“Come on in, come on in! Sorry if the place is a bit messy.”
“Sorry for the intrusion.”
The key turned smoothly in the lock, and the door at the entryway swung open.
Outside, the rain still poured, tapping steadily against the pavement and showing no signs of letting up. Along with the sound of rain came the host’s casual invitation and the boy’s voice—clear, but...
2025-06-13 08:40:02 +0000 UTC View PostMiss Mimosa wasn’t a Nurse Joy.
She was a certified Pokémon doctor from a small town in the Paldea region. Through an international exchange program between major league regions, she’d come to Donghuang to work at Shanghai University’s medical center.
Her goal was to use this as a stepping stone—gaining practical experience and expanding her knowledge as a Pokémon physicia...
2025-06-13 08:39:55 +0000 UTC View PostComplaining about how “underwhelming” his golden finger was?
Yeah, that was just Kaiba joking to himself for fun.
Truthfully, having a golden finger and transmigrating in the first place was already an insane stroke of luck.
What more could he possibly ask for?
...Well, in the Pokémon world, maybe that saying should go: What more do you want—a Cycliza...
2025-06-13 08:39:41 +0000 UTC View PostTo be honest, raising a Pokémon—
Especially raising one well—
Wasn’t an easy task.
Of course, if you just let it roam free, raised it passively with no real care or attention...
That’d be another story entirely.
But Trainers like that were nothing less than failures.
They’d never earn their Pokémon’s respect.
If someon...
2025-06-13 08:39:34 +0000 UTC View Post“Gible, use [Dragon Dance]!”
“Gible, use [Dragon Claw]!”
“Gible, use [Sand Tomb]!”
“Kapu!” “Kapu!” “Kapu!”
The little land shark responded enthusiastically to its Trainer’s commands, bouncing around with determination and flailing its tiny fins with surprising effort.
Kaiba had put togethe...
2025-06-13 08:39:26 +0000 UTC View PostInside the private training room at the university gym—
“Gible! Use Doragon Dansu—[Dragon Dance]!”
Kaiba shouted the command at full volume, his voice ringing with dramatic intensity.
There’s a rumor in the community that a Trainer’s battle cry actually works like a move of its own.
Any opponent who hears it?
Special ...
It was as if some cruel curse had been cast.
Ordinary Gible, Gabite, and Garchomp couldn’t learn [Dragon Dance]—no matter what.
Level-up?
Egg moves?
TMs?
Move Tutors?
Nothing worked.
And yet, when it came to crafting a TM for [Dragon Dance]…
One of the key required materials?
Was none other than a scal...
2025-06-13 08:39:14 +0000 UTC View PostKaiba had made up his mind: it was time to shift gears and start living like a proper Pokémon Trainer.
“Uh… I’ll place an emergency grocery order, but for now, this will have to do. Here, Gible.”
He grabbed a “King of Kings” brand sausage—the legendary hot dog—from his desk, tore it open, and tossed it to Gible.
Whatever I eat, you eat too.
If i...
2025-06-13 08:39:10 +0000 UTC View PostThis Gible...
Could it actually be the baby form of that heavily modded Garchomp he edited right before crossing over?
Kaiba’s thoughts turned pensive.
Not only had the Pokémon he'd customized crossed over with him, even the editor tool he’d used—normally accessed through a cracked third-party interface—had come along for the ride.
Now it had become his very own...
2025-06-13 08:39:05 +0000 UTC View PostGible looked like a baby shark—but one adapted for land. A terrestrial shark, if you will.
Pokémon are... strange like that.
Not only was there a land-based shark like Garchomp, but also a “sky whale” like Kyogre, who soared the heavens.
Gible had a large dorsal fin on its head and two side protrusions shaped like spindles. Its body was mostly deep blue, with a...
2025-06-13 08:39:01 +0000 UTC View PostKaiba, 24 years old, was a student.
His job? Selling custom 6 IV Pokémon on Taobao.
