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  The story begins during the time when Natsume-sensei was still in the middle of his exams.

  Haunter was at home, clutg a copy of the 【Toxiuscript】 with both hands.

  Its crimson toended, meticulously lig every line of text from top to bottom.

  "Haunter~(*⊙~⊙)"

  Haunter houghtfully, about to share some tips with Eevee, only to realize that Eevee was is Poké Ball.

  Haunter floated over to the Poké Ball, scratched its head, and theed like a sheet of paper, slowly drifting down to the ground.

  Suddenly, Haunter's eyes lit up, and with a poof, its body infted agaiedly, it floated toward the door.

  "Haunter!" (Take care of the house!)

  Haunter shouted to Eevee ihe Poké Ball.

  Eevee, clearly annoyed, scratched at the inner walls of the Poké Ball with its paws.

  Sneaking off to train without me? Unbelievable!

  Eevee: ヽ(`Д′)?

  pared to Natsume, Haunter was far more familiar with the local training facilities.

  The stru site he neighborhood was like a low-level dungeon, something Eevee could easily hahout getting hurt.

  But when it came to finding a truly powerful oppo, Haunter immediately thought of that elite-level Poison-type Trainer.

  Just the thought of that menag Arbok made Haunter shiver.

  Haunter: (ˉ﹃ˉ)

  That Arbok is terrifying!

  Eagerly, Haunter made its way to the 【Bull Training Club】.

  It casually phased through the gss door, leaving the receptionist utterly bewildered.

  "Uh... hello... Are you here for a battle or training?"

  "Haunter!" Haunter poi the 【2888 Pokémon s Training Package】 on the ter.

  Last time my Trainer brought me here, we got this one.

  Hmm... should be fine!

  "Haunter! (ノ￣▽￣)"

  Haunter, despite having no money, fshed a fident smile.

  This was the first time the reception desk had ever dealt with a ghost Pokémon. The receptionist pursed her lips, intrigued.

  "Little one, whion are you pnning to train?"

  Haunter poi itself and grinned.

  The receptionist pulled out a tablet, swiping through it as she smiled.

  "Here are the Trainers avaible for booking. Once you've made your choice, you settle the payment oer."

  "Haunter!"

  Haunter nodded, rubbing its as if seriously sidering its options.

  Nanami, wearing tight pants and carrying a water bottle, walked past and g the reception desk. Her expression immediately ged.

  That ugh... sounds way too familiar!

  It's that Gastly from st time, the ohat nearly sent Arbok to the hospital!

  And it's evolved now?!

  Nanami nervously sed the area.

  After firming that the handsome guy wasn't around, she let out a sigh of relief.

  "Good thing it's not here for training... and hopefully it won't pick me again."

  "Coaanami! Perfect timing, there's a trainee here who specifically requested you."

  "Huh?"

  "Haunter!" Haunter grinned, scratg its head sheepishly.

  ...

  Haunter followed Nanami to the training ground.

  "This is the first time I've seen a Pokémon so eager to train..."

  "Haunter!"

  "But you probably don't have any money, do you?" Nanami frowned. "If you break the agreement, you'll end up on the bcklist!"

  Haunter: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

  Haunter's face turned pale, and it floated dejectedly toward the exit, as if the wrudge" was h above its head.

  Nanami hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth. "Fine! I have an idea. e back!"

  "Haunter?"

  Haunter immediately switched expressions, giving Nanami a look of disdain.

  If you had a solution, why didn't you say so earlier? Making me waste all that effort!

  "With your strength, you're more than qualified to work here as a part-time coach."

  Nanami raised an eyebrow. "Besides free training, you also earn some extra cash... Ied?"

  "Haunter! o(*≧▽≦)ツ"

  Haunter burst out ughing, patting Nanami on the shoulder.

  Why didn't you say so earlier? We could've been colleagues from the start!

  Nanami's expression turned odd.

  They say Pokémon start to resemble their Trainers over time...

  Just how shameless is this Trainer, I wonder...

  "Haunter!"

  Hauruck a ready-to-fight pose, swinging its fists with enthusiasm.

  Nanami, looking flicted, called over the receptionist and had her add a new coach to the system oablet.

  "Is this really okay?" the receptionist asked, surprised.

  "Why not? It's just one more membership card."

  Haunter calcuted the time. Natsume's exam should be over in about an hour.

  That meant it had one hour to work its part-time job.

  The thought of tributing to the household once again made Haunter's eyes sparkle.

  "Haunter（?`▽′?)?"

  ...

  Nanami stood at the edge of the training ground, watg Haunter's first coag session.

  Holy, even as ae Trainer, Nanami couldn't quite gauge Haunter's true strength.

  Judging by its breeding, it probably ed supplements that Nanami couldn't even dream of.

  And when it came to training teiques, Nanami's Toxic was clearly no match for Haunter's.

  This made Nanami frown.

  What kind of background does that guy from st time have?

  How did he mao raise Hauo this level in just a month?

  Though, that guy was really good-looking...

  Maybe... I should try being more proactive ime?

  "Tch." Nanami blushed and shook her head. When she looked up again, Haunter's first tutorial match had already ended.

  It was a plete tutorial match.

  The t's Nidorina didn't even st two moves against Haunter.

  But the more one-sided it was, the more it proved the coach's battle prowess.

  "Did you hear? The club has a new coach, and it's a Pokémon!"

  "Really? Is it that Mr. Mime from st time?"

  "No, it's a Haunter! Its strength far surpasses that of a regur Elite-level Trainer!"

  An hour flew by.

  Haunter floated over to the vending mae, stuck its hand in without iing any s, and pulled out a soda to guzzle down.

  "Haunter!"

  Beating up weaklings, training, aing paid for it!

  Could there be a more perfect job?

  "Here you go, little ohis is your membership card. Take good care of it."

  "Haunter!" Haunter happily accepted the card.

  It waved at Nanami, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, before cheerfully floating away.

  Nanami was momentarily stunned, instinctively raising her hand to wave back. Then, embarrassed, she tugged at her bangs, her face slightly red.

  "It's... kind of cute..."

  ...

  Natsume raised an eyebrow.

  He g the ID photo on the card, which showed Haunter grinning mischievously.

  Natsume asked, "You really didn't spend any money?"

  "Haunter!"

  "Then how did you ma?" Natsume's voice carried a hint of surprise.

  Haunter chuckled, puffing out its chest proudly.

  "Only you could pull this off."

  Natsume sighed, "But if you ever need money, just let me know. I afford the training fees."

  Natsume didn't want to disce Haunter's initiative.

  Even if these two little ones were practically tearing the house apart, Natsume couldn't bring himself to scold them.

  The retionship between a Trainer and their Pokémon is one of equality.

  Natsume respected Haunter's wishes, and Haunter did its best to tribute to the household.

  "Haunter(′▽`〃)"

  Haunter scratched its head, grinning sheepishly.

  "Alright, you've worked hard." Natsume smiled, patting Haunter on the head.

  "Let's eat. I made your favorite."

  "Haunter! (?ω?)"