Chapter 6: Hey, Tone It Down!

"Eh?"

By the time Lillie came to her senses, she could only see Mamon's back.

She hadn't even properly thanked him, so Lillie sighed in her heart, turned around, and waved at Mitsuki.

"I'm here, Mitsuki."

"Phew~ Why did you suddenly run so far?"

Mitsuki jogged over, patted her chest, and asked with concern.

She knew well that Lillie was not a Trainer.

"Sorry, because the little Nebby suddenly ran out."

"Hehe~ I knew it, it must be this little rascal."

Mitsuki squatted down slightly, poking the little Nebby's cheek; this little rascal was just too mischievous and active, always liking to sneak out and wander around.

The little Nebby puffed up its cheeks in dissatisfaction, glaring angrily at Mitsuki.

"Oh my, you little rascal, you dare glare at me? Do you still want candy?"

Mitsuki laughed, hands on her hips with great momentum, openly threatening the little Nebby.

"Mo~ Mo!"

"Not bad, a young one worth teaching. Follow me well, and there will be plenty of good food and drink!"

Mitsuki was very satisfied with the little Nebby's answer; hmm, although she actually couldn't understand at all what the little Nebby was saying.

Lillie smiled awkwardly but politely; she felt the little Nebby had just been going "nyah-nyah," not what Mitsuki understood.

But this wasn't something suitable to say.

"Speaking of which, Lillie, you found the little Nebby yourself this time?" Mitsuki asked curiously.

She knew well that if the little Nebby snuck out, it would be very troublesome for Lillie to find it alone.

"No, the little Nebby met a very gentle boy."

"Oh."

Mitsuki's tone rose several decibels.

"It's not what you think."

Lillie couldn't help but give Mitsuki a reproachful glance; although they had known each other for only a few days, their relationship had already developed into that of very good sisters.

For some reason, Lillie felt getting along with Mitsuki was very pleasant; this was the kind of good friend she had always longed for.

On the other side, Mamon walked toward the villa he had purchased.

After all, he would be staying in the Alola region for the next while, so he needed a temporary residence.

It wasn't far from the beach district; it took about ten minutes to reach the villa district.

But...

"Hmm?"

Mamon looked toward the training ground not far away; inside the training ground, a girl seemed to be undergoing special training.

Of course, this wasn't actually rare; what was rare was that Mamon found this young girl not unfamiliar.

Mamon recalled; after all, it had been sixteen years since he transmigrated, so his memory was actually a bit fuzzy.

"Why is she here?" But after recalling, Mamon raised an eyebrow.

She wore a form-fitting long dress in white and pink, outlining her graceful and exquisite figure; a white sash was tied around her slender waist.

Her face was very delicate, her Bai Xi skin almost reflecting under the sunlight, and her magnificent long golden hair was spread out behind her.

A very beautiful young girl, and she was Caitlin!

The owner of the Battle Castle during the "Platinum" game period, and the Psychic-type Elite Four of the Unova region during the "Black/White" period.

An elegant yet slightly arrogant Sleeping Beauty, born into a prestigious family in Sinnoh; because her innate Psychic powers were too vast and she couldn't control them perfectly, if she lost a battle, her emotional fluctuations would cause her Psychic powers to run wild, causing massive destruction.

This factor also led to her being banned by the League, so in the "Platinum" version, although Caitlin was the owner of the Battle Castle, it was her butler, Shi Lan, who battled against the player.

Later, after she could control her emotions, she went alone to Unova to train and became an Elite Four of Unova in a short time.

It is worth mentioning that Caitlin was very rich; hmm, she said so herself in the game; she had villas all over the world and even provided one for her good sister, Cynthia, to use.

"Interesting."

Mamon thought for a moment and walked toward Caitlin with interest.

At this moment, Caitlin was seriously conducting special training for a Kirlia, and the move being trained was Psychic.

Psychic is a powerful and practical special-attack move in the Psychic type; however, the fact that the Kirlia had already learned it shows that either this Kirlia's level was not low, or a Technical Machine was used.

A Technical Machine is a very practical item; as long as it is used on a Pokémon, the Pokémon can learn the corresponding move; simple and convenient.

However, in reality, this is a shortcut; take the Kirlia as an example; even without a Technical Machine and even if the level is insufficient, as long as a Pokémon that can use Psychic teaches the Kirlia.

Actually, the Kirlia's talent and aptitude were not too poor; it could also slowly learn to use Psychic.

Of course, this method might take a little time.

If there are sufficient conditions, then buying a Technical Machine for the Pokémon to use is indeed more time-saving and labor-saving.

However, the price of Technical Machines is actually not very cheap, especially for powerful and practical moves like Psychic.

Caitlin also noticed Mamon's arrival, but didn't take it to heart, continuing to conduct special training for the Kirlia.

Her special training method was very simple: she had the Kirlia attack her other Pokémon, Metagross.

This was also the choice of most Trainers when conducting special training at the training ground without a sparring partner.

"The effect is really average." Before long, Caitlin's beautiful dark eyebrows furrowed; she began to feel annoyed, and her eyes started to glow with flickering blue Psychic light.

But quickly, Caitlin came to her senses, took several deep breaths, and suppressed that annoyance in her heart.

"If you feel the special training isn't ideal, how about I train with you?"

Hearing these words, Candelaria turned to look at the speaking Mammon.

"Solo training is definitely not as practical as combat training, don't you think?"

Mammon's lips curled; he took out a Poké Ball and gestured toward Candelaria.

"You make a good point."

Candelaria, of course, understood this principle, her gaze scrutinizing this strange youth.

"But if the battle is boring, I will be very angry."

"Rest assured, beautiful Young Lady, I will make you thoroughly enjoy this battle."

Mammon's smile slowly turned sinister.

And just then, wisps of purple-black gas gradually rose from behind Mammon, accompanied by a chilling 'Hehehe' laughter.

"???" Candelaria tilted her head, staring blankly at Mammon, whose evil aura was now oppressive, like a dark boss.

This... how did it suddenly become like this?

"Gengar! For God's sake, tone down the smell!!"

Mammon watched the purple-black gas surrounding him, his face twitching; he simply couldn't hold it in anymore.

Hearing Mammon's voice, the gray-black fat man, who had added special effects and BGM, poked half his body out from Mammon's shadow, looking at Mammon in confusion.

"He? (You don't like the special effects?)"

Understanding Gengar's meaning, Mammon's face began to twitch irregularly again.

He damn well didn't know where this dead fat man had learned such a mess of stuff; recently, this guy must have been secretly binge-watching dramas behind his back.

And it was the kind of traditional hero-versus-demon-king drama.

(End of this chapter)