He was that guy—the one known in certain underground circles as the “wizard friend” who specialized in bulk orders of illegally modded Pokémon.
“A Garchomp that knows [Dragon Dance]?”
“A Terastalized Groudon with Flying typing, and it even ...
2025-06-13 08:38:56 +0000 UTC View PostKitahara Takeru: “……”
Komi Shouko: “……”
Their gazes locked. Both held their poses—frozen in place—neither speaking, as if the first to break the silence would lose.
The stillness stretched long and heavy.
Only when the announcement chimed, “Next stop: Higashi-Nakano,” did Kitahara casually take out his phone.
“Oh, I’m almost the...
2025-06-13 08:38:38 +0000 UTC View PostWhether it was a weekend or a weekday, Tokyo trains were always packed to the brim.
Figuring out how to close the train doors without slicing someone in half was a daily nightmare for the station staff.
To make the trains move at all, the staff often had to use their full strength just to push people inside far enough to shut the doors.
Inside one such packed train, a...
2025-06-13 08:38:31 +0000 UTC View PostThe Akihabara branch of Animate had a total of seven floors.
Seven entire stories, all dedicated to anime. Every IP imaginable—mainstream or obscure, new or old—was covered.
At the entrance stood a life-sized mascot wearing a cap labeled Manager and a leather apron: Animate’s iconic mascot character, who had even appeared in Lucky☆Star.
Of course, all...
2025-06-13 08:38:26 +0000 UTC View PostIt wasn’t until he walked up to the register that Kitahara Takeru noticed Katsura Kotonoha and her family of four.
He didn’t go over to say anything.
After paying, he simply followed Eriri out. He didn’t even greet Ichinose Chizuru.
She was working, after all—not a good time to disturb her.
…Definitely not because he was afraid of making Eriri mad again and hav...
2025-06-13 08:38:22 +0000 UTC View Post“Uh… what else was I supposed to do?”
Kitahara Takeru looked confused.
He couldn’t see what he’d done wrong.
What, was he just supposed to use them as-is?
“You think I’m gross?” Eriri narrowed her eyes. The cool AC in the room suddenly felt heavy and oppressive.
“It’s not about that…” Kitahara paused, took off his glasses, and rubbed the acu...
2025-06-13 08:38:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe whole slab of A5 wagyu hit the grill, and as the fat sizzled and dripped onto the charcoal, the resulting sssss sounded almost like the devil whispering temptations.
Kitahara Takeru focused intently on the heat, flipping the meat at just the right intervals. Beside him, Eriri wore a sour expression, as if someone owed her a billion yen.
Before long, the mouthwatering ar...
2025-06-13 08:36:50 +0000 UTC View PostThe Tokyo sun dipped lower in the sky. Crows perched on the power lines, gazing down at the busy city below.
“Welcome.”
At six in the evening, Kitahara Takeru and Eriri arrived at the entrance of Ebisu Champion Yakiniku.
It was a mid-to-high-end barbecue spot tucked inside Takashimaya, well-established since its founding in 1996. Nearly sixty years old now, the re...
2025-06-13 08:36:46 +0000 UTC View Post“Don’t touch me!”
Inside the train, a fair-skinned, blue-eyed blonde girl smacked away the hand reaching for her—belonging to the bespectacled boy beside her.
“If you didn’t want to come, you didn’t have to. I never forced you.”
Several married men nearby overheard the familiar line and glanced at Kitahara Takeru with schadenfreude.
They’d all been thro...
2025-06-13 08:36:42 +0000 UTC View PostKitahara Takeru had known Eriri for a while now.
He’d learned that with Eriri, you had to interpret everything in reverse.
When she said no, she meant yes.
When she denied something, she was actually admitting it.
She might be soft all over, but her mouth had to stay sharp.
"You!"
Not only did Kitahara not let go of Eriri’s hand, he tightened his grip. 2025-06-13 08:36:37 +0000 UTC View Post
Shirogane Kei tilted her head slightly. “Investment?”
