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  Sinnioerna City.

  The sound of music flowed from the gramophohe blues of the saxophoaking on a geohrough the unique charm of vinyl records. The room was furnished with mahogany furniture, and thia lounged zily on the sofa. Beside her sat a poised and elegant woman with brown hair and green eyes. Her demeanor roud, her posture as graceful as a doe's, and even while sitting on the sofa, her back remairaight.

  Diantha extinguished her slender cigarette in a crystal ashtray, a hint of helplessness flickering in her green eyes. "If yoing to battle, you should really get some proper rest..."

  thia shifted into a more fortable positioing her cheek on Diantha's p, murmuring softly, "I just finished work at the researstitute. I o catch the flight... Let me nap for a bit."

  Diantha ran her fihrough thia's waterfall-like golden hair. "Tokyo?"

  thia nodded like an e tabby, her slender eyeshes fluttering. Moments ter, her breathing became steady and even.

  Diantha gently stroked the smooth golden hair. I have work too, you know... Did you call me over just to use me as a pillow?

  But the schedule for the Master League acked. Since thia articipating, it might be a long time before they could see each ain. Feeling pyful, Diantha ruffled thia's smooth golden hair until it became tousled, then covered a yawn with her hand.

  The quiet afternoon passed with the two women, each with their own distinct style, led together.

  As dusk fell, Diantha groggily opened her eyes. The setting sun streamed in through the window, and thia had already ged into her familiar bck coat. Her smooth golden hair cascaded down, each strand seemingly glowing with a halo of light.

  thia smiled. "Wait for me to e back, and then we'll go shopping."

  "Sure, sure," Diantha replied with a resigned smile. "Have a safe trip!"

  thia stepped out onto the marble terrace outside. A red light emerged from a Poké Ball, and Togekiss nuzzled affeately against thia.

  Diantha suddenly felt a bit uneasy and reminded her, "The hotel and luggage are all set, right?"

  "The luggage has already beeo the hotel, but I o visit a little one first," thia said. "A very cute Eevee."

  ...

  July 15th, Wednesday.

  The produ of Pnts vs. Zombies had been underway for a week. Kazuya and Natsume had been w tirelessly, and with the help of a parallel world tempte, progress could only be described as lightning-fast.

  But what gave Natsume a headache was that Haunter and Eevee's strength had also improved at an equally astonishing rate.

  Through stant practice of the Copybsp;move, Eevee had mastered both Yawn and Iron Tail to perfeeanwhile, Haunter had been he monthly outstanding coach at the Battle Club, with a fully packed schedule...

  While this was good news, Natsume couldn't bring himself to feel happy about it.

  As everyone kneokémon's strength was directly proportional to its expehe strohey became, the more energy they ed in battles. The ine from Haunter's part-time job at the club couldn't even cover the cost of the berries and Pokébloatsume had to buy.

  Oher hand, while Eevee did muatsume had been exging and purchasing rare berries for it, and he certainly didn't want to shortge the little one.

  Overall, for Natsume, who wasn't a trainer by profession, the increase in his Pokémon's strength was undoubtedly a sweet burden.

  But Natsume didn't bme Eevee or Haunter, nor did he force them not to evolve. Humans and Pokémon were equals, after all. Natsume genuinely loved Pokémon, but the risks and rewards of being a trainer simply didn't add up for him.

  "This is way too enthusiastiatsume couldn't help but rub his temples. "If I end up with an-eater Pokémon, I might just go bankrupt!"

  The thought of the Pokémon with the "best potential" that Coach Takashi had promised made Natsume shudder. What if it turned out to be a "stelr" little Munchx? That would be the end of him!

  "No, I 't let someone else hahis," Natsume gritted his teeth. "I'll pick it myself wheime es. I refuse to believe that in the vast Tokyo Metropolitan Uy Pokémon Day Care, I 't find a scker!"

  ...

  Iernoon, Natsume, serving as the assistant coach, arrived at the school team to sck off and happeo run into Coach Takashi.

  Takashi, beaming with joy, said, "Natsume, the two new recruits you picked are fantastic... You really have an eye for talent!"

  "Huh?" Natsume raised an eyebrow.

  All I did was sck off and pick the simplest free-for-all battle rules. How did that turn into having an eye for talent?

  When it came to team strategy and synergy, Takashi got excited. "First, there's that Breloom with the Effect Spore ability. In singles matches, it hah surprise attacks and staying on the field with ease. And then there's Tomoya's Torkoal... My goodness, it has the Drought ability! The trainer's strength and character are also solid. This could be the core of our future team!"

  Coach Takashi's excitement was uandable. The ces of finding top talent among early-admission freshmen were slim, and he had only been trying his luck. But Natsume, in his first round of interviews, had somehow hit the jackpot—twice!

  Plus, with the serious expression Natsume had while taking akashi truly felt lucky to have found such a valuable helper.

  The school team had struck gold!

  "Keep up the good work, maintain our league ranking, and the bonuses will definitely be worth it!" Takashi ughed, patting Natsume on the shoulder.

  Natsume looked bewildered. Is my judgment really that good?

  He couldn't help but g the Torkoal on the field and houghtfully. Torkoal, niamed "Little Groudon," -tier attacker in sun teams and could also perform well in space-based strategies. Tokyo Metropolitan Uy's team had always beeered around psychic-spapositions. The addition of these two freshmen would not only streheir synergy but also fill in some gaps.

  "I really am something!" Natsume smacked his forehead. "I mao pick the best didates at a gnce!"

  The college league, typically held in the sed half of the year, en to first and sed-year Pokémon majors. Third-year students were busy challenging gyms and peting for spots iouran League, so they were restricted from participating.

  Overall, Natsume's age and strength made him a perfect fit for the petition. But Natsume had zero i in the so-called league. Being an assistant coach was fine, but actually peting? No thanks. Perf poorly would mean taking the bme, and if his two little ones got hurt, it wouldn't be worth it.

  As he hoisted Eevee, who had beely beating up Torkoal, onto his shoulder, Takashi called out to him, "Oh, Natsume, are you going to the Master League Saturday? The school team is c oicket per person. I'll save one for you."

  Natsume frowhe Master League was being held at Tokyo Skytree Arena, and he had seeicket prices online—3,000 Pokémon s for a regur ticket. A mere 3,000 Pokémon s? Did Natsume-sensei really need someoo cover that for him?

  "I'll go," Natsume said with a smile. " I get three tickets?"

  Whether they were front-row seats or not didn't matter. The important thing was bringing Eevee and Haunter along!