Pokémon: Starting with a Dragon Dance Gible [10]

Miss Mimosa wasn’t a Nurse Joy.

She was a certified Pokémon doctor from a small town in the Paldea region. Through an international exchange program between major league regions, she’d come to Donghuang to work at Shanghai University’s medical center.

Her goal was to use this as a stepping stone—gaining practical experience and expanding her knowledge as a Pokémon physician.

After completing the exchange, Mimosa planned to return home and join Paldea’s renowned Naranja or Uva Academy as a Pokémon instructor.

…And that’s how someone who should’ve been working at Naranja or Uva Academy… ended up stationed here at Shanghai University.

After all, Shanghai University was considered a prestigious international school in Donghuang. A stint here added real weight—gold plating—to one’s résumé.

Very convincing, really.

And on top of being a foreigner, Mimosa also happened to be kind, gentle, endlessly patient with students and Pokémon alike.

Not to mention: long pink hair, fair and pretty face, graceful figure, high-tier beauty (…okay, let’s be honest—that was probably the main reason).

Because of this, she was affectionately nicknamed “The Angel of the Infirmary” by the student body.

Sure, it was a bit cliché.

But it also said a lot about the place she held in the hearts of students.

Kaiba, however, didn’t particularly care about any of that.

He disliked gentle girls.

The kind who’d greet you kindly, who made your heart skip with a single email reply.
Whose name in your inbox made you instinctively smile.

That… was what people called gentleness.

But those kinds of girls?
If they were kind to you, they were probably kind to everyone else too.
Somewhere along the way, Kaiba had forgotten that—forgotten to stop expecting.
Got burned, and stopped hoping.

So no, “gentle girls” weren’t the kind you let yourself fall for easily.
Otherwise, you'd start building castles in the sky, and end up looking like an idiot.

Kaiba had trained in solitude for years.
He wasn’t that easy to fool.

He was a battle-hardened veteran of lifelong romantic defeat.
Master Class, Never-Been-Loved Division.

That said… being able to shamelessly leech—
Cough, benefit—from Mimosa and her Hypno’s free treatment services?

Pretty damn great.

—I’ll be back tomorrow, guaranteed!

Gible: Kapu? 0.o?

What kind of deranged nonsense is my evil Trainer planning for me this time?!

After restoring Sharky to full strength, Kaiba returned to his dorm.

Without delay, he powered on his computer and logged into Poke-TV.

Q1: Which of the following is a Dragon-type Pokémon?
A. Aerodactyl
B. Gyarados
C. Charizard
D. Alolan Exeggutor

Q2: Which of the following Pokémon Natures won’t get confused after eating a Figy Berry?
A. Modest
B. Timid
C. Adamant
D. Mild

Q3: …
……

Most rookie Trainers trying to register for Poke-TV had to turn to the Internet to cheat their way through the quiz.

Not Kaiba.

Relying on his encyclopedic Pokémon knowledge from his previous life, he breezed through the entrance exam in under fifteen minutes.

Account created.

Pokémon Masters EX—Online!

Virtual Battles were a cross-regional project developed by major Pokémon leagues around the world.

For new Trainers, it served as an entry point into the battling world.
For veterans, it was a safe way to test new team builds and synergy.

After all, you couldn’t put your Pokémon through endless IRL battles.

Even with their insane endurance and regenerative abilities, there were limits.

That’s where the simulated battle system really proved its worth.

Just like how games and livestreaming had exploded in his previous world…

“Hm… What kind of stream title would grab attention right from the start?”

Kaiba rubbed his chin in thought.

How did you become a high-traffic streamer?

Weirdly enough, none of the transmigrator guides ever covered that part.

All those other transmigrators seemed to just spawn with max popularity.
They'd go live and instantly get matched against Red or Blue, skyrocketing in views.

Why was he the only one who had to start from zero—no followers, no fame, grinding from the bottom up?

Being a transmigrator these days wasn’t easy, huh.

This was an age ruled by traffic.

Even great wine was worthless if no one ever walked past the alley where it was stored…

And Kaiba?
He was just a rookie Trainer with no achievements, no reputation.
Sure, he knew a lot about training and battle strategy…

But until that knowledge turned into wins and results, it was just theory.

He could call himself “Battle Legend” all he wanted—
Proclaim that he was one of the best Trainers in the entire Pokémon world—

But what had he actually done?

One glance told the truth:
Just some newbie Trainer blowing hot air.

Forget “World Champion”—
He wasn’t even worthy of “world’s best CJB”

And to be the world’s best CJB, you’d need at least some notable second-place finish to your name, right?

But Kaiba?

He had nothing.

Just a transmigrated nobody starting from scratch.

Becoming a high-traffic streamer from zero?

Ridiculously hard.

“Guess I really do need to squeeze every last drop of value out of Sharky.”

Kaiba’s gaze landed on Gible.

“A [Dragon Dance] Gible..."

"Now that’s a clickbait-worthy stream title.”

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P.S. In the novel, the protagonist uses Dragon Dance Gible for clout.
In real life, the author does the same.
Emmmmm...

Gible’s about to cry.
You guys seriously gonna bully a land shark baby like this?!

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T/N: CJB basically means fucking loser! also that hachiman line though eheheh

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