I’m not running a business... what’s there to invest in?
“You’re broke right now, right? Really need money?” Kitahara asked.
Kei nodded.
“Well then,” Kitahara continued confidently, as if he understood her perfectly. “I help you now, and one day when you’re wildly successful, you’ll re...
2025-06-13 08:36:33 +0000 UTC View PostShirogane Kei lightly swayed her silver hair. “No need, my house is just ahead.”
“Look carefully,” Kitahara Takeru said, pointing forward.
Following his gaze, Kei looked up — and frowned in confusion.
At the end of the narrow alley sat a run-down apartment building.
The exterior walls were chipped and weathered, overrun with green vines. The whole structure gav...
2025-06-13 08:36:29 +0000 UTC View PostInside the Volkswagen Golf, Kitahara Takeru and the old fisherman were huddled over a toy fishing rod, studying it with solemn intensity.
Their laser focus was so absurd that it made Shirogane Kei — who sat nearby — seriously question if the kiddie toy she'd designed in her game had somehow become a precious antique.
“There’s nothing special about it!” the old man...
2025-06-13 08:36:25 +0000 UTC View Post2:00 PM.
By the time Kitahara Takeru arrived at his usual fishing spot with Tiny, his border collie, a small elderly man was already seated and casting.
“Any luck yet?” Kitahara asked as he approached.
The old man wore an off-white bucket hat, his frame frail but his eyes sharp and clear with the gleam of wisdom — the kind that only came from ye...
2025-06-13 08:36:21 +0000 UTC View PostAfter lunch, Kitahara Takeru played a round of chess with Kokoro.
Granted, it was only today that he finally figured out the rules of Western chess — but since Kokoro wasn’t exactly a pro either, the match was basically two rookies pecking at each other.
While they played, Kotonoha sat nearby watching them with a gentle smile. Sometimes her gaze would linger on the board in quie...
2025-06-13 08:36:16 +0000 UTC View PostKotonoha's house was unlike any ordinary residence. For starters, there were two parking spots out front.
A secure delivery locker and a doorbell were installed at the entrance, linked to indoor surveillance.
Kotonoha opened the door. “Come in.”
“Sorry to intrude,” Kitahara Takeru replied politely as he stepped inside.
The entryway was spacious — at a ...
2025-06-13 08:36:12 +0000 UTC View PostOnce Lin Ke had left, Ying Tou thought for a moment.
Then he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
Beep... beep... beep...
Soon, a raspy male voice answered on the other end.
“What do you want?”
Ying Tou didn’t waste time.
“I need you for a job — a kidnapping.”
“Same terms as always. Time, location, and a photo.”
“I...
2025-06-13 08:36:07 +0000 UTC View PostFor someone in power, a mere villa wouldn’t do — space was a given.
Even in Magic City, where every square inch of land came at a premium, this villa boasted a fully equipped, generously sized battle arena.
Before long—
Ye Qing and Tang Rong arrived at the training grounds.
“Come out, Nidoqueen.”
Stepping inside, Ye Qing didn’t hesitate to send out her ...
2025-06-13 08:35:58 +0000 UTC View Post“It doesn’t matter if Nidoran♂ was only just captured yesterday — that’s no excuse for spacing out.”
“You need to understand, a single moment of distraction in a Pokémon battle can be all it takes to hand your opponent the victory.”
Seeing Su Qingxue still trying to justify her lapse in focus, Guo Yi’s expression grew stern.
It was true.
The coordinati...
2025-06-13 08:35:53 +0000 UTC View PostIn the clearing outside the thatched cottage, Guo Yi and Su Qingxue stood facing each other.
“Teacher, my Nidoran♀ has already mastered [Hone Claws]. You’re going down for sure.”
Su Qingxue declared boldly, her face brimming with confidence.
She knew her teacher’s command skills were impressive, but her own Nidoran♀ had [Hone Claws] 2025-06-13 08:35:43 +0000 UTC View Post