"Go, Joji-sama!"
"We believe in you! You can definitely do it!"
"You're our only hope!"
"Get revenge for us, Joji-sama!"
"…"
The other onlookers below the battle arena, seeing Joji step up, immediately grew restless.
Joji wore a confident smile.
Hearing everyone cheer him on felt extremely satisfying.
Being surrounded by that kind of adoration and expectation made him feel like he was the main character.
"Quiet."
Joji raised a finger to his lips and shushed them.
The crowd instantly fell silent.
All eyes stayed on Joji, faces full of anticipation.
Joji unhooked the Poké Ball at his waist.
His Poké Ball wasn't the standard red-and-white one.
It was pure white, with a red circular stripe around the center.
It was a Premier Ball.
Its function was no different from an ordinary Poké Ball.
But this kind of ball wasn't sold to the public.
The only way to obtain it was as a "commemorative" freebie after buying a large number of standard Poké Balls.
That was where the name came from.
Put simply—
It had no special effect at all. It was purely a symbol of status and wealth.
Only the sort of rich show-off who loved flaunting themselves would use this kind of ball to posture.
Very clearly,
Joji was exactly that kind of person.
Teacher Moo's gaze swept over Joji.
Just from the first look,
her evaluation of him wasn't high.
"Come out, Dragonair!"
Joji pressed the button on the Premier Ball.
A red beam shot out,
condensing into a long, slender, serpentine Pokémon.
"Roooaah—!"
The moment Dragonair appeared,
it let out a clear, resounding dragon cry that echoed through the entire venue.
"Holy crap! Joji-sama's Dratini already evolved into Dragonair?!"
"That's insane! So strong!"
"As expected of Joji-sama! He really is a genius Trainer!"
"Looks like Joji-sama is about to become the fourth person to pass under that female devil!"
"I knew it! Joji-sama's future is absolutely limitless!"
"…"
Dragonair's appearance instantly stirred up a wave of discussion below.
Dragon-type Pokémon were always a symbol of rarity and power.
And Joji's Dratini had evolved into Dragonair.
His future really did look bright.
The way everyone looked at Joji was filled with envy, jealousy, and awe.
Even Himeko's expression flickered with surprise.
For Dratini to evolve into Dragonair, it had to reach at least the Elite Beginner tier—Level 30.
In such a short time,
Joji had managed to train Dratini to this level?
Wasn't that too genius?
This didn't match the Joji Himeko remembered at all.
Could it be that because she had been reborn,
the timeline had shifted?
As Himeko speculated, she activated the Eye of Appraisal,
and checked Dragonair's situation.
[Species: Dragonair]
[Type: Dragon]
[Level: Elite Beginner tier (Level 31, 0/100 EXP)]
[Status: Average]
[Potential: Quasi-Elite Four-level (50–60)]
…
As expected!
This Dragonair really had reached the Elite Beginner tier!
This leveling speed was ridiculously fast!
Even faster than Himeko's efficiency training Lopunny and Kirlia!
But immediately after that,
Himeko noticed something off.
She clearly remembered that back in the breeding room,
Dratini's talent potential had been Elite Four-level.
So why had it become Quasi-Elite Four-level now?
It had dropped an entire tier?
Could it be…
Himeko stared hard at Dragonair,
looking it up and down again and again.
And the more she looked,
the more she noticed that this Dragonair's body was a bit fat and bloated.
There was no sign at all of the physique that came from serious training.
What's more—
Even though it was clearly an Elite-tier Pokémon,
in terms of presence,
it actually couldn't crush the Entry-level Raticate across from it?
Seeing this, Himeko understood.
This Dragonair,
was almost certainly something Joji had force-fed to this level with resources.
And that was why its potential talent had been overdrawn—
Dropping directly from Elite Four-level down to Quasi-Elite Four-level.
(End of Chapter)
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