Disguise

As for his second purpose in joining the organization, it was merely something to do along the way. Sato had had quite a few enemies in his previous life, but after being reborn, he had let them all go.

There was only one person he had to deal with: the assassin who had abducted him. Of course, now there was also a Red Card Killer.

The less a person spoke, the more they thought. Sato did not know whether it was a lingering aftereffect of his rebirth, but he shook his head to stop his thoughts from spiraling and turned his attention to Zorua and Gastly.

"Zorua, jog for twenty minutes first, then come find me." Sato switched on a treadmill designed for small Pokémon and instructed Zorua to begin jogging.

"Gastly, this Training Room is five meters long and five meters wide. I want you to run back and forth along half of it until you collapse from exhaustion."

"Jiejie~" Gastly nodded listlessly, but its eyeballs kept rolling about, clearly thinking of ways to slack off.

"By the way, anyone who slacks off during training doesn't get food." Sato Pointed At the Pokémon food set aside nearby, and a cloud of black mist suddenly lit up in his palm.

"Jiejie!"

Gastly immediately nodded with a solemn, serious expression and Vowed Solemnly to complete its task. Yet its eyeballs still glanced at Sato's palm From Time To Time. The mist-like energy made it feel uneasy and afraid.

Twenty minutes later, Zorua lay sprawled on the treadmill as though completely drained. Sato gently held him In His Arms, slowly channeling a trace amount of Dark Power into Zorua's body.

"Wuu~"

Zorua gave a comfortable cry. Pokémon naturally recovered quickly, and this Dark Power was mainly replenishing the energy within Zorua's body, so it did not hurt.

"Jie~"

Gastly drifted over and pretended to look on curiously, though it was really just trying to take the chance to slack off. Sato glanced at it, then decided to let it be, considering that this was simply Gastly's nature.

"Jiejie~"

Gastly Push One's Luck and Floated Onto Zorua's face, grinning as it asked how he felt. Before it could get an answer, a familiar little hand grabbed it again. With a whoosh, it was thrown away.

"Jie..."

Gastly obediently resumed its training, and layers upon layers of ghostly afterimages began appearing throughout the Training Room.

Perhaps it had never known it could fly so fast before, but Gastly gradually began enjoying itself, darting about with wild delight.

That night, after dinner, Sato returned to his room. He let out Gastly, which did not need Rest at night, gave the drowsy Zorua two drops of his own blood, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

Since Dark-type Pokémon could use Dark Power to strengthen their bodies, Sato, as an Ability User, naturally could as well. Unlike Psychic Type users, who focused on improving their minds, Dark Power was better at enhancing Physical Quality.

As Dark Power circulated Around Its Body, it subtly improved Sato's physique. After long-term practice, he could also use Calm Mind in place of Rest.

That way, as his Pokémon grew rapidly, Sato Also Will Not fall behind.

At six in the morning, Sato finished meditating. After training with Zorua and Gastly in the Training Room for two hours, he Went To the cafeteria at eight On Time for breakfast.

In a corner of the cafeteria, all nineteen newcomers sat in a row without a single one missing. After thinking it over, Sato decided that he would arrive Ten Minutes early in the future and try not to stand out.

After casually taking a breakfast tray, Sato Low-Key took the seat At The End of the newcomers' row and ate silently.

Fortunately, no one knew each other well. Faced with an unfamiliar environment, no one was In the Mood to mock Sato for arriving late.

At eight-thirty, everyone arrived at the classroom. After waiting for another Half an Hour, a mature female teacher with a green nameplate hanging from her waist Arrived At the classroom right on the hour.

"Hello, everyone. I'm your teacher for disguise class..."

From nine in the morning until noon, they mainly studied disguise and reconnaissance in the classroom.

From twelve to one, they ate and took their Lunch Break. From one to six in the afternoon, they took turns training their physical fitness and fighting techniques at the Training Ground.

After that came an hour for dinner. After seven was free training time, mainly for training Pokémon, though they could also work on physical fitness and fighting techniques. Of course, no one would stop them if they wanted to go back and Rest.

Yes, there were no teachers to guide the most important Pokémon training. They had to figure everything out themselves.

However, they were Not Also completely without direction. The organization's internal supplies could not be exchanged with currency issued by the Alliance, but only with points.

Each newcomer started with 200 points, which they could spend freely. Skill TMs, Energy Cubes, Pokémon breeding books, and more could all be exchanged for.

But with 200 points, they could at most exchange for a single-target attacking skill TM with a power below 60, or an introductory breeding book for a common Pokémon.

Most People's choice was to exchange for an introductory breeding book Targeting their own Starter Pokemon. At this point, some could not help gloating. So What Is the use of getting one extra Pokémon? Without a breeding book, how strong could that weak Pokémon nobody recognized become after Three Months?

As for Sato, he ignored the strange looks around him and continued, Low-Key as ever, attending class, training, and resting according to schedule.

A week later, Likka won the Koffing Sato needed at auction, spending 100 points. Sato kept The Rest of his 100 points unused.

Inside the Training Room, the once-skinny Zorua had completely changed. His fur was sleek, his blue Eyes were lively, and at 0.7 meters tall, he had reached the normal height for his species.

Furthermore, stimulated by Dark Power, Zorua had successfully learned Dark Pulse. Although he still could not control it very well, he would definitely master it proficiently after Three Months.

At that moment, he was facing off against Gastly, which flickered in and out of sight in the air. Compared to a week ago, Gastly's movements had become much more agile as well.

Under Sato's guidance, Gastly split Shadow Ball into several small Shadow Balls. Although their power had decreased, Gastly controlled them with ease, and the high-frequency bombardment had a far higher hit rate than a single Shadow Ball.

Combined with its powerful Special Attack, As Long As it did not encounter specially defensive walls like Normal-type Chansey, Gastly's damage output would not be low. It was more than enough for its early-stage use.

All of this was the result of Sato secretly practicing in the Basic Training room. As for their nightly group training at the Training Ground, both Zorua and Gastly practiced only their most Basic Training moves. Their displayed combat strength was, overall, even rather weak.

Even in academic subjects like disguise and reconnaissance, Sato's performance was merely average. After a week, he had successfully created the impression that he possessed below-average talent, was quiet by nature, and was not particularly hardworking.

Only Likka, who occasionally caught sight of Zorua and Gastly's real training, knew a little of Sato's true strength.