"Uncle, who are we waiting for here?"
The Mediterranean Director, dressed in a formal suit, stood with Fujino at the main entrance of the Rustboro Academy.
In just one year, Fujino went from Little Fatty to a medium-sized chubby boy, and successfully advanced to the intermediate class at the Rustboro Academy.
However, he did not choose to become a Pokémon Trainer, knowing that he had no talent for battle.
As for fertility studies... he himself has quite a big appetite, does that count?
In contrast, he was more interested in research-based studies.
So in the end, I chose to take the intermediate-level Pokémon Research course.
I hope to go to Celadon University in Kanto for further studies after graduating from the Rustboro Academy, just like Professor Oak.
"The day after tomorrow is the exchange meeting between the Jubilife Academy in the Sinnoh Region and our Academy. Professor Rowan from the Sinnoh Region will also be there."
So, Professor Birch from our Hoenn is coming to the Academy too. You better behave yourself and try to make a good impression on him.
You might have a chance to fill the role when they need an assistant.
"Huh? Professor Birch?"
Fujino didn't immediately realize whether the Professor Birch his uncle was talking about was the same person he was thinking of.
"Why hasn't Professor Birch arrived yet? He should be here by now."
Just as the Mediterranean Director was about to check the time, a shuttle bus pulled up in front of the Rustboro Academy.
"Is this the Rustboro Academy?"
Professor Birch coat and carrying a briefcase, got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the Rustboro Academy.
After seeing Professor Birch get out of the car, the Mediterranean Director rushed over.
"Doctor, we've been waiting for you!"
The Little Fatty, Fujino, was also following behind the Mediterranean Director. Upon seeing the person in front of him, he said excitedly:
"You... you... you're really Professor Birch?"
Fujino stared at the Hoenn Pokémon Professor who only appeared in newspaper articles, his eyes sparkling.
Professor Birch nodded in satisfaction. This was the normal reaction a person should have when they met him, unlike the brat who had asked him for the three Starter Pokémon Pokémon right off the bat.
"Sorry for the trouble. There was a small problem in the Safari Zone, which caused a delay, so I'm late."
"How could that be troublesome? I'll arrange your accommodation for you. The seminar is the day after tomorrow. I'll let you know about our Academy..."
Professor Birch interrupted the Mediterranean Director before he could finish speaking and asked directly:
"No need. Don't you have a student named Roy in your Academy?"
"Roy???"
The Mediterranean Director and the Little Fatty exchanged a glance.
How could a PhD from a certain region know Roy?
Is that correct?
"What, you don't know Roy? He told me before that he's a student at the Rustboro Academy."
"I... I know him. I even built a house for him."
The Little Fatty Fujino, answered first.
It turns out that Professor Birch also saw the meme of the Dusclops and remembered the boy he met by chance on the outskirts of Rustboro City.
The other party had promised him that he could research their Ghost type Pokémon.
He has now completed his work with the Safari Zone, and coincidentally, the exchange meetings between Hoenn and Sinnoh are also being held at the Rustboro Academy.
Taking this opportunity, he planned to find Roy and write a report related to Ghost type Pokémon.
"Then lead the way, I need to talk to him about something."
Mediterranean Director and Fujino led Professor Birch along the Academy's roads all the way to the back mountain of the Rustboro Academy.
The Mediterranean Director couldn't understand why the other party wanted to find Roy.
The Little Fatty Fujino was still immersed in the excitement of finally meeting the professor from the Hoenn.
When the three of them arrived at the back of the mountain, this is what they saw.
Roy and Primeape each had two ropes around their waists, dragging the Dusclops, who was sitting in a discarded tire, as they jogged slowly behind them.
Although Agatha promised to give Roy a day off after a 100-game winning streak, morning training was still essential.
Professor Birch didn't bother the other person; there's nothing wrong with young people liking to exercise.
Is this the Dusclops that's so popular on IQ?
Professor Birch recognized the Dusclops instantly when he saw it dozing on a tire.
When we last met, Roy's Duskull hadn't evolved into Dusclops yet.
Moreover, Roy seems to have grown quite a bit taller, and the muscles showing on his arms also demonstrate his strength.
After jogging three more laps around the villa, Roy sat down under the shade of a tree, panting heavily, while his Primeape beside him collapsed from exhaustion.
Only the Dusclops remained seated inside the tire, seemingly asleep with his eyes closed, as if nothing could disturb his sweet dreams.
Seeing that Roy had stopped, Professor Birch stepped forward and took out a bottle of cold water from his Spatial Bracelet and handed it to Roy.
"Roy, we meet again."
Roy glanced at Professor Birch, then reached out to take a sip of water as a greeting. He was too exhausted to speak and, panting heavily, gulped down a large mouthful of water.
A cool sensation washed over him, and Roy felt like he had come back to life. He then handed the cool water to Primeape.
Primeape, mimicking Roy, first took a big gulp of water, then poured it all over himself, instantly releasing a plume of steam from Primeape body.
Unlike Roy, who was wearing training clothes, he was wearing a full Fur Coat.
Is it really that heavy?
Looking at the panting Roy and Primeape, Professor Birch asked doubtfully, "Roy looks strong, but is he just a showpiece?"
Are young people these days really this physically weak?
Unlike them back then...
As he pondered this, Professor Birch arrived at the tire, grabbed the rope with one hand, and pulled hard... but the Dusclops on the tire didn't budge an inch.
Something's wrong! Something's not right! This feels off!
Professor Birch used both hands to pull the rope with all his might, but as before, there was no response.
????????
He refused to believe it.
He tied the rope around his waist like Roy did, and then strained with all his might, but still couldn't budge it.
The Dusclops opened its one eye and looked at the middle-aged man in front of it, wondering what the man was doing.
Professor Birch was puzzled. Although he wasn't Pokémon Professor who specialized in Ghost type -Ghost type Pokémon, he still knew a lot about Pokémon.
A typical Dusclops weighs around 75kg, while Roy's is a bit larger, let's say 100kg.
Is... is this really 100kg?
Professor Birch felt that the Dusclops on the tire was like a giant weight.
"Roy, your Dusclops seems a bit overweight?"
Overweight?
That's more than just being a little overweight...