémon!"
The cost of breeding Pokémon was no less than training them.
It was said that the Association's "six-Pokémon carry limit" was established because exceeding that number could lead to neglect, potentially harming the Pokémon.
However, Trainers confident in their breeding capabilities (and finances) carrying twelve Poké Balls wasn't uncommon.
For Pokémon beyond the carry limit, paying to keep them at a Pokémon Day Care or entrusting them to a trusted Pokémon Professor were common practices.
"Tokyo tropolitan University's Pokémon Day Care only has 3,000 acres?" Natsu looked puzzled.
"I saw on Nico Dou that 'Professor Samuel Oak's Backyard' is over 30,000 acres!"
Takashi chuckled. "Professor Samuel Oak is the leading figure in Pokémon studies. His backyard is more like a wilderness."
Natsu followed Coach Takashi as they ventured deeper into the facility.
Forests, sand dunes, rivers, grasslands, and... under girls' skirts (crossed out)...
Various habitats and all kinds of Pokémon left Natsu dazzled.
Nidoran and Nidorina cuddling in the woods, a Silcoon peeking out with its single red eye, a plump Farfetch'd...
Natsu wiped his drool and arrived at a wooden cabin.
An elderly woman with silver hair and a kind face ca out to greet them.
Takashi pointed at Natsu and smiled. "This guy just gave Tokyo tropolitan University a huge win the other day."
"Could you help him pick out a Pokémon?"
"Young man, it's rare to see such drive these days."
Granny Chihiro smiled warmly. "Don't worry, the Pokémon at Tokyo tropolitan University's Day Care are all hardworking and full of potential!"
Natsu's expression shifted slightly.
"Granny, no need to trouble yourself. I'll handle it!"
If she helped, with her sharp eye, I'd be dood!
Granny Chihiro looked Natsu up and down, nodding with a smile.
A young man with such strength, good looks, and respect for his elders...
I should recomnd one of the offspring from the faculty's Pokémon to him!
Granny Chihiro leaned on her cane and chuckled.
"Wait a mont. I'll prepare sothing."
Granny Chihiro thought to herself, these Pokémon all have decent potential. Let's see which one he likes best.
Natsu sighed in relief.
He had been worried that the old lady would force a high-potential Pokémon on him.
First, he was afraid he might let the Pokémon down as a Trainer.
Second, if the Pokémon had a combative personality, it might not get along with Eevee and Haunter.
So, Natsu decided to pick a Pokémon that matched his own personality—one that just wanted to laze around.
In short, he wanted a slacker!
Takashi patted Natsu's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Granny Chihiro's judgnt is top-notch."
"Though... you'll have to pick from the ones she recomnds," Takashi added seriously.
"So Pokémon are privately owned, so you can't just pick any."
Natsu nodded.
He had thought that if he could pick freely, he'd just grab a Slowpoke from the pond.
On his way over, a dopey Slowpoke had waved at him, which really appealed to Natsu.
"Surely Granny Chihiro won't give a Starter Pokémon trio, right?"
Natsu laughed. "Those are six-figure Pokémon. Tokyo tropolitan University isn't that rich, is it?"
Takashi thought for a mont. "There have been precedents in the past. It depends on what Granny Chihiro recomnds."
"Overall, with her experience, she'll definitely recomnd the one that suits you best!"
Natsu sighed in relief.
The old lady is wise. She'll surely see that I'm just a slacker, right?
...
Granny Chihiro leaned on her cane and walked over to her husband, giving him a light kick.
"Old man, call the forr principal. I'm planning to give away one of the Starter Pokémon trio."
The old man, who had been dozing, woke up in a daze. "Those are the Pokémon left by the Master. You're really giving one away?"
Granny Chihiro snorted.
"This old lady just likes young n. Got a problem with that?"
The old man chuckled. "I'll make the call. It's hot outside. Put on your straw hat."
Granny Chihiro felt a warmth in her heart but simply snorted and muttered, "There's sour plum soup in the fridge. Don't forget to drink it later."
"Got it. I'll go check on that batch of Pokémon," the old man said, rubbing his hands.
"Each one's a fierce fighter... Haha, I wonder which Trainer will be lucky enough to get one!"
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