Eve of the Pseudo-Elite Four Tournament

Kanto Region, Indigo Plateau.

This was not Sato's first time here. Compared to before, however, he was clearly receiving more attention as a Pseudo-Elite Four Trainer. Staff had been there to receive him right from the airport.

After smoothly registering, checking in, and receiving the tournament guide, Sato did not stay in his room. Instead, he took the excited Pikachu on a leisurely stroll around the hotel.

Since the Pokemon League held all kinds of competitions here every year, the area surrounding the venues was filled with either hotels or food streets.

Every now and then, they could also spot one or two Pokemon Nurseries operated by Pokemon Breeders, specifically helping competing Pokemon relieve stress and adjust their condition.

With the Pseudo-Elite Four Tournament about to begin, a large number of tourists and participants had arrived, making the streets extremely lively.

"Pika pi!"

Pikachu suddenly scratched at Sato's ear, then looked expectantly toward a snack stall not far away. The twitching of its nose and the sound of it swallowing reached Sato's ears loud and clear.

"Boss, what is this?"

Sato walked up to the stall and pointed at a skewer of golden-yellow fruit in the direction Pikachu was staring.

"Hahaha, that's Candied Hawthorn made from Sour Wood Pears. It's an Electric-type Pokemon's favorite. Your Pikachu must have caught the scent."

"Pika~"

Upon hearing the boss's words, Pikachu nodded madly in complete agreement, practically flinging its drool everywhere.

"Alright, two skewers. Make them large ones! Is that enough, Pikachu?"

"Pika pi!"

Pikachu stretched out its little paws, intending to make an "()" gesture, but then caught sight of the entire street packed with food vendors. It immediately nodded in satisfaction, clearly planning to save room for other delicious things.

"Coming right up. Pikachu, make sure you hold it tight~"

"Pika