50 advance chapter in PATREON
"Actually, the store has only been open for a few days, so the number of customers is still a little low, but if it's a battle, just ask them out."
"The backyard of our store is a free battlefield. If you want to battle outside, it's better to choose a safe location."
"Also, Pokémon moves usually leave a lot of 'traces' on the battlefield, so if you battle outside, you'll need to deal with the aftermath."
Alex reminded Emily that although the Pokémon owned by these guests aren't very strong at present, the damage to the battlefield isn't too severe.
But it can still have an impact. If you're battling at home, it's fine, but be cautious in public.
"Okay~"
Emily replied to Alex with a bright smile.
Then Emily looked at the chat group on her phone, thought about it, and took a photo of Bulbasaur eating an energy cube.
LittleBirdYiren: Rookie reporting in, please take care of me, everyone~ Cheers to the big shots.JPG
It's the male fox: Rookie's Pokémon is awesome!
LittleBirdYiren: Emmm~ mine is this one, it's called Bulbasaur.
Miss Bella: Wow~ it looks so cute, and it's actually green, what type is it?
LittleBirdYiren: Pokédex says it's Grass and Poison Type.
LarvitarIsNotAFoodie: Such a healthy green color of life, and it's still poisonous, too sneaky.
From Mitsumi to Big: Huh? Jack, why are you back so soon? Didn't Larvitar cause trouble?
LarvitarIsNotAFoodie: Ugh~ Don't mention it, the new table I just bought was chewed up by this little brat, facepalm and tears.JPG
LarvitarIsNotAFoodie: (Pictures) (Videos)
It's a male fox: Hahaha~ I'm dying of laughter. Cousin, you have your hands full today.
Miss Bella: Larvitar is so cute! Jack, can you handle such a house-demolishing Larvitar? I suggest you sell it to me!
LarvitarIsNotAFoodie: You're dreaming.
...
"Pfft~"
Seeing the photo posted by LarvitarIsNotAFoodie, Emily laughed out loud.
Originally a very beautiful wooden desk, the corners were full of small teeth marks.
And Emily also saw the Pokémon named Larvitar, seemingly recorded by someone else.
In the video, a handsome young man in a suit looked helpless, pointing at the marks chewed out of the new table and continually lecturing Larvitar.
And Larvitar was obediently sitting there, nodding innocently with an expression that said it already knew it was wrong.
So cute~
Emily looked at this scene and thought.
But when the video angle changed, it showed another corner of the office.
A desk that had been completely destroyed was in the video. Judging by the teeth marks, it was clearly the work of this little cutie.
What on earth?
"Boss, Bulbasaur won't demolish my house, right?"
Emily watched as her mind raced, envisioning 10,000 wild horses trampling over this ruined table, and hurriedly asked Alex, who was also watching the video.
This behavior is even worse than a mischievous dog. If Bulbasaur is like this, her father will be livid!
"Huh? No, no, Bulbasaur's personality is very docile, and very few Pokémon are as energetic and fond of nibbling as Larvitar."
Alex blinked, then reassured Emily with a smile.
"Huh, that's a relief." Emily patted her chest with a sigh of relief, feeling reassured.
"By the way, this is the Poké Ball. You are one of the top ten customers who bought a Pokémon. This is the Premier Ball. Thank you for your support."
Alex seemed to remember something, took out two Premier Balls from the front desk cabinet, returned to Emily, and handed them to her.
"This is?" Emily looked puzzled.
"This is the Poké Ball, a must-have item for capturing Pokémon, and it only truly becomes yours once you capture Bulbasaur with it."
"Yes, just throw the Premier Ball at Bulbasaur."
With Alex's explanation and guidance, Emily threw the Premier Ball at Bulbasaur.
Then, to Emily's wide-eyed amazement, Bulbasaur turned into a red light and was captured by the Premier Ball.
"This... what is this?"
When the Premier Ball fell to the ground and calmed down, Emily felt something was amiss and asked Alex in surprise.
Forget about this kind of magical and cute creature, why does this store even have this kind of black space technology?
This is simply unbelievable.
Eric on the side was already numb, staring blankly at the Premier Ball on the ground.
"It's hard for me to explain this, and the guests might not understand it."
Alex shook his head, feeling too lazy to explain the origin of the Premier Ball.
Anyway, in the group, Bella and the others have even assumed that he's an alien...
Even if Alex explained, they wouldn't believe it, but fortunately, under the system's fuzzy effect, they didn't particularly care about Alex's 'identity.'
It's not dangerous anyway, right?
Emily: "..."
Although I may not understand it, your look of contempt for others really gets to me!
Emily glared at Alex angrily.
"One of the features of the Poké Ball is that it allows Trainers to carry Pokémon with them, which is a handy tool that will definitely make things a lot more convenient for you."
Alex didn't pay attention to Emily's 'stare,' maintaining his smile as he explained.
"Yes, with this, it will be hard for Dad to find Bulbasaur."
Emily, who picked up the Premier Ball and released Bulbasaur, was stunned for a moment, then her whole demeanor brightened with excitement.
That's right, with this Poké Ball that can store Bulbasaur at any time, it's hard for her dad to find out that she has a pet!
"Boss! I want to draw a Pokémon too!"
Seeing the magical effect of the Poké Ball, Eric finally couldn't resist and earnestly spoke to Alex.
The silly sister is right, with the Poké Ball, Pokémon's 'safety' isn't a problem at all.
In that case, what is there to fear?
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