Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [432]

Gardevoir watched from the side as August teased Mew and Eevee with childish antics and sighed helplessly.

“Want to join us, Gardevoir?” August playfully shook the box of Pokéblocks. “All of these can be yours~!”

Mew’s eyes immediately sparkled at the offer.

But Gardevoir merely rolled her eyes, then gently beckoned, using [Psychic] to rescue Eevee from August’s evil clutches. She thoughtfully fixed Eevee’s messy fur.

“Ee-bu!” Eevee nuzzled affectionately against Gardevoir, sticking out its tongue at August from its safe haven.

Seeing this, August smirked silently, mouthing clearly:

“Your allowance is gone.”

Eevee, who had just found itself a savior, was instantly struck as if by lightning. Its entire body stiffened. Luckily, Gardevoir was still supporting it with [Psychic], preventing it from falling straight to the floor.

Recovering after a moment, Eevee hurriedly scrambled back to August, clinging pitifully to his pant leg, eyes filled with pleading.

“Ee-buu~”

August shot Gardevoir a smug grin.

Watching Eevee surrender pitifully to August’s whims, selling dignity for meager pocket money, Gardevoir’s expression grew resigned.

Nearby, Blue watched in speechless disbelief.

Of course, even while teasing Eevee, August didn't forget about business.

“Blue, contact Silph Co.’s president and order a batch of fishing rods. Also, make a list of all the equipment we'll need for this event. Funds come from the activity budget.”

“Got it!”

“Steenee, a juice, please!”

“Tseeeew~!”

...

Silver, who had returned to the Kanto Division after receiving August’s message, knocked and entered.

“Silver, sit down.”

August gestured for him to sit, then said seriously, “You’ve heard about the upcoming Hisui summer camp, right?”

Silver nodded, though he wasn't sure why August had called him all the way here. This could've been said over the phone, not in such a formal setting.

Seeing Silver’s puzzled look, August clarified, “I didn’t call you here just for that—it’s about Giovanni.”

Silver’s expression immediately tightened upon hearing Giovanni’s name, his demeanor becoming solemn as he listened closely.

“It’s like this...”

August explained the situation, revealing that Giovanni had been invited to the summer camp to potentially rescue him from his predicament.

Silver’s first reaction was—

“Are we arresting Giovanni in Hisui?” Silver asked cautiously.

August’s eyebrows rose in surprise. “Why would you think that?”

Now Silver was even more confused. Hadn’t August summoned him to prepare for Giovanni’s arrest?

“Then…”

“Giovanni is much more useful to us with amnesia,” August explained calmly. “Even though Team Rocket’s influence has shrunk after our raids, significant pockets still exist in Johto and the Sevii Islands. Right now, Giovanni is just missing, so they’re still relatively quiet. If Giovanni were openly captured, these remaining forces might become restless and pose a significant threat to League security.”

Truthfully, August himself didn’t particularly mind.

He would love nothing more than for Team Rocket’s remnants to jump out at once, so he could eliminate them decisively.

But Lance had just become Johto’s Champion, and out of consideration for the potential trouble it might cause Lance, August had opted for a subtler strategy.

“My original plan was to leverage Giovanni’s amnesia, pretend he's an undercover agent from the International Police, and dismantle Team Rocket quietly from the inside.”

Silver nodded; this was indeed a smart plan.

“However, Giovanni might have recovered his memory,” August added grimly.

Hearing this, Silver’s brow creased.

“That’s why I need your help,” August said firmly. “During the camp, I’ll place you in the same group as Giovanni. Watch and test him closely. If you see any signs he's regained his memories... tell me immediately.”

Silver nodded solemnly, “I understand.”

The next second, August’s serious expression faded, replaced by his usual relaxed demeanor. He clapped Silver on the shoulder. “Don’t feel pressured. Whether Giovanni’s faking or not, I have ways to deal with it.”

“You can just think of this as father-son bonding,” he added teasingly.

Hearing the phrase ‘father-son bonding,’ Silver’s face twisted into awkward embarrassment.

After sending Silver off, August leaned back in his office chair. Sabrina’s figure quietly appeared beside him.

Curiously, she asked, “Is Giovanni really faking?”

If Giovanni had been faking, it was an incredible performance—she hadn't noticed anything suspicious.

“My intuition says yes… but there's no concrete proof yet,” August admitted.

“Since when do you need proof?” Sabrina retorted skeptically.

“Hey, don't slander me!” August protested. “I strictly follow procedural justice—I don’t bend the rules!”

Sabrina scoffed softly.
Funny, you weren’t so righteous when coercing her into joining the International Police.

Seeing Sabrina’s skeptical look, August cleared his throat, “Giovanni’s memory returning… I suspect it was due to inhaling Stunky’s gas.”

Sabrina froze mid-sneer, suddenly looking guilty—after all, she'd been the one to suggest Giovanni handle the Stunky issue.

“You can’t blame it all on me... And can Stunky’s gas really be that effective?” Sabrina’s voice weakened considerably.

