The dream of becoming a Pokémon master

Hearing the old man's words, Kyosuke stopped rushing and stood quietly in front of him.

He knows that catching Pokémon with a type advantage is often a shortcut to solving problems, but he won't choose that path.

"If you always choose to take shortcuts when you encounter a strong opponent, you'll never become strong. In my opinion, only winning battles against type disadvantages is true strength. Besides, I have a deep bond with each of my Pokémon," Kyosuke said, thinking of Nidoran. "Rather than specifically catching a Ghost-type Pokémon that might not be compatible with psychic powers, I prefer to trust them who have grown up with me. I will grow stronger with them; they will defeat Alakazam, and I will defeat Sabrina."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back, leaving the uncle alone to ponder what Kyosuke had just said.

"Oh no! I forgot to ask where that kid lives! If I had trained with him, it might have actually worked out." Coming to his senses, the uncle realized he had forgotten to ask for Kyosuke's contact information. Just as he was feeling annoyed, he saw Kyosuke return.

"Excuse me, sir, one last question: which direction is the Pokémon Center in?"

Ten minutes later, Kyosuke and the uncle arrived at the Pokémon Center, and the uncle successfully checked in.

Of course, someone as old as him, without strength or fame, and not holding a position in the Pokémon League, would not normally be qualified to live in the Pokémon Center. However, due to the current special circumstances, he was able to live next door to Kyosuke.

Kyosuke returned to his room first and was relieved to see everyone still playing inside.

The situation is very strange right now. We don't know if Pokémon might also be being manipulated, so it's best to be careful.

Opening Mai's Poké Ball, the injured Mai quietly flew from the air to the ground and lay down. Kyosuke then took out medicine from his bag and applied it to Mai.

When the Pokémon around saw that Mai was injured, they quickly stopped playing and ran over. Her best friends, Hoshiguma and Frostbite, rubbed her head and said some comforting words. Mai responded softly.

After treating Mai's injuries, Kyosuke opened the door and let the older man in, since it was he who had suggested the special training.

The uncle was also startled when he entered the room. He had originally planned to give Kyosuke and Butterfly special training, but Kyosuke gave him such a big "surprise".

"I never said that everyone would receive special training." The older man rolled his eyes at Kyosuke.

"Oh, I know, I just wanted you to let them experience the feeling of superpowers so they wouldn't panic when they encounter them later." Since he was directly rejected, Kyosuke naturally didn't make the excessive request to strengthen all the Pokémon, and changed his statement to "just let them experience it."

"Of course, we don't need the medium-sized one." Kyosuke pointed to Charmeleon, and Charmeleon nodded.

After all, Charmeleon had already experienced what could be called the strongest superpower, so naturally it didn't need this low-level superpower experience that even Kyosuke couldn't control.

As for Nidoran, Kyosuke wanted him to regain his confidence through this experience with superpowers, to know that not everyone is strong, and that he is no longer the weak version of himself he once was.

However, judging from Nidoran's expression, he probably doesn't understand Kyosuke's good intentions.

Kyosuke and the uncle led their Pokémon to the battle arena at the Pokémon Center.

As expected, the place was indeed deserted.

"Let's begin here," Kyosuke said to the older man.

The man nodded, pulled a Poké Ball from behind his back, and tossed it high into the air: "Come out, Hypnos."

A small Pokémon appears, its upper body is yellow and its lower body is black. Its nose is its most distinctive feature. Although its body is small and its limbs are short, it gives people a sense of intelligence.

As Kyosuke predicted, the uncle also possessed a Psychic-type Pokémon.

Approaching Kyosuke with the hypnotized Baku in hand, the older man asked, "What are your plans regarding the training?"

"Two days, I guess. If we still can't beat Sabrina after two days of training, then we'll have to ask the League for help." Kyosuke thought for a moment and first made a request regarding the time.

Although the uncle didn't think his daughter could defeat him in just two days, he had no choice but to respect Kyosuke's decision.

"As for training... you and Hypnotic Baku should experience my Pokémon's superpowers first."

This was something that had been agreed upon beforehand, and the uncle didn't object, nodding in agreement.

"After that, it'll be training Butterfree. First, simulate a psychic environment, keeping Mai moving and flying within psychic abilities. Once she's used to it, gradually increase the psychic output. Basically, keep her under maximum pressure, training her under high stress." At this point, Kyosuke looked apologetically at the older man and the Hypnotic Baku, "I know using psychic powers on a Bug-type Pokémon isn't a pleasant experience, but please!"

Although it's puzzling how Kyosuke knew about the resistance of psychics to Bug-type Pokémon, the uncle knew from the beginning that he would strengthen Butterfree if he had a Pokémon that was super effective against it, and wouldn't have needed to rely on this Bug-type Pokémon to save face.

"But this Butterfly is really big. It must be very talented." The uncle looked at the Butterfly with wingspan of more than five meters and sighed in his heart.

Being able to obtain such a Pokémon is also a testament to the trainer's own skill.

Looking at the hypnotic tapir beside him, the uncle silently shed tears.

However, the uncle suddenly realized that Kyosuke hadn't mentioned his own training yet!

"And what about you? You should already know how terrifying superpowers are, right? Why are you still so carefree and not training?" The uncle asked three questions in quick succession, trying to stump the burly man.

Kyosuke chuckled: "Uncle, I wasn't oblivious when you used your telekinesis to manipulate me earlier."

It's a little awkward, a little awkward. Secretly doing something wrong and pretending nothing happened, only to be caught in the end—it makes you want to disappear into the ground. The uncle felt his face burning.

"I've already experienced the power of superpowers firsthand." Kyosuke thought of Mewtwo again without realizing it.

Lately, I've been thinking about Mewtwo more often. Has something happened to him? But with his strength, he should be able to go anywhere in the world. Kyosuke knows he should be at ease, but he still feels a little uneasy.

But now is not the time to think about that. Sabrina's psychic powers are no weaker than Mewtwo's.

"I have my own training plan. As for superpowers, let's talk about that after I finish my dance training," Kyosuke said to the uncle before heading towards the gym.