Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

A male high school senior at Fengcheng High School, a top student. He likes to act serious and has a crush on a female student who is academically weak.

The underachiever is confused and lost every day. I love this top student, does he love me too?

The academic genius is also artistic; he's even in a band. The band just ended, and now the goddess is here.

Her attitude was ambiguous, and she was good-looking too. The top student had designs on her, so he simply started flirting with her.

Let's form a small band, just the three of us. The academically challenged one will play the piano, and the goddess will sing.

I have no talent, I just play a broken guitar.

"What is this anime about?" Kazama Shiramo didn't quite understand this kind of delicate animation, and still didn't understand the essence of this anime. Of course, since it was a DVD that looked pretty good, he still had to be patient and watch it to the end.

"It's probably about the love story between a girl named Toma and Haruki," Cynthia smiled and nodded, watching the TV and giving her opinion. "They look like a perfect match."

"No, no, no, I think this girl named Setsuna is better." Rie smiled and gently shook Kazama Shiramo's arm. "The two of them look like a good match."

"I think Dongma is more suitable to be with Haruki, don't you think so, senior?"

"I think Setsuna and Haruki look more compatible, don't you think, honey?"

Was it just my imagination? A bead of cold sweat appeared on Kazama Shiramo's forehead. He had a feeling this was a life-threatening problem. Was it just his imagination? It was just an anime; he shouldn't be able to die no matter how you looked at it.

"Let's wait and see," Kazama Shiramo said, backing down. "Let's see how the plot unfolds. I don't really understand this kind of anime."

After a month of intensive practice, the school festival finally began. The three of them went on stage, and the hundred seats were completely silent.

But the clear sound of snowflakes echoes, and emotions flow from the strings. As the love song ends, passersby are left with tears in their eyes.

Though my heart was young and naive, I did not waste my prime years. Even if we were to sever ties now, it would still be a beautiful story.

Unfortunately, the top student was tired and fell asleep offstage. The underachiever, being rather silly, secretly kissed him.

The goddess is incredibly clever; she noticed it immediately. She couldn't resist any longer and confessed her feelings first.

The top student thought about it and had to agree. This is so confusing, I don't understand it at all.

In short, they paired up, leaving only the academically challenged.

“I told you so!” Rie Kugimiya nodded proudly: “I knew it. In the end, it would be Setsuna who ends up with Haruki. The two of them are the perfect match.”

Cynthia bit her fingers hard, tears streaming down her face. "This isn't fair! Toma should be with Haruki, not Setsuna, that bitch who beat me to it! This is wrong."

Rie Kugimiya waved her hand and retorted, "Love is something you have to fight for. What's wrong with confessing your feelings first and getting together?"

"This is already unfair." It's hard to imagine that the Sinnoh champion would be so upset by an anime that tears would well up in his eyes. Isn't the sense of empathy a bit too strong?

"Stop, stop, stop!" Kazama Shiromo pulled his adorable little wife back into his arms, stopping her from continuing to argue.

"Calm down, calm down. Let's watch cartoons. Since cartoons are so good, let's just watch them, okay?"

Cynthia wiped away her tears, feeling wronged, and sat down to watch TV. She felt terrible, like a mushroom!

The top student chose her, but his heart belonged to another. The goddess knew this, yet remained silent.

Being a poor student is tough, and being a couple's lovey-dovey partner is unbearable. Who can stand seeing them constantly showing off their affection?

She was hiding from a couple and heading to Vienna. Even though she was going abroad, she still missed him.

Even top students suffer in relationships. His girlfriend is great, but she's not his true love.

After all that fuss, he still cheated. He slept with her all night, and his girlfriend was long forgotten.

The next morning, the underachiever left. The sheets were already slicked, what was the point of staying?

He rushed to the airport, not wanting to see him again. His girlfriend, flustered, ran to the top student's house.

I pushed the door open and saw that the sheets were all rolled up? The top student is a good person, he confessed honestly.

