"Gym Leader Sato, according to the map, the designated battle area for the Whirl Islands is just ahead."
The unnamed male secretary fulfilled his proper role, pointing the way for Sato and Tajiri Ii.
As for why they needed directions to get there, it was because the Elite Four Ranking Match on the Whirl Islands took place in actual wilderness.
If a few Wild Pokemon suddenly showed up to watch during the match, it would not be strange at all.
"Idol, I read online that you like fried pork cutlets. Let's go eat some after the match!"
Along the way, Tajiri Ii had not stopped talking. From time to time, he even pulled out his phone to look up information on Sato, even though barely any of it was true.
"Idol, how about fried pork cutlets? Tender, juicy pork dipped in egg wash, coated in breadcrumbs, then fried until golden—the kids next door would cry from craving it!"
Sato secretly swallowed, then continued calmly, "Prepare for the match first!"
"Got it!" Tajiri Ii happily replied, then immediately pulled out a thick notebook and muttered to himself.
"No obvious preference for fried pork cutlets. But his response was relatively prompt, so it can temporarily serve as the first alternative."
Sato: ??? Brother, could you not read such embarrassing notes out loud?
This left Sato, the person involved, extremely awkward! Just as Tajiri Ii was about to ask what Sato thought of fried chicken cutlets, the male secretary finally brought them to the battle area.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A vertical waterfall crashed against the stubborn rocks below, producing a majestic roar.
By the pool beneath the waterfall, a bare-chested middle-aged man sat meditating calmly amid the deafening surroundings.
When Sato's group arrived, the middle-aged man almost simultaneously opened his eyes, his ears