I'm not a Pokémon succubus.

"Ha, ha... It's so heavy. I'm so tired."

Bilan dropped the things in his arms onto the table and the ground with a clang, then bent over and supported his knees with his hands.

This shows how heavy the things she was carrying were.

"Uh......"

"Come on, Coach Ai!"

When Aisha didn't know what to say, Bilan actively introduced the uses of these things.

"This is fruity powder." Azure picked up a can of powder and said, "This is the flavor that Psychic and Fairy-type Pokémon like. You can mix it into Moo Moo Milk for newborn Pokémon. It's very nutritious."

"Newborn babies can't eat Pokémon food and energy cubes directly, so you can chew them up and mix them with these baby milkshakes for them to eat. This will not only ensure the Pokémon's food and energy supply during its infancy, but also prevent it from getting sick due to indigestion." She took another box of milkshakes and introduced them to Aisha.

"at last......"

Bilan brought out a pile of books and placed them in front of Aisha.

There were a few floppy disks on top of the books.

"These are early childhood education books and videos suitable for young Pokémon. Ai, if you're not very good at parenting, you can have your Rotom watch these videos with Ralts... If I remember correctly, the Rotom training base teaches them how to provide preschool education for newborns. Your Rotom should know how too. Anyway, I've left the information here!"

After the introduction, Bilan took a few deep breaths.

She put her hands on her hips, revealing her slender figure.

"Just consider these as gifts from Coach Ai for taking care of my business this month!"

"This is really... so embarrassing."

Aisha was a little flattered.

Others may not know what kind of personality Bi Lan has, but how could he not know?

She is greedy for small gains and likes to cheat people. Chihong and Qinglv alone have no idea how many times they have suffered at the hands of this eccentric girl.

Asking her to give things to others for free is harder than climbing to the sky.

This time, Bilan is actually willing to give me so many things?

Let’s not talk about those early education supplies for now.

Coach Ai has some knowledge of fruit powder and baby milkshakes...they are branded products and the prices are not cheap at all.

"Oh... Coach Ai, don't worry!" Bi Lan, who was very good at observing people's words and expressions, also saw Ai Xia's confusion. He showed a carefree look, patted the handsome boy's shoulder, and said, "You've been buying things from me for such a long time, you can be considered a big customer. I, Bi Lan, know my business very well, so giving a little bit of feedback to old customers is nothing."

"Besides."

Bilan looked at Lalulas, her love unconcealed in her eyes.

Girls have almost no resistance to cute little guys!

"I was also the one who saw Lalulasi born. So, rounding it off, I'm this little guy's aunt. What's wrong with giving the child a gift?"

"If Coach Ai doesn't accept me, then he's looking down on me!" Bilan crossed his arms across his chest, looking as if to say, "It's up to you whether you accept me or not."

Coach Ai had no choice but to surrender with a wry smile.

"Okay, okay~ I'll take it."

"This is right~"

Bilan was also smiling happily.

"Oh right." She seemed to have remembered something, and revealed a puzzled expression. "Just now I seemed to see a Dragonite fly by, but I don't remember a Dragonite of that size in the doctor's backyard. What's going on?"

"That's a Dragonite that's delivering a letter."

Aisha didn't hide it from Azur Lane. She took out the disk and postcard and said, "A strange person held a Pokémon trainer party and invited me to attend."

"...These days, are there already rich guys using Dragonite as a messenger?" Azulan's expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

She suddenly felt the disparity in the world.

While she was still racking her brains to make money, and in order to cling to someone's thigh, she was even willing to give gifts for free to get closer to him...

Is there anyone who is so rich that he can use the completed form of a Quasi-God Pokémon to work as a messenger?

"Is there any mistake?"

"It seems that there is no..."

Aisha shook the thing in her hand.

"hateful!"

Bilan had a sad face.

However, she immediately perked up again.

Anyone who can use Dragonite as a messenger must be either rich or noble, and may even be a potential big client.

"Coach Ai, can you bring someone to your party?" She shamelessly approached Ai Xia.

"should be no problem."

Aisha also saw what Bilan was thinking.

While I felt amused, my liking for this quirky girl actually increased a lot.

After all...he himself is the one who racks his brains to make money in order to educate these children.

