Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [290]

Sensing Rayquaza’s emotions through [Viridian Power] wasn’t exactly easy.

Eyes closed, Yellow pressed her hands gently against Rayquaza’s scales, just as she always did.

After days of interaction, Yellow and Rayquaza had become familiar with each other.

Thanks to the soothing aura of [Viridian Power], Rayquaza treated Yellow’s touch like a relaxing massage—eyes half-closed, quietly enjoying the moment.

But unlike usual, today the emotion she sensed wasn’t just a vague kindness.

This time, it was clear.

Laziness...?

Opening her eyes, Yellow looked up to see Rayquaza still lounging with its eyes barely open, giving off an unmistakably lazy air.

It matched what she’d just felt.

After so many days of effort, she’d finally succeeded. A bright smile bloomed across her face.

Yellow turned around, eager to share the news with August.

But as soon as she turned, she came face-to-face with Zinnia—her nose practically touching Yellow’s.

“Z-Zinnia...” Yellow stammered nervously.

Zinnia, suddenly aware of Lord Rayquaza’s gaze shifting her way, quickly said, “Don’t be nervous! I just wanted to ask—right now, you only have one Pokémon, right?”

Yellow wasn’t sure what she meant, but she nodded instinctively.

The only Pokémon she had was the Pikachu she’d rescued back in Viridian Forest—she’d named him ChuChu.

She glanced over to the poolside, where ChuChu was splashing around with Eevee.

Zinnia gave a knowing smile. Just as I thought.

She had racked her brain trying to find a way to bond with Yellow—and at last, an opportunity presented itself.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a Poké Ball.

Pop!

A Pokémon appeared on the grass.

Yellow stared at the beige, mushroom-shaped creature with green spots.

She didn’t recognize this Pokémon.

“This is Shroomish,” Zinnia explained gently, adopting a big-sister tone. “It’s a great companion for a new Trainer. If you want to help more injured Pokémon, one just isn’t enough. So—this is a gift from me.”

She’d specifically asked her clan to catch this Shroomish in Hoenn. Its potential was excellent.

“Kino~”

Shroomish looked a little reluctant at first. But the moment it sensed Yellow’s [Viridian Power], it rushed to her side and wrapped itself around her leg.

No matter how she tried to coax it off, it wouldn’t let go.

Clearly, it had chosen her.

“Um...”

Yellow looked helpless. She’d never been given a Pokémon before.

She wanted to refuse—she didn’t want to hurt Shroomish’s feelings.

Just as she struggled, August’s voice drifted over: “Take it.”

August glanced at Zinnia—who was very obviously pretending to admire the scenery—and saw right through her little scheme.

But he didn’t mind. After all, [Viridian Power] wasn’t something one could gain just by handing out Pokémon.

Zinnia’s plan was bound to fail anyway.

Hearing August’s approval, Yellow finally relaxed. She looked down at the adorable Shroomish and smiled warmly.

She crouched to pick it up.

“Wait—!”

August and Zinnia both reached out to stop her.

But they were a second too late.

Yellow hugged the Shroomish tightly, opened her mouth to say something—
And promptly collapsed, fast asleep.

Left standing there: one innocent-faced Shroomish, a resigned August, and a sheepishly grinning Zinnia.

[Effect Spore]

In the games, physical contact with a Pokémon with [Effect Spore] gives a 30% chance to inflict sleep, paralysis, or poison.

In real life? Hug it—and it’s 100% status effect.

With Shroomish as her second Pokémon, Yellow began formal battle training.

But given her young age and inexperience, August decided she didn’t need advanced combat instruction—so he outsourced her training...

To Sabrina.

What exactly Sabrina did, no one knew.

All that was certain was that the person who ended up training Yellow...

Was Gary, looking like he was having the time of his life.

...

“The mission report from Hoenn...”

After several days, Blue finally finished compiling the report.

But she hesitated.

Following August’s instructions, she had downplayed his role, instead highlighting the contributions of herself, Sabrina, Gary, and even Zinnia in the battles against Team Magma, Team Aqua, and Groudon.

It felt... off.

“These are just details,” August said, closing his book with a small smile. “You really did help hold back Groudon. Sabrina did assist in capturing Magma and Aqua. Those are real accomplishments.”

“And besides, I’ve been promoted too fast lately. Another bump isn’t likely anytime soon. You four, on the other hand, have plenty of room to grow.”

“And let’s be real—anyone at HQ who isn’t blind can see what I did. Just because I didn’t write it down doesn’t mean the credit isn’t there.”

It all made perfect sense.

With that, Blue let the matter drop.

August sent the report to headquarters.

HQ’s round-the-clock operator responded almost instantly: “Received.”

August sighed.

If only Gary were this reliable...

Maybe I should send him to HQ for training...

As that thought crossed his mind, Gary—currently supervising Yellow’s training—sneezed.

Maybe the report was too long, because HQ’s official reply didn’t arrive until two days later.

As always, it opened with a whole wall of formal language thanking him for his “contributions to League peace and order.”

August scrolled straight to the bottom.

