George's Letter

After Sato got hold of the Luxury Ball containing Absol, he did not release it immediately. After all, this was not a good time to communicate.

Phoebe and Wallace, who had been waiting nearby for some time, had also heard a little about Absol's situation, but neither of them said much.

If it had been them, they would surely have chosen the more outstanding Absol as well.

After all, geniuses generally had ample confidence in themselves.

Soon, after listening to Doctor An's introduction, Phoebe chose a Misdreavus. Meanwhile, to Sato and the others' surprise, Wallace chose a Finneon.

"I caught sight of quite a few Water-type Starter Pokemon with just a glance. Aren't they appealing?" Sato could not help asking.

"Not appealing." Wallace firmly shook his head, then pressed Finneon's Poké Ball against his face and rubbed it.

"Only a beautiful and adorable Water-type sweetheart like Finneon can be worthy of a magnificent Contest Master like me!"

Sato and Phoebe: (**;)...

Once the Pokemon had been chosen, the three of them chose to take their leave amid Doctor An's repeated reminders to take good care of Absol and the others.

Of course, they also took the capable secretary's phone number themselves. It might come in handy someday.

Since the Pseudo-Elite Four Tournament had just ended, Indigo Plateau was much quieter than it had been a few days ago.

The same was true of regional headquarters such as Indigo Plateau, Mt. Silver, and Lily of the Valley Island. Every tournament was a carnival, but after it ended, the cities quickly returned to calm.

The people living there had long grown accustomed to this rhythm. Following the principle of going three months without business and living off one good month for three, they were happy to have plenty of free time.

"Wallace