Chapter 5 Rich Silver (rewrite)

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Three days later.

"Sorry, our club does not accept sparring coaches for the time being."

At the entrance of a very Contest club in downtown Saffron City, the receptionist at the front desk said to Natsu very politely.

"Okay, thanks."

Natsu bowed and turned away with Weedle.

It's not the first time he's been turned down by Pokémon battle clubs big and small in Saffron City.

After three days of training, both he and Weedle showed a new look.

According to his idea, he hoped to find a sparring job in a club.

Saffron City is the largest city in the Kanto Region and is filled with a large number of Trainers.

In order to gain profits, some powerful people have set up clubs in Saffron City, which can provide a series of services such as battle, leisure and training to various Trainers.

It's a pity that Natsu, who dressed like a beggar and only had one Weedle, ran into walls everywhere and was never accepted.

To this.

He got used to it gradually.

After all, if he was a manager, he wouldn't look down on a Trainer with only one Weedle.

Everyone can see that he is a Pokémon obtained by fluke, and such people often lack Pokémon training and battle experience, and are not suitable sparring targets.

Weedle almost gave up after most of the day.

Natsu, however, remained in his pre-departure state, even being polite in the face of rejection.

Get used to it.

The social beatings encountered in the past life were much more serious than the current ones. At least the people here refused, but they were still more polite on the surface.

"Don't give up, there is one last place today, if that doesn't work we'll change the city tomorrow." Natsu comforted Weedle.

Weedle bowed his head a little reproachfully.

It can clearly feel that it is a big reason why Natsu was rejected today.

"It's not your reason, they don't know your efforts, it's just because of the subjective assumption of Pokémon like Weedle that they think you're weak, but you can't lose confidence yourself, we went through three days of Hell training , can't say how outstanding, but at least no longer weak."

Keeping Pokémon confident enough at all times is also a compulsory course for Trainer.

A Trainer who chastises and blames his own Pokémon for any reason is not destined to become an outstanding Trainer.

"Woo!!"

Natsu's certainty gave Weedle confidence, and he nods heavily, confidence flashing again in his eyes.

Natsu is pleased with the changes.

Walking through the streets, came to a club on the fringes of Saffron City.

The Silph Pokémon Battle Club is part of the largest company in Saffron City, or the largest company in the entire Kanto Region, the Silph Co. .

I put the last goal here because the success rate is really low.

took a deep breath.

Keep your mind and go in.

Anna, who was sitting at the front desk as the receptionist, saw Natsu walking in, glanced at his clothes and Weedle on his shoulders, and understood his intentions.

She was speechless.

How dare someone like a beggar come to their club?

However, her professional quality still made her maintain a professional smile and stood up, "Sir, may I help you?"

Natsu stepped forward , said bluntly: "I wonder if your club still recruits sparring?"

Sure enough.

Anna thought to herself.

Just as he was about to say no, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Weedle on Natsu's shoulder, nodding apologetically and said, "Please wait a moment, I need to ask our supervisor."

"Ok. Yes, trouble."

Natsu was a little surprised.

Isn't it rejected outright?

Looking at Anna who disappeared in the staff passage, Natsu looked at the layout of the club hall.

Dazzling curtains of beaded lights, glossy tiles that reflect orange light, inlaid with unknown metals, huge stone pillars with intricate patterns, and murals.

The whole layout is to highlight two words.

Not bad for money!

Inside the supervisor's office.

"Director Rotto, someone outside asked us if we were still hiring sparring coaches. That person should be relatively short of money." After thinking for a while, Anna finally used a more euphemistic word like "lack of money" .

Wearing a suit, the Rotto supervisor, who is a typical social elite, put down the report in his hand, "I also need to deal with this kind of problem?"

Calm appearance, cold eyes, let peace Anna, who was staring at each other, couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and her eyes flashed strangely.

"I, he. I'll let him go." Anna scolded herself in her heart for being so troublesome.

"Wait." Rotto stopped her as she was about to leave, "What Pokémon did that person use?"

"Weedle." Anna whispered back.

"So it is." Rotto thoughtfully, "One of the clubs used Weedle as Pokémon's sparring partner. Has his Weedle evolved?"

" Mmmm." Anna was very afraid of this serious supervisor, even though he didn't usually act vicious.

Silver Pokémon Battle Club has one feature that other clubs don't have or can't have, that is, it claims to be able to find all the Pokémon in the Kanto Region as sparring in the club.

Weedle and Catterpie as weak as weakest, as strong as Quasi-Legendary Dragonite.

Use Dragonite as a sparring partner, and the appearance fee

average person doesn't have such ability and courage.

It's just to highlight a word anyway.

Arrogant.

Of course, there's something others don't know, but Rotto, the director, knows it.

The reason for equipping all types of Pokémon is to provide Silver's parent company with constant data on various Pokémon for use in the production of the characteristic Poké Ball.

"In that case, arrange for him to play a match, notify the technical department to collect data, and let him stay if he wins." Rotto waved his hand.

"Okay, Director Rotto." Anna responded and hurriedly left the office.

The lobby.

Looking at Natsu standing in front of Hall, looking at the club's decoration, Anna couldn't help but sigh.

Good luck guy.

"Sir, what our supervisor means is to let you fight one game. If you win, you can stay." Anna said.

Natsu's eyes lit up.

"Okay, thank you."

Then, under the leadership of Anna, he came to a fairly closed battle room inside the club.

A research-looking staff member with glasses, special equipment and a small computer in his hand stood beside him, seemingly preparing to measure and collect battle data.

On the opposite side, Rattata, whose eyes were a little dull, stayed where he was.

Seeing Rattata's appearance, Natsu couldn't help frowning.

The club didn't make it difficult for them.

Rattata as Weedle's opponent doesn't count as bullying it.

It's just

The dull and quiet Rattata is like a tool, without the cunning and agility that a Pokémon like Rattata should have, it seems like there is no soul.

Weedle also had a sympathetic look on Natsu's shoulders.

Different Pokémon face different people, and their fate will be very different.

"The rules of the battle are one-on-one, and the battle ends until one side completely loses its ability to fight. If you win, you can stay, but if you fail, you can only apologize." Anna said.

Natsu nod and said to Weedle:

"Now we can't even take care of ourselves, so don't have unnecessary sympathy in the battle, fight hard and win. Respect for it."

"Woo!" Weedle agreed, jumping off his shoulders.

This will be her first battle, and he will also be Natsu's first battle since he came to this world, and he will be about whether he can survive in this world.

"Start!"

Anna, who was part-time referee, fell down.

The battle begins.

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(end of this chapter)