Upon entering the treatment room, Roy found it empty except for a pink Chansey sitting alone inside.
"Good luck, good luck."
Seeing someone come to treat Pokémon, Chansey quickly got up to greet Roy, but she didn't know how to operate the equipment in the treatment room, so she could only use a pink Heal Pulse on Dragapult first.
After using Heal Pulse, Chansey asked Roy to wait for her in the treatment room while she went to call Nurse Joy.
Recalling that Nurse Joy had been watching the battle in the preparation room, Roy followed Chansey back to the players' preparation room and found that the other player was indeed watching the live battle on the big screen.
Chansey's little pink hand tapped Nurse Joy's shoulder. Nurse Joy turned around and saw that it was her Chansey.
"Chansey, what brings you here?"
Before Chansey could speak, Nurse Joy recognized Roy was following behind Chansey, as the same person she had seen in the video earlier, and exclaimed excitedly:
"You're Roy, the newcomer who just went up to fight!"
Roy nodded in agreement and said:
"It's me, Miss Nurse Joy. Could you please heal my Pokémon?"
Nurse Joy then realized that she had been so engrossed in watching the game that she had even forgotten about her job.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, I'll go heal your Pokémon right now."
After apologizing to Roy, he quickly got up and rushed back to the treatment room with Chansey.
There was actually a small screen in the treatment room where you could watch the match live, but she just felt it was much more comfortable to watch it on the big screen in the preparation room.
Nurse Joy took Dragapult's Poké Ball and placed it into a special Pokémon treatment device. After a series of operations, the green light on the device turned red, indicating that the device was working.
Would you like something to drink?
"No need, thank you."
"It's alright, don't mention it. Consider it compensation from me. But you can't report me to the Arena officials."
After saying that, Nurse Joy glanced at Roy sheepishly.
So that's where they were waiting for me.
"Then a cup of Moomoo Milk will do."
Nurse Joy breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Roy had accepted her bribe.
"Please, Chansey."
"Auspicious!"
Chansey returned to the small hut inside the treatment room.
While Roy and Nurse Joy were chatting, the Ancient Gengar from Roy's shadow appeared in front of the device used to treat Pokémon, looking at the rectangular device with curiosity.
Roy had told him before that this was a device specifically for treating Pokémon; he wondered what it would feel like to lie inside it.
"Auspicious!!!"
"Ghost~~"
Gengar, who had just returned from the cabin, was startled by the sudden appearance of Chansey. Its pink little hands waved helplessly, spilling a lot of the Moomoo Milk from the cup it was holding.
"What's wrong? Chansey! Wow! It's Gengar! Is it that big?"
Hearing Chansey's exclamation, Nurse Joy also noticed the large, purple-tattooed man who had silently appeared next to the equipment.
Nurse Joy's tone didn't betray fear, but rather the surprise of someone who had seen something extraordinary.
As Nurse Joy in the Arena, she has seen most of Pokémon, if not the entire Pokédex.
Roy's Ancient Gengar was the biggest Gengar she had ever seen, with some mysterious green tattoos on its body, making it look... cool!
Roy had no idea what kind of taste Nurse Joy had. What was so handsome about this fat guy with purple tattoos?
Upon hearing Nurse Joy say he was handsome, the Ancient Gengar raised its head, one hand resting on the medical equipment, the other hand making a V-sign under its large face, giving off an air of self-importance.
Nurse Joy mentioned that there were also two Ghost-type Trainers using Gengar in the Arena, and they often came to heal Pokémon, so Nurse Joy got to know them over time.
However, their Gengar were only about the same height as her Chansey, while Roy's Gengar was the size of two Chansey.
Are there two Ghost type Pokémon Trainer left in the Arena?
Nurse Joy nodded, but since neither of them were in the Arena today, Roy didn't see them.
While waiting for treatment, Nurse Joy couldn't help but recall the green dragon phantom that appeared beside her when Dragapult descended from the sky, which she had just seen on the screen.
