Early in the morning, Natsume-sensei was jolted awake by the sound of a ringing bell.
"Hello, your delivery has arrived. Could you please come to the window to sign for it?"
Natsume scratched his head.
He hadn't ordered anything recently, had he?
A Dawn Stone worth millions of Pokémon Coins wouldn't be delivered so casually, right?
As he approached the window, a Pidgeotto, clutching a package in its talons, perched on the windowsill and bowed to Natsume.
Around the Pidgeotto's neck hung a wooden plaque that read: "Payment QR code, thank you for your support!"
Natsume chuckled, took the package, and offered an Oran Berry Block from his hand.
The Pidgeotto shook its head seriously, extending its wing to indicate that it was professionally trained.
Then, the Pidgeotto tapped the QR code with its beak: "Payment upon delivery, no excuses!"
Natsume gave an awkward smile.
Well, it seems my cover's been blown!
"Don't forget to leave a good review, buddy!" the delivery guy shouted from downstairs.
After seeing off the Pidgeotto, Natsume curiously examined the package in his hands.
Squirtle, alert, climbed out of the fish tank and raised a hand to stop Natsume. "Squirtle!"
Be careful, it might be a bomb!
Natsume paused, startled.
Squirtle closed its eyes, using its Aura to carefully inspect the package several times before solemnly handing it back to Natsume.
"Squirtle! ヾ(??■_■)?" (It's safe now!)
Squirtle, having somehow produced a pair of sunglasses, put them on and nodded cautiously.
Natsume's expression turned odd.
Typical Squirtle, always one step ahead!
Inside the package was a small, shiny metal badge shaped like a tiny rocket.
Natsume scratched his head, glancing at the black-and-gold certificate beside him, his expression growing complicated:
[Team Rocket Executive, Codename: sensei]
I'm a law-abiding citizen, for crying out loud!
How am I supposed to explain this to Officer Jenny if it's delivered so blatantly?
Wait, no—how do I explain this to Officer Jenny?!
Natsume felt like he was holding a hot potato.
If he threw it away, he might get reported, and that would be a huge mess!
After a moment of contemplation, Natsume held the badge over an open flame for a while, but the black-and-gold material didn't show a single mark.
A cold sweat dripped down Natsume-sensei's forehead.
Typical Giovanni, always forcing his hand!
Opening the chat group, Natsume uploaded a photo, feeling slightly nervous.
Natsume-sensei: [Image]
Natsume-sensei: @Lance, what should I do about this?
Natsume-sensei: I woke up this morning, and it was just there in my house!
Natsume-sensei: Officer Lance, you have to believe me, Giovanni sent this himself!
Lance paused, then coughed.
"This is indeed Team Rocket's usual tactic… Don't worry, I'll vouch for you!"
Lance thought to himself.
Sensei, huh? I'll have to keep an eye on this codename.
Sabrina was also taken aback.
What kind of rookie did Lord Giovanni recruit this time?
Or… is Natsume-sensei actually a spy for Team Rocket?!
"No wonder," Sabrina muttered, a cold sweat forming on her brow.
"I'll have to warn Boss Giovanni…"
Red: Check out me in a Team Rocket uniform!
This was from Red's younger days, when he disguised himself as a Team Rocket member to rescue Mew.
Even in the dark uniform, the strong sense of justice in the young man's eyes was unmistakable.
Yellow: ??(????????ω????????)??
In the picture, Green was wearing a Team Rocket uniform, winking at the camera.
Green: I've got one too~!
Am I the only one without a Team Rocket uniform photo?
"Why won't Giovanni invite me?!" he grumbled.
With Lance's assurance, Natsume felt a bit relieved.
But he couldn't fully trust Lance either.
There was always the possibility that Lance might report him to boost his own standing.
If things got bad, he might have to rely on Red to bail him out.
Natsume-sensei stroked his chin, then looked up at the sky, lost in deep thought.
"Am I a spy for Team Rocket… or for the League?"
Suddenly, tears welled up in Natsume-sensei's eyes.
"I'm just a simple content creator for the gaming section…"
"Why won't anyone believe me?!"
The package was likely sent by Matori.
Even if he moved, it wouldn't make much difference.
But Natsume wanted to be cautious, especially with Squirtle's Dig ability. His attention to detail was impeccable.
Plus, with some extra funds recently, Natsume decided to discuss moving with Misaki-neesan.
After all… living on the sixth floor…
The tenants downstairs were in constant danger every night!
He called Misaki-neesan and mentioned the idea of moving.
Misaki-neesan replied calmly, "Oh, I'll send you the layout of the nearby houses. Take your time choosing."