August pulled out two research papers.

“These are studies from Celadon University on Stunky’s gas. They explicitly say Stunky gas stimulates brain cells and can trigger short-term memory loss.”

“So, Giovanni inhaled it, resetting his brain chemistry and potentially restoring his original memories.”

Staring at the papers on the table, Sabrina had no rebuttal.

“So, what now...?”

“I can’t control Giovanni’s memory,” August smiled pleasantly, “so let’s discuss your punishment instead!”

Sabrina: “!?”

...

Ten Days Later.

It was soon time for the summer camp.

Everyone gathered, fully equipped.

Gary maintained his cool appearance—just wearing a sunhat and holding a fishing rod casually.

In contrast, Irida, Arezu, and Akari had loaded themselves with souvenirs from the modern era, planning gifts for their friends back home.

Dialga and Palkia glanced at the luggage silently grumbling. How much effort would it take to fix the temporal disturbances? Though technically, their past selves would handle it, the exhaustion still transmitted forward in memory.

But seeing Cogita’s Psyduck also burdened by huge bags, Dialga and Palkia shared a resigned look.

Dialga: Let’s just deal with it. If Boss is happy, it’s fine…

Palkia nodded: Exactly!

As August activated the transport device, a golden fissure swallowed the group, depositing them into Hisui moments later.

...

As August’s group arrived, more golden rifts opened around them.

Nemona emerged, eyes gleaming with excitement. “Is this the Hisui region?”

For her, time travel was a thrilling new experience.

Bea, dressed in martial arts attire, quickly spotted a Machamp towering a full story high, hauling logs. Her eyes immediately blazed with fighting spirit.

Unlike Nemona and Bea, Iono was physically weaker and felt extremely dizzy after arriving, nearly collapsing until Gardevoir quickly used [Life Dew] to restore her.

Next, Ash’s group arrived. Misty and Brock landed gracefully, while Ash crashed face-first into the ground, prompting Gary’s merciless laughter.

Pikachu nimbly landed atop Ash’s head, shoving it deeper into the dirt.

“Pika?”

Pikachu glanced around, confused.

“Pikachu, get off!” came Ash’s muffled plea beneath Pikachu’s feet.

Finally, the most anticipated arrival—Giovanni!

On Giovanni’s shoulder stood a Wooper, bearing battle scars yet radiating determination.

August noted Giovanni’s slightly torn suit—perfectly matching someone freshly returned from a wild forest.

When Giovanni sensed August’s gaze, he turned naturally and saluted respectfully, “Chief August!”

Everyone stared in shock.

August smoothly reassured them, “Relax, everyone. I hadn’t told you before—Giovanni is actually our undercover agent in Team Rocket!”

Who are you fooling?! thought the Kanto Division members, aware of August’s history with Giovanni.

But newcomers like Iono were genuinely amazed.

Team Rocket’s leader was secretly August’s undercover agent? Incredible!

Ash foolishly moved forward to inspect Giovanni closely, but Misty quickly knocked sense into him.

Meanwhile, those aware—Blue, Sabrina, and Silver—studied Giovanni’s face intently for any slip-up.

But Giovanni betrayed no signs. He smiled warmly, greeting everyone like a harmless, friendly colleague.

Despite lingering doubts, everyone politely returned Giovanni’s greetings under August’s watchful eye.

At this moment, Koga arrived from his ninja school in Hisui. Spotting Giovanni, he blurted out in astonishment, “Boss Giovanni!?... I mean, Giovanni?!”

August’s eyes narrowed sharply.

Did you just call him “Boss Giovanni”?

...

Meanwhile, as the group grappled with Giovanni’s presence—

On Obsidian Fieldlands, Volo stood in a Team Rocket uniform, staring skyward impatiently.

“August said these people would arrive soon… Where are they?”

Just then, three familiar cries echoed from above.

“What an annoying feeling!”

A blue-haired man, a pink-haired woman, and a talking Meowth plummeted from the sky, landing painfully.

“Ow!”

“James, I told you that discount balloon was unreliable!”

“That’s right, Meow~!”

Matching August’s description precisely—especially the talking Meowth—Volo coughed deliberately.

Instantly alert, the trio jumped up, grabbing their Poké Balls.

Spotting Volo’s uniform, Jessie gasped, “Elite uniform? Are you Team Rocket too? Why haven’t we seen you before?”

“We have lots of members, idiot!”

“Maybe he’s new, Meow!”

After some discussion, James stepped forward cautiously, “Who are you?”

Recalling August’s script, Volo sighed inwardly, embarrassed, but began reciting dramatically:

“Since you’ve asked so sincerely…”

The trio froze in disbelief.

“Is he copying us, Meow?”

“It seems like it...”

Just as they prepared to angrily confront him, Volo commanded authoritatively:

“Jessie, James, Meowth, attention! I’m here to deliver orders from the Leader of the Originl Team Rocket!”

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