The story begins during the time when Natsume-sensei was still in the middle of his exams.
Haunter was at home, clutching a copy of the [Toxic Manuscript] with both hands.
Its crimson tongue extended, meticulously licking every line of text from top to bottom.
Haunter nodded thoughtfully, about to share some tips with Eevee, only to realize that Eevee was inside its Poké Ball.
Haunter floated over to the Poké Ball, scratched its head, and then deflated like a sheet of paper, slowly drifting down to the ground.
Suddenly, Haunter's eyes lit up, and with a poof, its body inflated again. Excitedly, it floated toward the door.
"Haunter!" (Take care of the house!)
Haunter shouted to Eevee inside the Poké Ball.
Eevee, clearly annoyed, scratched at the inner walls of the Poké Ball with its paws.
Sneaking off to train without me? Unbelievable!
Compared to Natsume, Haunter was far more familiar with the local training facilities.
The construction site near the neighborhood was like a low-level dungeon, something Eevee could easily handle without getting hurt.
But when it came to finding a truly powerful opponent, Haunter immediately thought of that elite-level Poison-type Trainer.
Just the thought of that menacing Arbok made Haunter shiver.
That Arbok is terrifying!
Eagerly, Haunter made its way to the [Bull Training Club].
It casually phased through the glass door, leaving the receptionist utterly bewildered.
"Uh... hello... Are you here for a battle or training?"
"Haunter!" Haunter pointed at the [2888 Pokémon Coins Training Package] on the counter.
Last time my Trainer brought me here, we got this one.
Hmm... should be fine!
Haunter, despite having no money, flashed a confident smile.
This was the first time the reception desk had ever dealt with a ghost Pokémon. The receptionist pursed her lips, intrigued.
"Little one, which Pokémon are you planning to train?"
Haunter pointed at itself and grinned.
The receptionist pulled out a tablet, swiping through it as she smiled.
"Here are the Trainers available for booking. Once you've made your choice, you can settle the payment online later."
Haunter nodded, rubbing its chin as if seriously considering its options.
Nanami, wearing tight pants and carrying a water bottle, walked past and glanced at the reception desk. Her expression immediately changed.
That laugh... sounds way too familiar!
It's that Gastly from last time, the one that nearly sent Arbok to the hospital!
And it's evolved now?!
Nanami nervously scanned the area.
After confirming that the handsome guy wasn't around, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Good thing it's not here for training... and hopefully it won't pick me again."
"Coach Nanami! Perfect timing, there's a trainee here who specifically requested you."
"Haunter!" Haunter grinned, scratching its head sheepishly.
Haunter followed Nanami to the training ground.
"This is the first time I've seen a Pokémon so eager to train..."
"But you probably don't have any money, do you?" Nanami frowned. "If you break the agreement, you'll end up on the blacklist!"
Haunter's face turned pale, and it floated dejectedly toward the exit, as if the word "grudge" was hovering above its head.
Nanami hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth. "Fine! I have an idea. Come back!"
Haunter immediately switched expressions, giving Nanami a look of disdain.
If you had a solution, why didn't you say so earlier? Making me waste all that effort!
"With your strength, you're more than qualified to work here as a part-time coach."
Nanami raised an eyebrow. "Besides free training, you can also earn some extra cash... Interested?"
Haunter burst out laughing, patting Nanami on the shoulder.
Why didn't you say so earlier? We could've been colleagues from the start!
Nanami's expression turned odd.
They say Pokémon start to resemble their Trainers over time...
Just how shameless is this Trainer, I wonder...
Haunter struck a ready-to-fight pose, swinging its fists with enthusiasm.
Nanami, looking conflicted, called over the receptionist and had her add a new coach to the system on the tablet.
"Is this really okay?" the receptionist asked, surprised.
"Why not? It's just one more membership card."
Haunter calculated the time. Natsume's exam should be over in about an hour.
That meant it had one hour to work its part-time job.
The thought of contributing to the household once again made Haunter's eyes sparkle.
Nanami stood at the edge of the training ground, watching Haunter's first coaching session.
Honestly, even as an Elite Trainer, Nanami couldn't quite gauge Haunter's true strength.
Judging by its breeding, it probably consumed supplements that Nanami couldn't even dream of.
And when it came to training techniques, Nanami's Toxic was clearly no match for Haunter's.
This made Nanami frown.
What kind of background does that guy from last time have?
How did he manage to raise Haunter to this level in just a month?
Though, that guy was really good-looking...
Maybe... I should try being more proactive next time?
"Tch." Nanami blushed and shook her head. When she looked up again, Haunter's first tutorial match had already ended.
It was a complete tutorial match.
The client's Nidorina didn't even last two moves against Haunter.
But the more one-sided it was, the more it proved the coach's battle prowess.
"Did you hear? The club has a new coach, and it's a Pokémon!"
"Really? Is it that Mr. Mime from last time?"
"No, it's a Haunter! Its strength far surpasses that of a regular Elite-level Trainer!"
Haunter floated over to the vending machine, stuck its hand in without inserting any coins, and pulled out a soda to guzzle down.
Beating up weaklings, training, and getting paid for it!
Could there be a more perfect job?
"Here you go, little one. This is your membership card. Take good care of it."
"Haunter!" Haunter happily accepted the card.
It waved at Nanami, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, before cheerfully floating away.
Nanami was momentarily stunned, instinctively raising her hand to wave back. Then, embarrassed, she tugged at her bangs, her face slightly red.
"It's... kind of cute..."
Natsume raised an eyebrow.
He glanced at the ID photo on the card, which showed Haunter grinning mischievously.
Natsume asked, "You really didn't spend any money?"
"Then how did you manage it?" Natsume's voice carried a hint of surprise.
Haunter chuckled, puffing out its chest proudly.
"Only you could pull this off."
Natsume sighed, "But if you ever need money, just let me know. I can afford the training fees."
Natsume didn't want to discourage Haunter's initiative.
Even if these two little ones were practically tearing the house apart, Natsume couldn't bring himself to scold them.
The relationship between a Trainer and their Pokémon is one of equality.
Natsume respected Haunter's wishes, and Haunter did its best to contribute to the household.
Haunter scratched its head, grinning sheepishly.
"Alright, you've worked hard." Natsume smiled, patting Haunter on the head.
"Let's eat. I made your favorite."
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