Chapter 107: Wuwu, Daiwu, I Am No Longer Pure

"Um... you're joking, right?"

Mickley's eyelid twitched violently.

"Mammon, you just said you wouldn't hurt anyone! You're a Champion-level Trainer, how can you lie?!"

Mickley believed one must keep one's word, especially when Mammon was such a powerful Champion-level.

"I said 'under normal circumstances,' but that doesn't mean I won't, after all..."

The smile at the corner of Mammon's mouth grew even more unrestrained and flamboyant.

"I am the evil Team Rocket, after all~"

Mickley's expression changed; he found it hard to hold back now because he could tell Mammon's tone was even proud?

"Champion Mickley, did you know? The greatest benefit of being Team Rocket is having no morals or baggage. No one can stand on a moral high ground to kidnap me, because as an evil element, I simply have no morals."

Mammon looked at the composed Mickley with a beaming smile.

Laozi is already an evil element; you still want to moral kidnap me? Then why would I even become a member of an evil organization?

"However, as long as you, Champion Mickley, cooperate well with me, I guarantee professional conduct; in the end, I will definitely let Miss Junes leave safely."

"What exactly do you want?"

Mickley's expression changed; it was bad, this guy had been targeting him from the start!

"Rest assured, I won't ask you to do anything too difficult."

The corner of Mammon's mouth stretched wide because Caitlin had already appeared behind him.

And Caitlin, who had just arrived, looked at the Miss Junes lying on the ground opposite Mickley and paused for a moment.

She had only gone to buy some clothes, and the battle was already over?

Especially...

Caitlin glanced sideways with a strange expression; the emotionless Suicune was using its paw to slap Leafeon's palm repeatedly. What was going on?

Caitlin looked at Mammon, trying to seek an answer.

"Don't worry about it; Haki Water is just looking for a fight," Mammon replied with amusement.

He hadn't expected that guy Suicune to be so petty; no wonder Haki Water hissed at the slightest thing when they first met.

Leafeon had only slapped it once, so it had to slap back.

"Gladion, Flannery, order the subordinates to pack up and head to the wilds of Mauville City; this base cannot be kept."

Mammon signaled Gladion and Flannery to instruct the subordinates; this base was clearly exposed to the Hoenn League.

Moreover, the environment inside was so stifling and hot; originally, Mammon didn't like it anyway.

"Yes." Gladion nodded, turned around, and went to instruct the subordinates.

"Now, the next part is our business, Champion Mickley."

Mammon, accompanied by Caitlin, slowly walked in front of Mickley, smiling very happily.

"Gulp... what do you want to do..."

Mickley immediately sensed something was wrong; at this moment, he completely lacked the champion's dominance when he said 'you are the challenger,' and instead seemed like a fragile young girl cornered by a burly man.

"Here is the thing; actually, I have always been a fan of you, Champion Mickley. Your handsome face and elegant speech and conduct make me deeply admire you."

Mammon's tone was very gentle.

"Ha... is that so?"

A proud smile appeared on Mickley's exquisite and handsome face; if his movements weren't restricted, he would even want to casually flick his bangs.

No way, the charm was too great; he, Mickley, was just such a charming man.

"So I have always had a dream."

Mammon waved at the Armored Mewtwo; the Armored Mewtwo understood without words, hooked its finger, and the six shrunken Poké Balls on Mickley's body immediately flew out, landing in Mammon's hands.

"Mammon!" Mickley's expression changed; his Poké Balls!

"Rest assured, Champion Mickley, I am just keeping them temporarily; afterwards, I will return them to you," Mammon said with a smile.

"I have specially prepared these gifts for you; I hope you will wear them, and then I will personally act as your photographer."

Mammon took a bag from Caitlin's hand and handed it to the now mobile Mickley, revealing his true intentions.

Caitlin looked at Mickley with a subtle expression; good heavens!

"Clothes? Just wear some clothes and take some photos?"

Mickley was confused; this request didn't seem too excessive to him.

"That's right; I have always had a photography dream; can you, Champion Mickley, fulfill it for me?" Mammon's smile deepened.

"If it is just that, there is absolutely no problem; Mammon, my fashion designer has always told me that my perfect figure is the best hanger..."

Mickley declared very proudly, and casually opened the clothing bag; he was quite curious about what clothes Mammon had prepared for him.

But when he opened this clothing bag, Mickley's words stopped abruptly.

Mickley's face turned from white to red, then from red to green, and his breathing gradually accelerated.

"Ma-mom!!!"

Mickley's voice was low and deep, gradually rising from low to high; obviously, his anger value was rising crazily.

"What is the meaning of this!!"

Mickley took a white long skirt and a green wig out of the bag and glared at Mammon.

"A skirt, what's wrong?" Mammon asked in confusion: "I think you, Champion Mickley, will look very beautiful wearing it."

"How dare you insult me like this! I am a man!"

Mickley exploded; he was a man! A pure man!

Although he looked very pretty, he was still a man!

"Ah, that is incorrect; Champion Mickley, your perspective is still too narrow; art knows no gender."

Mamon shook his head and sighed.

"As long as you set aside your prejudices and trust me, Teacher Wallace, you will definitely be able to take perfect photos."

"I am very confident in my own skills!"

Mamon patted his chest, guaranteeing with full confidence; he had harbored a photography dream since his past life, you know!

If he hadn't become a Trainer in this life, Mamon felt he would surely have become a master-level photographer!

"Impossible!" Wallace's face turned black with a yandere vibe: "You're dreaming! I am the Hoenn Champion, and you want me to wear women's clothing?"

Wallace refused without hesitation; wearing women's clothing was impossible, absolutely impossible in this lifetime.

"And don't call me Teacher!"

You're the Teacher, your whole family is Teachers, you bastard! I haven't even taken the photos yet!