Having watched countless battles in the Arena, she clearly remembered that the dragon summoned by the Dragon Rush skill was always yellow. Why was Roy's Dragapult different?
"Roy, why was the last move you used in the battle different from the Dragon Rush I've seen Dragonite and Garchomp use? Their dragon mounts were all yellow..."
Halfway through the question, Nurse Joy regretted it. She realized this might be Roy's private matter; some Pokémon Trainer specialize in training Pokémon skills. She quickly added:
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions."
Roy waved his hand to indicate that it was alright. He knew that the other party was just very interested in Pokémon battles and didn't mean any harm. He casually asked:
"Nurse Joy, you seem quite interested in Pokémon battles."
"Yes... yes? It's... it's alright."
Is there anything else?
Your eyes are practically glued to the TV screen.
"Good luck, good luck!"
Chansey, who was wiping the floor, nodded in agreement. Nurse Joy always neglected her post and always left her alone in the treatment room.
Seeing that both of them had seen through her little scheme, Nurse Joy stopped hiding it and honestly confessed:
"I really enjoy battling. It looks really cool how Pokémon Trainer calmly and confidently direct their Pokémon battles from the command post, and also..."
Nurse Joy herself probably didn't realize that her eyes were shining when she was discussing Pokémon battles.
Roy's next question hit the nail on the head.
"Then why don't you choose to become a Pokémon Trainer, Nurse Joy?"
When Roy asked her that question, Nurse Joy panicked instantly. She was fine talking about Pokémon battles and training, but when it came to actually becoming a Pokémon Trainer, her tone became hesitant and timid.
"Huh? Me? I can't... I'm a Nurse Joy, I can't be a Pokémon Trainer."
"Has anyone ever said that Nurse Joy has to become Pokémon nurse or a breeder?"
Nurse Joy was about to answer Roy, but the words caught in her throat. She thought about it and realized that no one had ever stipulated that she, as Nurse Joy, had to become a Pokémon Nurse.
However, almost all of her sisters in the Nurse Joy family chose to become Pokémon nurses, so she also followed suit without really understanding Pokémon.
Seeing that Nurse Joy remained silent, Roy continued:
"There's no such thing as 'can't' or 'can't. No one starts out as a Pokémon Trainer. Don't let your identity hold you back. Do what you love. Sometimes, what truly traps you is yourself."
Roy's words touched the Limber spot in Nurse Joy's heart.
Am I trapping myself?
Hearing Roy say this, Nurse Joy suddenly recalled that for so long, it seemed that she was the only one who had been constantly negating herself.
Does that mean she can also become a Pokémon Trainer?
Recalling the countless battles she had witnessed in the Arena, Nurse Joy switched the Pokémon Trainer on the command panel to herself, and it seemed she really could...
Nurse Joy looked at Roy with a slightly expectant gaze.
"Can... can I become a Pokémon Trainer too?"
"Of course you can. As long as you clearly define your goals and work hard towards them, I believe you will succeed one day."
Roy immediately became her mentor, understanding that the future Prosecutor Nurse Joy, needed encouragement. Even if she wasn't Prosecutor Joy, building a good relationship with Nurse Joy would definitely not do any harm.
The red light on the treatment device turned green, and Dragapult's Poké Ball was ejected from the device.
"Yes, thank you, Roy."
When she said those words, Nurse Joy seemed to feel relieved. She handed the Poké Ball to Roy words had filled her with confidence.
"Gengar, let's go!"
"Ghost~~"
The Ancient Gengar entered Roy's shadow, and before leaving, it peeked out halfway and waved to Nurse Joy.
Watching Roy's departing figure, Nurse Joy noticed that Roy was different from the two Ghost-type Trainers she knew. Every time they came to the treatment room, the temperature inside would drop by two degrees.
After saying goodbye to Nurse Joy, Roy left the Arena with Agatha.