My girlfriend was angry, but she still acted like a saint. "That's my best friend, let's see her off."

"Mistress, mistress, she's a mistress!" Before she could even finish reading, Rie Kugimiya couldn't help but yell and shout, tears welling up in her eyes: "They're already together, Toma should have given up, why did he have to do this?"

"Haruki should have been with Toma, it was that bitch who ruined things and confessed first, which caused this situation!" Cynthia roared in frustration.

Their eyes met, locked, and crossed in the air before finally focusing on Kazama Shiramo, who was trembling and cowering in the corner.

"Husband!" "Senior!"

Who do you think Haruki should be with?

Surprised, Kazama Shiramo, holding the remote, originally intended to sneakily turn off the TV in the corner and try to calm the dispute down, but the two women's gazes still shifted to him.

"Honey, don't you think Touma Kazusa is a mistress, and Ogiza Ogiza is the one who should be with Kitahara Haruki?"

"Senior, isn't your opinion that Ogiza Ogiza is a bitch and that Touma Kazusa is the one who should be with Kitahara Haruki, right?!"

You two are clearly asking questions, but why can't I hear a hint of doubt in your tone? It's just an animation, aren't you taking it too seriously? It feels like no matter how I answer, it's a dead end, what should I do? Damn it, aren't we just watching TV?

Anyone is fine, come and play with me!

"Your grandson sent an email! Your grandson sent an email! Your grandson sent an email!"

……

……

……

"Pfft!" After a long silence, Rie Kugimiya burst into laughter as if she couldn't hold it in any longer: "Hahahaha, honey, you're so funny! Who is this?"

Cynthia's lips twitched involuntarily, and she finally squatted down, clutching her stomach: "Hahaha, senior, who is this? They look so miserable."

The communicator's notification tone is based on the set address, and the appearance of this tone can only prove that someone has become 'your grandson' in Kazama Shirasumi's list settings.

The cold, mechanical voice, read out in a monotone, had a strangely comical quality, an indescribable oddity.

Kazama Shiramo looked utterly dejected: "It's Sephiroth..."

"Pfft, why is Sephiroth's nickname 'Grandson'? You're really something, senpai!"

Kazama Shiromo felt a mix of helplessness and relief. People always have those silly moments like secretly changing their boss's nickname to something like "grandson" or "son" when they're annoyed. Seeing this silly action now seemed to give him a second more.

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P.S. Why are you all saying this is too padded? There needs to be some transition before the plot can slowly unfold. =-= In the previous volume, Phoenix King was also slowly foreshadowed before his appearance. Be patient, there will be five chapters tomorrow!

Chapter 5 Justice is Gone.

The Quartz Convention has begun...

These are turbulent times.

Looking at Sephiroth's email, Kazama Shiramo pondered whether or not to accept it.

Refereeing Pokémon battles isn't a particularly difficult job, but the key question is whether I'm really just going to be a referee?

The referee in a Pokémon battle is the person who announces the start of the battle and determines the winner after it ends.

The referee has a fairly high profile, since Pokémon battles rarely result in situations where the outcome is difficult to determine. Therefore, it should be a fairly simple task that does not require high ability. In fact, the very clear rules of Pokémon battles leave little room for the referee to make a decision.

After all, in sports like football and basketball, all you have to do is announce the start and go all out to defeat the opponent. It's not like those sports where biased referees have an amazing fighting spirit.

So Sephiroth's email was simply asking him to go to the Quartz Plateau to relax and slack off?

No, there's something wrong with this no matter how you look at it. Would Sephiroth really be so kind as to let him go to Indigo Plateau to watch a match and take a vacation?

"Your grandson has contacted us!" "Your grandson has contacted us!"

This guy...

Kazama Shiramo hesitated for a moment before answering Sephiroth's call.

"Hmm, my dearest friend." Sephiroth's seductive voice sounded quite charming, actually rather pleasant, though to Kazama Shiramo's ears it now carried a hint of gayness.

"Speak your mind, or shut up!"