Wallace was very angry; he was unwilling to admit that title.

And also...

Where is Steven?? Damn it, I've sent him so many messages, did this guy fall into a shit pit? He still hasn't arrived.

Hurry over and save me, you bastard! Your brother is being forced to wear a skirt!!

Wallace roared in his heart.

And at this moment, in a public toilet in Slateport City.

"Ugh..."

Steven held toilet paper, his handsome face pale and weak; he felt he had transformed into a jet warrior.

He saw the multiple distress messages Wallace sent him, but Steven really couldn't get out of the toilet right now!

He couldn't possibly ride a Metagross while rushing over and having diarrhea, could he?

At noon, he had curiously bought a portion of jelly from a stall in Slateport City; the taste was indeed very good, but after eating it, he felt something was wrong.

Back and forth, he had already run to the toilet four times, nearly exhausting himself from diarrhea.

Damn it, he had long heard that small workshops used heavy seasoning, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

Wallace, wait for me; after I finish this trip, I will ride a Metagross to save you!

And at this moment, on the Route to Mt. Pyre.

"Precisely because you are Wallace, this set of photos has value to be taken."

Mamon shrugged; if the other party weren't Wallace, he wouldn't have bothered to take them; he wasn't such a casual photographer.

"Anyway, I won't take them!" Wallace put on a "do whatever you want" expression and gave up.

"Teacher Wallace, you must think clearly."

Mamon raised an eyebrow, shaking the Poké Ball in his hand at Wallace with a half-smile.

"Does it not matter if your Pokémon and those Officer Jennies meet with an accident?"

"You!!"

Teacher Wallace glared at Mamon with wide, angry eyes.

"Is it more important to have your own restrained pride, or is the Safety Is More Important for your Pokémon and the Officer Jennies?"

Mamon laughed like a bully, his slow, deliberate tone exactly like the villain in a TV drama forcing a good person into prostitution.

"Mamon! You are truly despicable!!"

Wallace gritted his teeth; he had never felt so powerless before.

"Thank you for your praise, Teacher; then without further delay, please change clothes quickly. This is only the first set; let's finish filming as soon as possible so you can rest early."

"What do you mean??" Wallace's heart skipped a beat.

"I bought seven sets of clothes, Champion Wallace; you don't need to thank me."

Caitlin gestured to the seven clothing bags on the ground toward Wallace, speaking to him with a faint, reserved smile.

Wallace immediately felt dizzy and his face turned pale; seven sets of women's clothing???

"Mewtwo, could you trouble yourself to create a changing room?"

Mega Mewtwo Y remained silent; after thinking for a moment, it raised its arm toward the empty space ahead. Earth Power plus Psychic; under Mega Mewtwo Y's precise control.

The ground surface churned and surged like waves, finally rising and twisting, deforming into a crude three-meter-high small house.

And all of this took less than ten seconds.

Wallace stood there dumbfounded.

"So amazing~!" Caitlin marveled; what kind of Psychic control was this?

"Tsk~ As expected of you; you truly are an all-powerful Pokémon."

"It is not difficult."

Mega Mewtwo X replied with a calm expression, but judging by its tail wagging much faster, it was in a good mood after being praised.

"Wallace, Teacher, please."

Mamon gestured to Wallace with his hand.

Wallace's expression kept changing; looking at the long dress in his hand, was he really going to wear women's clothing?

But if he didn't agree to Mamon's request, what would happen to Milotic and the others and the Officer Jennies? Would Mamon really harm them?

No, he couldn't gamble with their lives and Safety Is More Important!

It was just a small sacrifice; as the Hoenn Champion, he had the responsibility and duty to protect everyone!

It's just a skirt! Let's do it!

Wallace took the dress and quickly walked into the small house.

"Good, good, Teacher Wallace; yes, lift your foot slightly, raise your left hand and place it by your ear; ah~ yes, just like that, perfect!"

"Don't make your face so stiff, Teacher Wallace; come on, smile; yes, the smile needs to be sweeter, with a bit of a maiden's shyness; yes, just like that!"

The moment the photo was taken, Mi Kuli's face instantly became expressionless.

Then Mi Kuli looked at the full-length mirror that the armored Mewtwo had moved over from the side.

She wore a deep blue fitted top, and below, a long white skirt; around her slender neck hung a sapphire necklace, her soft green hair flowed straight down to her waist, her pale Bai Xi, exquisite, and gentle face bore a touch of pink on both cheeks, and her beautiful eyes were like green agate.

Damn it!

Mi Kuli turned around expressionlessly; he couldn't bear to look any longer, or he would be captivated by the woman in the mirror himself.

Mi Kuli was on the verge of tears; why did he look so beautiful dressed as a woman??

Damn, this damn beauty of mine!

"Excellent! Now let's try a JK uniform next. Teacher, your skin is so good; it will definitely look great."

"That's wonderful, Teacher Mi Kuli! Yes, just like that, running like that—truly pure and youthful! Those otaku seeing your smile and figure like this would absolutely take you as their white moonlight!"

"Then next, let's change into black stockings and a combat outfit."

Two hours passed just like that.

"What a pity, what a pity; the scenery here is still too monotonous, and Teacher, your expression management is merely average."

Mammon looked at the film in the camera with some regret.

"But that's all for today. Next time there's an opportunity, I'll take a new photo set for you. Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Mi Kuli."

But Mammon finally put away the camera contentedly and smiled at Mi Kuli across from him, who looked slightly exhausted.

"I'm returning the Poké Balls and Officer Jenny and the others to you, Teacher Mi Kuli. I look forward to seeing you again next time."

"..."

Mi Kuli didn't want to speak; he just stared blankly at the sky.

Waaah~ Steven, I'm no longer pure!!

(End of this chapter)