Chapter 31 — Here's a Pikachu for You, Go Become a Pokemon Master

"Everyone, hold on a moment, we have a guest~"

The young woman led Sun Wuming and Pancham into the martial arts gym, calling out to those inside.

Sun Wuming looked up.

He saw dozens of young men and women wearing deep yellow training uniforms arranged in formation.

They were maintaining horse stances with their cores tight and knees slightly bent.

"Not bad at all..."

Sun Wuming thought to himself.

Though it was nothing compared to him, for martial artists in the Pokemon world, they were quite capable indeed.

Hearing the young woman's words, the disciples turned to look, examining Sun Wuming with various expressions of surprise, curiosity, and assessment.

"Hoho~ What a sturdy young man we have here~"

At the front of the formation, a hunched elderly man with long eyebrows reaching down to his jaw, appearing to be in his seventies, turned around with a smile.

He walked up to Sun Wuming, squeezed the muscles on his arm, and remarked with amazement:

"These muscles clearly come from very strict training. Little Dandan really recommended someone extraordinary."

The old man was none other than the man who had held the position of Galar League Champion fifty years ago.

Leon's master, Mustard.

Since Leon had shown him photos before, Sun Wuming recognized him immediately.

If he was Champion-level fifty years ago, then now he must have at least one foot in the rumored "Master" level, right?

But speaking of genuine Masters,

Sun Wuming, as someone from another world, only knew of one—

Professor Willow.

A single Pidgeot that could defeat Lugia and Ho-Oh.

That was just ridiculous.

"How about that? This kid's quite built, and handsome too!"

The young woman couldn't help but look Sun Wuming over again.

Mustard grinned and said:

"Honey, if you talk like that, this old man might get jealous~"

Sun Wuming stepped back slightly to move away from Mustard's hand and quickly changed the subject:

"Don't worry, old timer, your daughter isn't my type."

"Daughter?"

Mustard blinked twice at these words, paused for a few seconds, then suddenly embraced the young woman called "Honey," their faces pressed close together.

Mustard flashed his white teeth and smiled:

"Honey is this old man's wife~"

While Sun Wuming wore an expression like someone seeing something outrageous on the subway, Honey shyly added:

"We're in a May-December romance with a 30-year age gap."

The disciples present showed unsurprised expressions, apparently used to this sight.

"..."

After a long silence, Sun Wuming suddenly asked:

"Do you know Professor Oak?"

"Oh~ Old Oak? Of course!"

Mustard stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Back before this old man retired, we were rivals."

"He also found someone thirty years younger than himself. You two are really birds of a... oh no, I mean, kindred spirits."

Sun Wuming remarked sarcastically.

"Nani!?"

Mustard was startled and said in disbelief:

"I thought that old fellow's wife passed away several years ago?"

"No, he found someone new, the mother of a rookie trainer from his town. Since the kid went on a journey, leaving his mom alone at home, Professor Oak gave him a Pikachu to become a Pokemon Master, while he took care of his mother."

Sun Wuming explained.

Honey and the disciples behind her all had stars in their eyes.

My goodness, what explosive gossip!

Who was the most famous person in the Pokemon continent?

Not Lance, not Leon.

But Professor Oak, the inventor of the Pokedex!

He actually got together with a single mother from his town - if this news got online,

It would definitely crash the internet.

"That old Snow's got game?"

Mustard took out his phone with a gossipy look and quickly dialed.

Ring— Ring— Ring—

The call connected shortly.

"Hey! Snow, I heard you got together with the mother of a rookie trainer from your town. Looks like you couldn't stand being lonely..."

"Get lost!"

Mustard: "..."

Sun Wuming: "..."

Looking at the abruptly ended call, the atmosphere in the gym became awkward.

"Ahem~"

Sun Wuming coughed, trying to bring attention back to the main topic.

"I came because Leon said you're very skilled at training Pangoro."

"Oh oh, that's right, that's right."

Mustard nodded repeatedly while putting away his phone, but muttered under his breath as he pocketed it:

"Hmph, acting all high and mighty, I'll go to Kanto myself later to see..."

As he spoke, Mustard took out a Pokeball from his oversized training jacket and lightly tossed it.

"Wroar!"

A bear-like Pokemon nearly two meters tall landed on two feet with impressive presence, making the whole gym tremble.

There it was, Pangoro, the evolved form of Pancham!

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