Natsume's expression shifted slightly.
You can afford an entire street in Tokyo?!
Typical Misaki-neesan!
"Just pick from these…" Misaki-neesan sent over a dozen images in quick succession.
Natsume was already feeling numb.
"Let's just… pick somewhere close by."
Natsume's expression turned odd. "I might need to trouble Misaki-neesan again in the future…"
When the neighborhood heard Natsume was moving, everyone came to see him off.
The Neighborhood Committee Auntie tearfully said, "Natsume, we'll never forget your contributions to controlling the wild Meowth population in the neighborhood!"
"Yeah, Natsume, you can't leave!" the onlookers chimed in.
Natsume inwardly complained.
Why does it feel like I'm heading to my doom?
That "Master of Healing" banner is still hanging in my room!
The security guard, who had always been critical of Natsume, mumbled, "Why don't you just stay nearby…"
"I could even introduce you to my granddaughter."
"She's an Elite Trainer… she might be able to help you out!"
Natsume was slightly touched.
"Whether your granddaughter is pretty or not doesn't matter…"
"I'd actually like to keep renting around here!"
The security guard puffed up with pride. "My granddaughter's name is Nanami, and she's quite the looker!"
The Poison-type Trainer from the Bull Training Club… wasn't that her name?
The one who nearly got drained by a Haunter…
Natsume-sensei slapped his forehead.
Well, that checks out!
The entire neighborhood was reluctant to see Natsume go.
After all, Natsume was good-looking, polite, and the ideal tenant.
In the afternoon, Misaki-neesan met Natsume at a café to sign the contract and tried to persuade him, "Why don't you stay in the neighborhood and move into the second-phase development nearby?"
Natsume was surprised. "The second phase is already done?"
Misaki-neesan nodded. "It's the construction site next door. It's finished now, with small villas just a few hundred meters away."
Natsume's expression turned strange.
No wonder Eevee and the others haven't been sneaking out to train lately…
I thought Eevee had wiped out all the Houndoom in the area!
Eevee, inside its Poké Ball, was also a bit down.
Before the construction site was finished, it had already taught the local Pokémon a lesson…
It wasn't even satisfying!
Then, Natsume suddenly had an epiphany.
The second-phase development just finished, and Misaki-neesan already owns the villas there?!
Misaki-neesan, you're the real Elite Four of Touran, aren't you?
Misaki-neesan said, "Take your pick, and let me know the house number. I'll give you the keys."
Natsume's expression was subtle
"Absolutely, absolutely!"
Natsume-sensei settled on a small villa with its own courtyard.
It had two floors, but each floor was narrow, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, a balcony, and a kitchen.
It wasn't far from the old neighborhood, just a few hundred meters from the security guard's post, still under the Neighborhood Committee Auntie's jurisdiction.
Natsume hesitated. "Misaki-neesan… could you lower the rent a bit?"
Misaki-neesan smiled. "Of course!"
Misaki-neesan was quite satisfied with Natsume as a tenant.
After all, every time she came to collect rent, Natsume was always cleaning…
What landlord wouldn't be happy with such a reliable tenant?
"The monthly rent is 20,000 Pokémon Coins, but since no one's buying around here, 10,000 Pokémon Coins will do," Misaki-neesan said with a smile.
The rent was instantly halved!
Natsume was stunned, his eyes welling up. "Thank you, Misaki-neesan!"
During the move, the Neighborhood Committee Auntie led a group of Machoke to help.
"Everyone, keep it up! We're almost there!" the Auntie commanded, wearing a red armband and blowing a whistle.
"Machoke!!" the Machoke cheered in unison.
Haunter happily floated around, carrying a box.
Squirtle, wearing sunglasses, struggled to carry a fish tank at the front of the group.
Natsume said we have to carry our own stuff!
Natsume, carrying a hamster wheel, Eevee's cat bed, and with an Eevee on his head, panted heavily.
"Eevee… you need to lose some weight!"
"Eevee! (｀皿??)??" Eevee tugged fiercely at Natsume's hair.
Haunter chuckled, then noticed a small USB drive that had fallen out of a box.
Haunter scratched its head in confusion.
A beige USB drive… is this some new manual?
It doesn't look like the Technical Machine for Water Pulse…
Haunter put down the box, deep in thought.
Why did Trainer choose to move at this time?
And why did he have me carry this box…
Is there something I'm missing?
Haunter suddenly had an epiphany.
Looking at Squirtle walking ahead, Haunter's eyes lit up.
This isn't just a hint from Trainer…
This is a straight-up instruction!
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