"Tsk, that's such an impatient tone. Why do I feel like you've been deliberately avoiding me lately? Have you lost your mind?"

I'd be crazy not to avoid you!

"No, tell me, what exactly is it, Qing?"

"You received my email, right?"

"I received it."

"Don't worry, this time I haven't increased your workload at all."

"You're right to say it that way! The image of a kind-hearted boss who tries to reduce the workload for his employees just doesn't fit your persona at all!"

"Don't worry, it's really just a change of scenery. After all, you'd go to the Indigo Plateau anyway, even if we didn't give you this job." Sephiroth's tone carried a faint sense of distrust and melancholy. "After all, your new blue-haired apprentice will be participating in this Indigo Plateau Conference, and Ash will be too. But from what I understand, it'll be difficult for Ash to achieve a good result. He's only been traveling for a year, and his skills aren't that strong yet, and this conference..."

"What's wrong with this conference?" Kazama Shiromo was both curious and annoyed. He hated those jerks who only said half a sentence and didn't consider people's feelings at all!

"This conference is of very high quality; it seems you two had the same event."

"A collision? With whom?" Kazama Shiromo frowned, quickly thinking. According to Rinran's growth, after the Dragon's Lair Secret Realm trip, his strength had reached a very high level. In a normal tournament, even in the talent-rich Kanto region, he would be enough to win the championship. But since Sephiroth spoke up, things must be really troublesome.

"Guess!" If Kazama Shiramo were a young girl, she would definitely be captivated by Sephiroth's incredibly charming voice, but as a normal man, Kazama Shiramo just wanted to slap him.

"Is she Erica's disciple? I've seen that child before. If it is, she is indeed a great threat to Linran."

Sephiroth chuckled, a slightly flippant smile playing on his lips: "Just so you know, it's not her, it's them!"

Kazama Shiramo: "??????"

"Well, actually there aren't that many. It seems like Erika's disciple, Inuyasha Sakura, the young lady of the Yuuki family in Shion Town, Kona's disciple, that clumsy Sora, and a few other miscellaneous little geniuses have all bumped into each other."

Kazama Shiromo frowned. To be honest, the situation was indeed very troublesome. There were quite a few outstanding young trainers from the Kanto region that Safi had mentioned, which made it very difficult to deal with. Even though Kazama Shiromo had great confidence in his disciple, he could easily be overwhelmed if he wasn't careful when facing such a formidable opponent.

In particular, Kazama Shiramo knew about Lorelei's disciple. The girl with long, light blue hair left a deep impression on Kazama Shiramo. Although she usually looked silly and stupid, she was like a completely different person when she was fighting. Not only was she shrewd and decisive, but her tactics were also quite outstanding. She was proficient in using both water and ice type Pokémon, and her chances of winning against her were probably very low.

"It's alright. If it's just an opponent of this level, Linran should be able to handle it. After all, that child has a very strong desire to win, and her strength is definitely not inferior to theirs. In addition, the mixed team means that she won't be put on the defensive when facing many opponents."

These words were less meant for Sephiroth and more for Kazama Shiramo himself. Taking a sip of water, Kazama Shiramo reassured himself that Lin Ran's advantages were still significant, and there was absolutely no need to worry about anything.

"That's not all," Sephiroth's voice drifted out from the communicator at a leisurely pace. "That girl, Lingxi, is also planning to participate in this battle."

"Pfft." Kazama Shiromo suddenly felt like he had accidentally poisoned his adorable little disciple, and he spat out a mouthful of water. Kazama Shiromo was so excited that he almost couldn't hold the communicator steady: "Wait, is the Lingxi you mentioned the same Lingxi? Or is it just a name that's different from the real Lingxi?"

“I think we’re talking about the same Lingxi.”

"Is it really that Lingxi?"

"Yes, that little genius from the Dragon-Riding Family, Du's cousin, that Dragon-Riding Lingxi, do you understand what I'm saying? Stop having those strange delusions that it's not her!"