[Script Main Quest Triggered: The Indigo Pinnacle!] [Quest Content: Grow together with your partner Pikachu, participate in this year’s Kanto League Indigo League Conference, and ultimately win the championship.
Pikachu must be used in the final match!] [Quest Reward: Golden Lightning Badge (Pikachu-exclusive bound item) — Upon use, all of Pikachu’s abilities will undergo an unknown positive mutation!] [3x high-grade rare candy — When used by a Pokémon below Lv.70, its level will increase by 1!] [1x Mid-Grade Potential Enhancement Berry — When used by a Pokémon with potential below the Champion level, its potential level will permanently increase by 1!] Roy quickly scanned the quest details, his pupils contracting slightly.
The main quest was here.
And right from the start, the goal was set directly on becoming the League Champion!
A slight curve formed at the corner of Roy’s mouth.
Interesting.
Rewriting the original script’s frustrating atmosphere of constant regrets and repeated failures, heading straight for the championship from the start.
This was very much to his taste.
What excited him even more were the quest rewards.
high-grade rare candy, which could quickly raise levels, was a top-tier item for saving training time.
The Mid-Grade Potential Enhancement Berry was an even rarer item that could break the upper limit of a Pokémon’s potential!
But what Roy cared about most was that ‘Golden Lightning Badge.’ Exclusive to Pikachu…
positive mutation of abilities…
He glanced at the Pikachu on his shoulder, which was currently rubbing its small face against his neck and letting out comfortable purring sounds.
The description of that [Rare Ability: Movie Star] on the panel was still fresh in his mind.
A chance to trigger during battle; once triggered, it ignores levels and types, allowing it to go toe-to-toe with any opponent…
This ability was truly strong, but it was also a major trap.
It could potentially slay gods and Buddhas, or it could be knocked over by a Caterpie on the side of the road.
The uncertainty was too high.
If this ‘positive mutation’ could turn that ‘chance to trigger’ into a ‘controlled trigger,’ or even a ‘permanent partial effect’…
Roy’s eyes grew burning hot.
Then Pikachu’s future would be limitless!
Champion?
That was just the starting point!
This championship had to be won!
Roy made his decision in an instant.
“Roy?
What are you spacing out for?” Professor Oak’s voice pulled him back to reality.
The old man had leaned in, looking at the Pikachu on his shoulder with lingering fear, then couldn’t help but look Roy up and down.
“You kid…
are you really okay?” “I’m fine.” Roy stood up and casually stroked Pikachu’s small head.
“Pika~” Pikachu squinted its eyes comfortably, its ears twitching.
Professor Oak watched this harmonious scene with an expression as if he’d seen a ghost.
A few minutes ago, this little tyrant was flashing lightning and thunder, vowing to shock everything in sight, but now it was as well-behaved as a house cat?
How on earth did this kid do it?
“Professor, my pokédex and poké balls.” Roy reminded him.
“Oh!
Right, right!” Professor Oak finally remembered the business at hand and hurriedly took two items from a nearby cabinet.
A red folding pokédex.
Five empty red-and-white poké balls.
“This is your Trainer pokédex; it’s already registered.
The poké balls are the standard allotment.
If you don’t have enough, you can buy more at shops everywhere.” Professor Oak handed the items to Roy, then couldn’t help but look at Pikachu again.
“Though…
it seems you might not have a use for poké balls?” “Not for the time being.” Roy took the pokédex and poké balls, stowing them in his backpack.
“Pikachu prefers to stay outside.” “Pika pika!” Pikachu immediately chirped in agreement, even curling its lip at Professor Oak in a show of defiance.
The Professor gave a bitter laugh and shook his head.
“Alright then…
since it’s your partner now, you can arrange things however you like.” He paused, his expression becoming slightly more serious.
“Roy, you’ve chosen an unusual path.
This Pikachu has great potential, but it’s also very special.
Treat it well.” “I will.” After bidding farewell to Professor Oak, Roy began his Pokémon training journey…
at the exit of Pallet Town.
At the fork leading to the wild roads, a beautiful figure was waiting expectantly.
Hanako had indeed changed out of that figure-hugging black silk outfit and put on a set of light gray sportswear.
But some things couldn’t be hidden by loose clothing.
Her pert fullness stretched the sports top into soul-stirring curves, and beneath her slender waist, the sports pants wrapped around the rounded, firm lines of her hips, her long legs straight and powerful.
The ripe charm of a mature woman, mixed with the excitement of an impending journey, created an exceptionally alluring Aura.
“Roy!” Seeing the approaching figure, Hanako’s eyes lit up, and she waved vigorously.
The ears of the Pikachu on Roy’s shoulder twitched, and it looked over curiously.
Hanako jogged to meet him, her face flushed with excitement.
But soon, she noticed the little yellow fellow on Roy’s shoulder.
“Eh?
A Pikachu?” Hanako blinked, a bit confused.
“Roy, for a rookie’s starter Pokémon…
was Pikachu an option?
I remember Professor Oak prepared Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle.” “A small accident.” Roy explained simply.
“Pikachu is also very strong, and it suits me perfectly.” “Pikachu!” Pikachu gave a supportive cry, a few sparks of electricity popping from its cheeks.
Hanako looked at the rapport between the human and Pokémon; although she still didn’t quite understand, she quickly put her questions aside.
She excitedly took off the large backpack from her back and pulled a small jar out of a side pocket.
“Here!
The Ketchup you asked me to prepare!” It was a small red jar with a very familiar label.
Roy took it and unscrewed the lid.
A rich, sweet and sour aroma of tomatoes drifted out.
“If you like eating Ketchup, you’re in for a treat from now on!” Hanako puffed out her chest, looking a bit proud.
“My skill at making Ketchup is top-notch!
I can make all sorts of flavors!” “I’m looking forward to it.” Roy smiled and crouched down.
He held the open Ketchup jar in front of Pikachu.
“Come, try this.” “Pika?”