Self-Imposed Limits

That night.

Hoenn Region, Ever Grande City.

After advancing to the Final Tournament and becoming one of the top thirty-two contestants in the Saiyu Conference, Ash and the others could clearly feel that their treatment had improved dramatically.

"Single rooms with fully equipped king-sized beds, and an all-you-can-eat food paradise... it probably doesn't get any better than this, right?"

Wearing thick-lensed black-framed glasses, Max held a tray piled high with all kinds of incredibly delicious, high-calorie food.

As Ash's companions now that he had reached the top thirty-two, they naturally got to enjoy this luxurious treatment as well.

All he could say was that the Hoenn League certainly knew how to do things.

Meanwhile, May stared longingly at the fragrant-looking food on her younger brother Max's tray.

She had not even noticed the glistening moisture at the corners of her mouth.

But soon, the "vegetarian food" on her own plate and the faint tightness in her lower belly dragged her back to reality.

No!

May shook her head wildly as though trying to wake herself up. In her mind, she repeatedly chanted, "You have to wear performance outfits for Contests. Getting fat and wearing a performance outfit is practically a public execution," trying to strengthen her wavering resolve.

Max had wanted to tease her with the food on his tray, but remembering the authority his sister usually maintained at home, he chickened out.

The two "returned with a full haul" and went back to their seats. By then, a towering stack of plates had already accumulated there.

Every plate looked as though it had been specially licked clean, to the point that they were practically spotless.

Naturally, the big eater who had consumed all that food was their traveling companion from Pallet Town, Ash.

Even after traveling together for several