Ignoring the college student's raging tantrum, Lorze just walked right off.
As long as the guy didn't have the balls to break the law, he couldn't do shit to him anyway.
For this, he had to thank the nation's Skynet system. In this era overflowing with Pokémon, the governnt had planted hidden caras absolutely everywhere to prevent Trainers from committing cris.
Don't get cocky and think you can do whatever the fuck you want just because you don't spot a cara. So lenses were hidden in incredibly devious spots; it was a massive psychological mind ga.
Did you dare to gamble that there really wasn't a hidden cara around?
You'd be betting your entire life's future on it.
Therefore, take a veteran's advice: the Ralts ga is way too fucking deep for you to handle. Wild Pokémon have always belonged to whoever caught them; it's not "finders keepers."
Not to ntion, Ralts is the type of Pokémon that chooses her own Trainer. If she thinks you're a piece of trash, even if you manage to capture her, would you ever dare let her out?
The second you let her out, she'd teleport the fuck out of your life in a heartbeat.
Don't ever assu that just because she's inside your Poké Ball, she fully belongs to you. You still need to be able to make her stay.
In the Trainer community, there were plenty of instances where people had to release captured wild Pokémon simply because they completely refused to obey commands.
That's exactly why teachers always recomnded Rookie Trainers to buy Pokémon eggs for their Starters. Because when a Pokémon hatches, it usually forms an imprint and relies on the first person it sees, effectively preventing the "disobedient Starter" issue.
Lorze's Ralts was obviously not hatched by him. Hell, she probably didn't even pick him; she just gave him a cheap win because she was forced into a corner by the circumstances.
Which ant this little Ralts genuinely might not listen to a damn word he said.
It was fine if she didn't obey right away, as long as she didn't just teleport away without saying goodbye. Affection and relationships could be slowly cultivated and grood.
...
Soti later, Lorze arrived at the Pokémon Center with the injured Ralts.
This place didn't just heal injured Pokémon; it was also the official facility where Rookie Trainers registered their Starter Pokémon.
Of course, the dical fees weren't free, but Rookie Trainers could enjoy a 50% discount for their first year.
The discounted cost wasn't that high, but as a high school kid from an ordinary family, Lorze didn't have much cash on him, so he had to call upon his mom.
He hastily dialed his mother's number.
Lorze: "Mom! Send money! I need to go to the Pokémon Center!"
Hearing this, his mother was completely puzzled. "Why the hell are you going to the Pokémon Center? If you're sick, go to a normal hospital."
Lorze: "What kind of talk is that? Does your son look like he gets sick easily? I need to take my Starter Pokémon in for a checkup. Send money!"
Lorze's words made his mother even more confused. "Where did you get the money to buy a Starter? Didn't we agree you'd co ho to discuss which one to choose?"
Lorze quickly explained, "Plans change, right? I just happened to run into a sick, pathetic-looking wild Pokémon on the side of the road, so I took the chance and threw a ball at it."
Hearing this, his mother couldn't help but worry. "It's sick? Is it serious? We don't have a lot of money to pay for its treatnt, you know. Don't end up just wasting a Poké Ball."
Lorze: "It's a minor issue, just so injuries. The Pokémon doctors can fix her up."
Mother: "..."
Mother: "Alright fine, a single Poké Ball isn't that expensive anyway."
Lorze: "I told you she can be saved!"
Mother: "Okay, okay. Since you set your sights on it, try to salvage it. I'll wire you the money in a bit. By the way, what kind of Pokémon did you catch?"
Lorze instantly got a little excited. "Hehe! It's a Ralts, and a Shiny one at that!"
Mother: (⊙_⊙)
There was a noticeable silence on his mother's end, followed by a heavy sigh.
She spoke with earnest gravity: "Son, you should honestly just go admit yourself to the psychiatric ward. There's zero fucking chance you'd ever be chosen by a Ralts. Stop having these delusional wet dreams and just settle down with a Beedrill, okay?"
Lorze: ???
Lorze: ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ
Lorze: "I fucking told you it's a Ralts! Forget it... I'll explain when I get back. Send money!"
Looking at the hung-up phone, his mother couldn't help but shake her head.
Obviously, Mother Lorze considered her son to be just another one of those desperate, horny male Trainers who had driven themselves insane lusting after a Ralts.
She knew Gardevoir was incredibly sexy, and she didn't mind having a Pokémon daughter-in-law, but... nobody knows a son better than his mother. She truly believed it was impossible for a Ralts to ever take a liking to him.
The poor kid was having literal hallucinations. He probably mistook a dirty Feebas for a Ralts. My poor, pathetic child.
And a Shiny on top of that? Oh God, he's totally fucked, the delusions are severe. She'd better start thinking about what his second Pokémon should actually be.
...
Not long after, Lorze ran a preliminary check on Ralts at the Pokémon Center. Then, under the incredibly bizarre stare of the registration clerk, he completed his "Starter Trainer Qualification Registration." Thus, the Ralts officially beca his first Pokémon.
He had to admit, a pure white Ralts was just too damn eye-catching. It was impossible not to draw attention.
The male registration clerk stared at it over and over, looking like he'd seen a ghost. He couldn't fathom why a teenage boy like Lorze could ever win a Ralts's favor. Was this kid completely devoid of any dirty, horny desires?
Bull-fucking-shit!
We're all n here!
Ah, he got it... this Ralts had to be a male! That was the only logical reason it would choose him, right?
But when he checked the Pokémon Doctor's dical report and saw the gender listed as '♀', his entire reality shattered.
Impossible! Absolutely fucking impossible! There is no teenage boy in this entire universe who doesn't want to fuck!
Oh, he got it... there must be sothing wrong with the Ralts herself. She must be an insanely horny and degenerate Ralts!
But if that was the case... didn't that an the kid scored an even luckier jackpot?!
Who the hell wouldn't want a Gardevoir that actually wanted to fuck them?!
Lorze left the Pokémon Center bathed in the clerk's toxic, envious, and intensely jealous glare. He chose not to release Ralts from her ball, nor did he imitate Ash Ketchum by letting his Starter ride on his shoulder.
His Ralts was way too eye-catching; it was safer to keep her stashed in the ball.
Plus, it was also to prevent the little Ralts from suddenly teleporting away, right?
To make sure she didn't leave him, he'd have to seriously romance and groom her once they got ho.
As for how to groom her... should he just Google "how to seduce and kidnap a loli"?
Cough, cough, the cops would probably kick his door down if he did that. Better not.
Whatever, he'd just have to play it by ear. The most pressing matter was to get back ho safely first.
To ensure the college guy from earlier wasn't tailing him, Lorze specifically blended into a crowd and slipped out the back door of the Pokémon Center. Then, relying on his familiarity with the neighborhood, he took a series of convoluted detours before finally hopping onto the bus ho.
Don't bla him for making a mountain out of a molehill. Even though Hua Nation had excellent security and nothing bad should realistically happen.
It was still bad to have soone fixated on you. What if the guy was so butt-hurt he actually tried so dirty, underhanded tactics?
In short, you can never be too paranoid about other people's malice.
He didn't just have to guard against that college guy, but against any stranger. It wasn't uncommon to see news reports of Rookie Trainers getting violently mugged because they owned a rare Pokémon.
His Ralts was already ultra-rare, and coupled with her pure white Shiny variant, it'd be a fucking miracle if people didn't target him for it.
It seed that until he possessed enough combat power to protect himself, he absolutely should not let Ralts out in public. Safety always cos first, after all.
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