Karen and Looker

After eating, Konrad, formerly known as Shuppet, took a nap.

Not knowing if putting him in the pokeball would wake him up, he waited for him to wake up.

Konrad had turned out to be friendlier than he seemed at first, almost like a friend.

I wonder who his previous coach was; she didn't seem to have a good image of him.

While I was waiting, I noticed that someone was approaching us. I was going to growl at him for getting into my territory until I saw her.

Reserve this training area for trainers for the next hour; in theory, no one should come within half a hectare or so.

That is to say, we currently had a training field the size of a football field, which made us somewhat vulnerable to the gaze of the other coaches.

In the same way, I could see some Pokémon from other trainers. As we crossed some trees to our right, we saw a trainer with an Electabuzz and another with a Magmortar fighting; the Magmortar ended up winning.

I also saw another trainer with a Hounchcrown to my left performing some aerial maneuvers.

Currently, the one who approached is that trainer, but she was not just anyone.

She was Karen's trainer for Jotho's high command in the games.

In her outfit, Karen wears a dark-colored fitted jacket that projects an aura of mystery and elegance. The jacket, adorned with details in black or gray tones, highlights her specialization in dark-type Pokémon. It could have subtle patterns that symbolize the darkness and cunning associated with this type of Pokémon.

Under the jacket, she wears a lighter-toned blouse or shirt to balance the outfit. Complementing her outfit, Karen wears pants that follow the same dark color palette, creating a uniform and powerful image.

She carried the mighty Hounchcrow on her arm; as a former member of planet Earth, her wingspan was quite imposing, nothing like any other bird I had ever seen before.

Hounchcrow

level 62

Gender: female

Skill: lucky

"What are you doing here? Don't you see that it's dangerous to get into other trainer' areas?" I told her.

"Don't worry, kid, I know what I'm doing; you have an interesting choice of Pokemon; the Ghost types aren't very popular; haven't you heard stories about what the Banettes do to the children who abandoned them?

I had no idea what his goal was, but it was clear to me that he was testing me, so I gave the best possible answer to the entrancer, who specialized in the dark type.

"That's nonsense. Shuppet came from an egg; like all Pokemon, it doesn't matter what type it is as long as you like it."

Strong Pokémon. Weak Pokémon. That is the selfish view that everyone has. If a coach is good, he should be able to win with his favorites.

That was Karen's signature quote; I just have to use the right words.

"Haha, I like you, boy. I couldn't help but see you playing with your Shuppet whatever you were playing with those berries, and you made my morning, so I'll do you a favor and go north of Green City on Route 3 in the intermediate mountain to the highest. There you will find a dark-type Pokemon; maybe you will like it. Not many are willing to try to train companions of the dark type; I thought that maybe you would."

"I'll go see; why don't you do it?"

"I already have the evolutionary line of that Pokemon, and my job would not allow me to raise it properly right now," he said with a sigh, only to look at Konrad sleeping and smile again. "And seeing how you get along with your ghost, I thought that you could be the one." indicated, Then will you do it?"

"Yes, you caught my curiosity, plus a dark-type Pokemon would cover Shuppet well from other ghosts. Who are you? My name is Mello."

I wanted to ask about the pokemon, but I don't really see the need for either Murcrow, Umbreon, or Houndour. There aren't many alternatives of the sinister type in this region, although maybe it's a pupitar, but I immediately ruled out that option. It was impossible for Pupitar to be a Pokemon. Undear, draconian Pokemon are almost cult objects in this world, and Tyranitar is indeed a popular Pokemon.

So just leave those 3 Pokemon unless it's outside of Indigo; I'd be surprised to see a Pokemon that's not from Kanto or Jotho around here. Imagine a snake on that mountain, even though they only live in icy places.

"Karen, just Karen, thank you; now I'm calmer." She said it with a smile before leaving with her hounchcrow on her shoulder.

Just after that, Konrad woke up and said, "What are we still doing here? You don't have a mission to fulfill; you should have woken me up."

Apparently my initial is worried about winning the bet, and all he needed was a berry.

"Let's go," I said, missing the silence a little. "It's been three days; I have a call to make."

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Here we were, in the same phone booth as last time.

Is this the international police action against terrorist organizations, including Team Rocket?"

"That's right. How can I be of service to you?" The voice was different than the last time; it was less young and more serious.

"I'm the member of Team Rocket from three days ago; is Looker already there?"

"If it is."

Pass me to him.

"Behind you." I felt someone touch my shoulder.

I got scared, thinking it was one of Giovanni's men coming to kill me.

Behind me was a middle-aged man with black hair and a fixed gaze.

"I'm Looker; I think you wanted to talk to me; it better not be a joke," he continued. "I don't know why you wanted me to be your mediator, but you better have reasons to recruit Rocket."

Recruit Rocket said, in a derogatory way, that I would defend myself if it weren't true.

As I was overwhelmed by the sudden change of events, Looker spoke again: "I think this is not a good place to talk; let's go to the nearest cafeteria."

Now calmer, I accepted, mentally preparing for the speech he had to make.

We were a strange couple to people. I noticed a tracksuit-looking young man following a guy who was undoubtedly a police officer. You could imagine what people thought—he had committed some crime.

We sat in a corner of the cafeteria.

"Very well, tell me about yourself; how are you on Team Rocket?"

"I joined the mafia five years ago; I'm 17 years old; I'm a recent recruit from Team Rocket." I proceeded to give him the Team Rocket badge.

"What information do you have?" "he said while looking at my badge. "

"I have the name of an executive and a secret base in this city; in exchange, I would like money to start my Pokemon adventure."

The agent was surprised by my statement.

"How do you know that as a recruit?"

Pure coincidence of fate, are you willing to listen to me now?

The agent raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm all ears," but first of all, I would like to know from whom you know me.

"I already told you, pure chance of fate; your name appears on the international police website; I met a person who spoke well of you; and I don't trust the local police; she could be bought. I only have you, Mr. Looker."

"That's suspicious, and tell me, do you have any clue about anything you're saying?"

"Just go down to the basement of the casino any day at seven in the afternoon; there you will find the base."

"And the executive."

"For that, I will need more clues; I admit it, my word is useless, but you and I can unmask her right away."

"Tell me who you are."

"First of all, I want to know if you will give me money in exchange. I am poor, which is why I joined the rocket team in the first place. I was an orphan with no way out."

The looker's expression remained the same, but a faint hint of doubt could be seen.

"I will talk to my superiors about this pact; now tell me the name."

"Nothing about that; I want it in writing. I will not expose an elite coach if they do not assure me of financial stability."

At that, Looker frowned and made a phone call.

"Smith, I'm Looker. Pay our new mole some 3000 pokedollars to his account; give him 3000 more in 2 hours if I don't tell you otherwise."

"But I haven't told you anything yet, and what do you mean?" I was surprised by the speed of the agreement.

"Right now, if you don't honor your promise, you'll end up in jail; you're against a rock and a hard place," he smiled at me. Now he's the one leading the conversation: "And as for Mole, he may need your help."

"Wait, really? Don't you have someone to do the job?"

"We don't have any other moles around here, so we offer you a job in exchange for that executive's name.

"I don't want to be on Team Rocket; that's why I'm doing this."

"Are you sure? We pay well; we need people like you."

He doubted they needed people like me, which was a compliment; it's probably because he hasn't betrayed Team Rocket before.

"I'm sorry, but I want to have a normal life as a trainer. I can still help you by giving you the names of low recruits in addition to the name of the executive."

"It is better that you become an agent for your safety."

"Who?"

"Ariana Tanaka is Giovanni's ex-wife," I said.

"What did you smoke?"