The rewards weren’t surprising.

He’d been promoted again—from Superintendent to Chief Superintendent.

Blue, Sabrina, Gary, and Zinnia all gained a rank as well.

But there was one thing that did make August groan—

They’d increased his discretionary budget. Again.

Maybe it was because his contributions were too significant, but the budget—already hard to spend—had now doubled.

If he didn’t spend it before year-end, it would be retracted.

And the last thing he wanted was to get roasted by other branches for failing to spend enough money.

It was a very privileged kind of frustration.

Right after the formal message, a call came through.

The voice on the other end was familiar: HQ’s liaison officer. August had only seen her once during his orientation briefing.

A total professional. She got straight to the point:

“Chief August, I have a few follow-up questions regarding the Hoenn incident.”

“Go ahead.”

August wasn’t surprised. No report ever covered everything.

“First,” she began, “based on your assessment, do Groudon and Kyogre pose a future threat to the League?”

This was crucial.

Even though August and the Hoenn League had prepared preemptive measures, the damage was still catastrophic—nearly half the region devastated, with economic losses beyond calculation.

A clear answer was essential.

August didn’t hesitate. “No. At least, not anytime soon.”

“…Why?” she asked, a little caught off guard by the speed of his reply.

He gave her a look—as though wondering if she were a bit dim. “Unless they want another beating.”

There was a long pause on the other end.

Just when August wondered if the line had dropped, the voice returned.

“One more question. Regarding Rayquaza—any difficulty keeping it? Do you need any support?”

...

After watching Gary train Yellow, Sabrina returned to the living room.

She walked in to find August and Blue sitting at the table, both deep in thought.

Sabrina knew August had just finished a report to HQ. Seeing the somber expressions, she asked, “What happened?”

Bad news from HQ?

Just as her mind began to race, August sighed and looked up. “The budget’s been raised again. Year-end deadline’s approaching. I can’t spend it all.”

Sabrina: “.....”

She’d assumed it was something serious. But it was... this.

Still, she had no idea how large their department budget even was.

So it’s a spending problem?

She figured her spending habits might be able to help with that.

So she asked.

Then August told her the number.

“....”

And just like that, Sabrina joined the others—staring blankly at the table.

Gary returned from training with Yellow, only to find the entire team—August, Sabrina, Blue, Zinnia, and Courtney—all sitting in silence around the round table.

What’s going on? Something serious?

Worried, he took a seat and mimicked their thoughtful expressions.

But after a minute, he couldn’t keep up the act.

Just as he was about to speak—

BAM!

August slammed the table with both hands, face grim. “This can’t go on!”

Gary jumped.

August declared, “We have to spend this money!”

Gary blinked. ...We're talking about money?

Still, the moment the word “spend” came up, he perked up.

“What do you guys want?” August asked, scanning the table.

If they were going to blow the budget, they might as well make it worthwhile.

Blue thought for a moment. “I’d like a new data center. The old one’s getting outdated.”

“Done.” August scribbled: Data Center – one unit.

Courtney tilted her head. “I want a little plot of land to grow berries.”

Berries were her personal hobby.

“Understood.” Botanical garden—approved.

Zinnia, finally seeing a chance to make her dream come true, tried to stay calm. “I want to improve Lord Rayquaza’s living conditions!”

Seeing Rayquaza sleep on the lawn—soaked in dew each morning—made her heart ache.

A hopeless Rayquaza simp, August thought, shaking his head. Still, he noted: Rayquaza – private quarters.

Sabrina, watching from the side, remained quiet.

When August turned to her, she hesitated slightly. “A meditation room.”

Goldenrod Gym had one already—but it would be nice to have one here too.

August nodded. Meditation Rooms – four units: for Mewtwo, Mew, Sabrina, Gardevoir.

Lastly, it was Gary’s turn. He grinned. “I want—”

“Got it. Multi-purpose training center,” August said, not missing a beat.

Gary froze. Wait... I wasn’t done!

He didn’t want a training center!

But catching August’s expression, he swallowed his words.

Fine... Training center’s good too.

With all that down, plus August’s own plan to build an aircraft like Giovanni’s airship for global travel—
And messages sent to Blaine, Silver, and Gold asking if they wanted anything—

August finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That should do it...

...Wait. Yellow.

He turned to the girl sitting obediently with her juice.

Technically, she wasn’t with Interpol, but she was his student. It wouldn’t be fair to leave her out.

After a moment’s thought, he reached into his private stash and pulled out two feathers—

One rainbow-hued, one silvery-white.

He gently placed them in her straw hat as decorations.

Yellow touched the feathers atop her head and smiled with quiet delight.

In his lap, Eevee stirred as August toyed with a red chain.

The chain looked unremarkable—just a crimson-colored length of links.

Curious, Eevee reached out a paw.

Tap.

Nothing happened.

Eevee blinked, disappointed.

What it didn’t see was the mischievous smile spreading across August’s face.

He channeled [Aura] into the chain.

Whip—!

In a flash, the “ordinary” red chain sprang to life—
And tied Eevee into a neat little bundle.

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