Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [397]

[You have pacified Electrode. Title gained: “Despicable Outsider and His Scheming Mew.”]

[Please choose your reward:]

[1. Arceus (Avatar)]

[2. Arceus (Support)]

[3. Azure Flute]

“…Hah.”

August looked at the three options the system had presented and couldn’t help but laugh.

So that’s why the system was acting strange earlier—one of the rewards finally had nothing to do with the llama. Turns out, this was what it was saving for me!

He closed the system screen.

Whoever wants to pick can pick. He wasn’t playing along this time.

“Mew, let’s go,” August called.

“Mew~!”

Mew spent a while trying to figure out where to hide the [Z-Crystal], darting glances left and right, until finally her eyes lit up—she ran over to August’s shadow, summoned Gengar, and stuffed the [Z-Crystal] right into Gengar’s belly, then strutted back to August, pleased with herself.

Gengar could only suffer in silence.

Not only did it have to be August’s walking backpack, now it had to be Mew’s as well.

It could already picture Mew stuffing a pile of snacks into its stomach…

Wait, didn’t it already have some of Mew’s chips inside?

Guess that’s fine, then.

August, Mew, and Arezu made their way back to Melli.

After witnessing August’s “pacification” of Electrode just now, Melli looked utterly drained, as if all his spirit had been sucked out of him—his face was clouded with defeat.

The king he’d revered like a deity had been beaten so easily, and August hadn’t even broken a sweat.

For someone as proud as Melli, it was a brutal blow.

At that moment, a voice whispered in his ear:

Want to get stronger? Join the Origin Rocket Team!

When Melli looked up, all he saw was the backs of August and Arezu walking away.

He murmured, “Origin Rocket Team…”

…

After returning to Jubilife Village with August, Arezu was surprised to find the place buzzing with activity.

Baffled, she stopped a passing villager. “What’s going on in the village?”

The villager, clearly recognizing her, replied, “Ah, Miss Arezu! The Origin Rocket Team and Commander Kamado are working together to renovate and expand the whole village!”

As he spoke, an Alpha Machamp came lumbering across the square, carrying a massive rectangular stone slab in all four arms.

THUD.

Machamp set the stone down.

Garchomp followed, slicing through the rock with an [Air Slash]—huge slabs were cut into neat, square tiles.

Machoke and Golem began hauling the tiles and paving the ground.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before the whole village was newly paved from end to end.

When August arrived at the Origin Rocket Team’s headquarters, he found something new.

There was a statue at the entrance.

The cloak covered the face, but the Eevee at its feet, the Gardevoir at its side, and the Mew perched on its shoulder… left no doubt about the statue’s identity!

“Not bad,” August remarked.

He had no idea who’d sculpted it, but whoever it was had clearly nailed the essence.

“Mew!”

Mew nodded along enthusiastically—she was satisfied too.

Really, her standards were low. As long as she wasn’t drawn in some bizarre abstract style like in the ancient ruins, she was happy.

Inside headquarters, the first thing August saw was Sabrina sitting with Eevee, watching the drama she’d downloaded earlier.

Eevee was lying on its back, sipping juice and munching on popcorn from Sabrina’s hand.

When August walked in, Eevee perked up and waved its chubby paw, calling out excitedly.

“Vee~!”

Sabrina turned around. “Did the pacification go well? Want some juice?”

August shook his head with a smile. “You’re spoiling it rotten…”

Mew chimed in, “Mew!”

Why can’t that be me?

August glanced to the other side of the room, where Lillie was brushing Zorua’s fur.

Zorua’s white-tipped fur—dyed red at the ends—had been groomed to a sleek shine under Lillie’s care.

But as soon as Zorua spotted August, its relaxed expression vanished, and it stiffened up.

August: …Am I really that scary?

He hadn’t even threatened Zorua this time—he just glanced at it.

Mew, beside him, started to nod, but August knocked her lightly on the head. She quickly shook her head instead.

Cosmog, at least, wasn’t afraid of August in the slightest. It waddled across the floor toward him, blinking up with an utterly adorable expression.

Full of hope!

August handed it a handful of Poké Puffs, and Cosmog, thrilled, scampered away clutching its treats—nearly tripping in its haste.

Just then, Zinnia burst in from outside, breathless.

“August! That guy Volo is here to see you!” she said, nerves on edge. “He’s not here to collect on some debt, is he?!”

“What nonsense are you thinking? I already paid off all of Gold’s debts for him!”

“Huh? They’re all paid off?” Zinnia paused, then let out a long breath. “You should’ve said so sooner. I was worried for nothing…”

But suddenly, her expression stiffened.

“What’s wrong?” August asked.

Zinnia scratched her head, looking sheepish. “Um… I was worried Volo was here for money, so I sent Goodra to block him at the door.”

August: …

But she was only trying to help, so he reassured her, “Don’t worry. Volo’s no pushover—he’ll be fine… probably.”

No sooner had he said it than Volo appeared at the door, drenched in sticky slime, glaring at August with a face full of grievance.

“Huh? Volo, what happened to you?” August asked, all innocent surprise.

Zinnia couldn’t help but feel outclassed by how quickly August’s expression changed.

Luckily, Volo got right to the point. “August, I have something important to discuss.”

“If it’s about looking for Sinnoh the Great, I’m on it,” August said.

Don’t ask—if you ask, I’m working on it.

Volo replied, “I care about the progress, but that’s not why I’m here this time!”

So he’s not here to rush me…

August took Gardevoir’s juice and nodded for Volo to continue, signaling he was listening.

Volo said, “Here’s the thing. I’m here to deliver a message for a senior of mine. She’s heard about you and would like to meet you.”

Pffft—

August, caught off guard, spat out his juice.

“Cough, cough… What did you just say? Can you repeat that?”

Volo looked puzzled but obliged. “I said, a senior I know wants to meet you.”

Once he was sure he hadn’t misheard, August didn’t hesitate: “Nope. Sorry, can’t. I’ve got things to do—maybe another time!”

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