Bilan's greedy look made him feel quite close to her.

"Miss Lan, if you have any ideas, why not come with me?"

"Oh my! It's such an honor to be invited to the party by Coach Ai." After pretending to be shy for a while, Bilan held her face in her hands, then decisively shook Aixia's hand and said, "It's a deal!"

"Ah."

So, Coach Ai started to pack up his things.

He has been staying in Professor Oak's backyard for a month. During this month, he basically did not go anywhere and devoted himself to the special training of Pokémon here.

The results of the special training are very gratifying.

He was almost going crazy.

It just so happened that the second generation Mewtwo invited him...

If he didn't go and have fun, Coach Ai felt that he would be a little sorry for the other party's good intentions.

"The end of the special training coincides with the plot of the movie. What a coincidence."

After packing up her things while muttering to herself, Aisha hung the bag back on her waist.

Next to her, Bilan also carried a small backpack, looking like a little girl going out for a spring outing.

"ah?"

Professor Oki, holding his bowl, saw them and was a little surprised.

"Xiao Ai is ready to go out?"

"Ah."

Coach Ai explained to Professor Oak why he was invited.

Bilan agreed and planned to go to the appointment with Aisha.

"Good thing."

Professor Oak encouraged the two with a smile, saying, "Young people should go out and explore more. There's nothing wrong with participating in these activities. Just be safe."

"Okay, thank you for your care during this time, Doctor."

Aisha thanks Professor Oak.

The fact that his Pokémon could increase its strength so much within a month was largely due to the special training facility provided by Professor Oak.

It is reasonable and emotional that I should remember this kindness.

"Oh, don't mind it." Dr. Oak waved his hand, shook the bowl, and said: "Old man, I should thank you for cooking for me for a month, otherwise I would still be eating instant noodles."

"Haha."

Aisha also smiled helplessly.

Within this month, he was contracted to provide meals for Damu Research Institute.

There is no doubt that Coach Ai’s cooking skills are strong, and Azur Lane and Professor Oak have completely fallen for him.

"alright, do not piffle any more!"

Professor Oak smiled and sent Aisha and Azure out of the research institute.

He patted the shoulders of the young boy and girl and smiled kindly.

"A Pokémon trainer's journey is one of spontaneous departure. Go now!"

"Well, bye, Doctor."

"Let's go~"

The two said goodbye to Dr. Ohki and walked down the hill where the research institute is located.

"Coach Ai, where are we going?"

"Dead Leaf City."

......

Evergreen City, Rocket Team Base.

"Report, boss... Several of our sub-bases were attacked by the second-generation Mewtwo, and the funds and experimental Pokémon were rescued." The real bird looked in front of him with a little panic. A brave Sakaki reported on the situation during this period.

"..."

Sakaki's face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression.

However, I think he should have an expressionless look.

After all, the intelligence reported to him during this period was not something that made him feel happy.

"..."

In the silent silence, Zhendori suffered greatly.

Finally, when she could no longer bear it, Sakaki finally spoke.

"Ha, ha... Good, very good."

Sakaki responded to Manatori's report with a smile.

Although he was laughing, his voice was filled with extreme anger.

There was a sharp light hidden in Sakaki's cold eyes.

He was angry.

Furious and angry.

He originally thought that he had figured out the second generation Mewtwo's thoughts, and that he had completely controlled the Pokémon with his strength.

As a result, the second generation Mewtwo chose to defect without even thinking and escaped from the control of Team Rocket.

The Rockets spent so much time and effort, and even lost two cadres, to create the second generation of Mewtwo... and it ran away.

Not only did it run away, it also became an enemy of Team Rocket.

The second generation Mewtwo destroyed several of Team Rocket's bases, ruining countless of their money-making plans, and countless talents and grassroots soldiers were sent to prison.

Moreover, because of the commotion it caused when it defected, the police discovered its base in Yuhong City...

send!

The Rockets suffered a major setback.

Even someone as magnanimous as Sakaki couldn't hold it back this time.

They eat my food, use my things, and when they’ve had enough fun, they stab me in the back. After that, they even treat me like an ATM... This is really too much!

This is totally a slap in Sakaki's face.

Or use a series of slaps!

"Have you found out that guy's location?" Sakaki said coldly.