Pokémon: Who let him leave Pallet Town?

Chapter 554 Mr. Natsume is not a basics
When Natsume arrived with Takako, they found a dazed Cattleya.

The other person sat blankly in the chair, with a large pile of documents scattered on the table in front of them.

Unlike her usual dazed state, Jia Deliya was visibly "contorted".

She was so engrossed in her own anxieties that she didn't even notice when Natsume and Takako came to her side.

Jiaozi reached out and waved her hand in front of the other girl's conflicted little face, and only then did she realize what was happening.

"you."

Cattleya tilted her head, seemingly not understanding why Natsume and Takako were here.

My gaze unconsciously drifted toward the office door, which remained tightly closed.

"I was planning to teleport to the Pokémon Center, but the Psychic Marker I left in Castelia City suddenly stopped working."

Natsume looked helpless, saying that he could only rely on Cattleya to locate him.

"Oh," Cattleya nodded, still a little confused.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiaozi approached Jiadeliya and discovered that she was looking at a list of people.

"Hmm, regarding the protesters organized this time." Cattleya withdrew her gaze and finally focused on Natsume.

Clearly, she had absolutely no experience.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Natsume shrugged. Cattleya was just filling in for him temporarily.

The girl left her seat, and Natsume went to the office chair to begin reviewing the large-scale protest that affected the entire Unova region.

On either side, Gadriya and Jiaozi watched quietly, seemingly wanting to learn from Natsume's solution.

This is a list of members of the Pokémon Protection Organization.

There were over a thousand portions, and this was only in one area of ​​Feiyun City.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Natsume frowned.

If terrorist organizations are Team Rainbow Rocket's black gloves in the Unova region, then Pokémon Protection Organizations are their white gloves in the Unova region.

Unlike terrorists who can be directly eliminated or captured.

A significant portion of the Pokémon protection organizations are ordinary people who know nothing but are passionate about protecting the Pokémon.

They are somewhat similar to Team Plasma in the original work, but their methods are much more sophisticated.

As for the theme of this protest, Natsume glanced at it a few times, his pupils slightly contracting.

The Nurse Joy family, get out of the Pokémon healthcare system!

Can Joey be criticized?
This was something Natsume hadn't expected.

After casually reading a few related interviews, he suddenly realized what was going on.

"The Pokémon Center should have more diverse and unique people!"

"Every Pokémon has a unique personality, and doctors should be the same way in order to find the best treatment!"

"We should not deprive others of the right to serve as doctors at Pokémon Centers!"

There are countless slogans like these.

Natsume understood why Gadriya had a headache.

Indeed, the Pokémon Center, an institution whose entire process, from construction to drug supply, is contracted out to the League, can only have Nurse Joy as its designated doctor.

There are even relevant legal provisions that explicitly stipulate this.

This is related to the great man's other trump card, the Water-type Pokémon that created the Lake of Life.

The other party's divine position. Natsume had heard Peace Dog mention it.

It seems to be related to free aid and unpaid medical care.

The original Joey family was cultivated by it, and it can be considered to be the fulfiller of a certain sacred duty.

It can be said that promoting a free healthcare system worldwide is consolidating the other side's foundation.

It could even be said that the alliance pushed for this policy precisely because of the other side.

If Joey is replaced, then nobody can expect anything.

"Damn it, they should have done what Shaka did and arrested them all!" Pride said angrily. Although she didn't know this, she knew very well how difficult it was for Nurse Joy to manage a Pokémon Center all by herself.

Even more extreme, some people spend their entire lives guarding Pokémon centers in remote mountain valleys, just to make it convenient for trainers who happen to pass by.

These people don't think they're going to enjoy themselves, do they?

“We can’t just grab him.” Natsume shook his head.

These people, by waving the banner of anti-monopoly, actually have a lot to say.

At least in the eyes of the general public who are unaware of the origins of the Nurse Joy family, the Pokémon protection organization is in the right.

Of course, Natsume never cared who was right in public opinion.

He was more concerned about the true purpose behind the Pokémon protection organization launching such a large-scale protest across the region.

More precisely, what does the Rainbow Rockets, hidden behind the scenes, want to achieve?
Weaken the power of that divine Pokémon that maintains the medical system?
Natsume remembers that, apart from Peacekeeper staying in the home world, the great man's other two ace Pokémon traveled to various worlds to investigate Team Rainbow Rocket's whereabouts.

Perhaps their whereabouts have been exposed and they have been targeted?
The Pokémon Protection Organization is ultimately just a white glove; it can be discarded at any time once it gets dirty.

Natsume's goal is to precisely grab the Rainbow Rockets' hand hidden beneath the glove.

In either case, now is not the time for a simple arrest.

“Speaking of which,” Natsume suddenly put down the documents in his hand and looked at Jiaozi and Cattleya across the table with a hint of helplessness.

"Can you two stop rubbing against me like that?"

Before he knew it, the two men had brought chairs and sat down opposite him.

Perhaps they were tired of standing, because their interaction became somewhat intimate?

Jiaozi was unconsciously nuzzling her head against Cattleya's shoulder, while Cattleya would occasionally turn her head to twirl Jiaozi's hair with her fingertips or gently press her cheek against hers.

Natsume looked at them with a hint of surprise.

When did these two become so close?
Do best friends always progress their relationships this quickly?

He was surprised by the wonderful development of the friendship between the girls, and at the same time cast an approving glance at Jiaozi—it seemed that she had kept his instructions in mind and had been actively accompanying and encouraging Jiadeliya.

After thinking for a moment, he gathered the documents in his hand, put them down, stood up, and said, "I plan to go to the protest site to see the situation for myself."

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that the expressions on Cattleya and the pride's faces changed almost instantly.

Cattleya lowered her head, and the air around her seemed to drop a few degrees;

Jiaozi was even more direct, glaring at him angrily with her cheeks slightly puffed out.

Natsume was once again puzzled by the rapid changes in emotions between girls.

One second they were inseparable, how come the next second everything turned from sunny to cloudy?
He shrugged helplessly and decided not to investigate further: "Never mind, I'll go see for myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of golden light appeared, and his figure disappeared from the office.

The oppressive atmosphere in the office only gradually dissipated after he completely left. Jiaozi and Cattleya exchanged a glance, each with a hint of unspoken frustration in their eyes.

"Did you notice?" Cattleya asked in a low voice, sounding a little flustered.

"Mr. Natsume doesn't seem to have those kinds of feelings for either of us."

A moment of silence hung in the air.

The two looked up almost simultaneously, and said softly in unison, their voices carrying a similar sense of disappointment: "It seems... there really isn't any."

Silence fell over the office again.

"I don't know either," Jiaozi tilted her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.
"It feels completely different from what's described in the book."

“Perhaps,” Cattleya’s voice lowered, almost burying itself in her chest.

"Perhaps there isn't a girl here who can evoke those feelings in Mr. Natsume."

"How could that be!" Jiao Zi retorted instinctively, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her cheeks slightly flushed.

She paused, as if remembering something, and her tone became more certain.

"The methods mentioned in the book are probably only effective for ordinary, basic-level boys."

"And Mr. Natsume... he clearly has absolutely no foundation!"

Jiaozi nodded vigorously, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was very basic.

(End of this chapter)