Nemona Enters the Pokémon World Championships!

Hearing those two sentences, Luo Mu came to an abrupt stop, his face filling with undisguised shock, bewilderment, and horror.

Wait, what kind of outrageous thing was that!?

Was that really something a children's channel could air?

Meanwhile.

The sound of Luo Mu pushing open the door also drew the attention of the two women in the lounge.

When Nemona turned and recognized him, her eyes instantly lit up. She excitedly waved and hurried over. "Teacher, you actually came!"

"You personally put the invitation in my hands. It would've been inappropriate if I didn't come."

Luo Mu chuckled and rubbed Nemona's head, his gaze passing over her to settle on the second person in the lounge.

He wanted to see just what kind of bold woman had said something so outrageous—but she seemed somewhat different from what he had imagined. In fact, she was practically the complete opposite.

Luo Mu's gaze met the curious look she sent his way.

She was a gentle, quiet woman with the grace of a traditional refined lady.

She wore a soft green traditional furisode kimono, with pale purple vine patterns embroidered along the collar and sleeve hems. Around her waist was an exquisite sash embroidered with lily-of-the-valley and Poké Ball motifs.

Her jet-black hair was swept into a high bun, secured by an ebony hairpin set with pink crystal petals. A few loose strands fell beside her ears, accentuating the fair skin of her neck.

Her carefully chosen attire made it clear how seriously she took today's event.

Luo Mu knew that this woman was probably Nemona's opponent for the day.

Judging from her features, her identity was already obvious.

Though she was taking the initiative to greet him and introduce herself anyway.

"Good day. So you are Miss Nemona's teacher? Please forgive my