After training this morning, Agatha took Gengar and left, disappearing to who knows where. Roy rested under the shade of a tree by the fence on the back hill, leaning against his Primeape who was watching the Fighting type tournament.
"Boss, look! The boss's house has been demolished!"
Fujino pointed to the warehouse on the back mountain, which had become a ruin, and said to Roxanne.
Suddenly, Fujino felt a sharp pain in his ear; it turned out that Roxanne had grabbed his ear.
"Am I the boss or is Roy your leader?"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Big sister, you're the big sister!"
Fujino had planned to come and see why Roy hadn't come to class this morning, but Roxanne, as the class monitor, also came along.
Who can understand the immense psychological pressure he felt when he woke up yesterday and saw Agatha's Pressure back view?
"Boss, look, isn't that Roy under that tree?"
Seeing Roy lying against Primeape under the shade of a tree, Roxanne paused for a moment. Taking advantage of this, the Little Fatty broke free from Roxanne's hand and ran over.
Roy was resting with his eyes closed when he was suddenly awakened by the Little Fatty's bouncing footsteps. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Little Fatty's round face with a few pimples.
The Little Fatty shook his shoulders and asked anxiously:
"Boss, why didn't you come to class this morning?"
You have no idea, when you're not around, Teacher Lina catches me alone and starts hammering me!
Before, Lina would always pull his ear if he slept in class. But Roy came and started snoring in the back of the classroom every day, which also covered up his snoring. Now, he's not used to sleeping alone anymore.
Before Roy could explain, Fujino continued his Analytic:
"Could it be that you offended that woman yesterday, boss? Is that why the Academy expelled you?" No way, I'm going to tell my uncle!
When the Little Fatty Fujino and the Roxanne arrived and saw Roy's house razed to the ground, they instinctively assumed that Roy had offended Agatha.
"What are you saying? I'm right here!"
A voice that sounded very familiar to the Little Fatty came from behind him. He turned around and found that it was his uncle.
The Mediterranean Director took off his helmet, his resentment enough to feed Voldemort. He glared at Fujino and Roy lying under the tree.
He can't afford to offend Roy now, but he can at least scold the Little Fatty?
"Get to work! Look at all that fat on you! Just seeing you makes me angry."
The Mediterranean Director was seething with anger and nowhere to vent it, and just then, a big punching bag came along so he could take it out on.
"No, Uncle! I'm your most beloved nephew! You even held me when I was little! Ouch, that hurts!"
When the family appeal failed, the Mediterranean Director grabbed the Little Fatty by the ear and dragged him to the construction site, making Fujino help the Machamp move bricks, ostensibly to help the Little Fatty lose weight.
Upon entering the construction site and seeing so many people helping to build the house, Fujino realized that Roy wasn't going to be expelled at all; it turned out they were building a dormitory specifically for Roy.
It also needs to be a small villa of the same standard as the one the Academy uses to entertain guests.
He managed to stay in the Academy's villa for a day thanks to his relationship with the Mediterranean Director; its luxury was unparalleled.
Then he wondered if he could come to the villa in the back mountain to find Roy in the future, but when he thought of Roy's Ghost type Pokémon, Fujino had second thoughts.
After the Little Fatty was dragged away, Roxanne was left standing there, unsure of what to say. It Roy who spoke up, saying that he wouldn't have to go to class anymore and that Roxanne shouldn't worry.
Roxanne breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Roy simply wouldn't be returning to Class 1, rather than leaving Rustboro Academy.
However, she wouldn't be able to see Roy in class anymore. Roxanne wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to say it. It wasn't until Roy looked over that she said somewhat awkwardly:
"Roy, well... if there's nothing else, I'll... I'll be going now, I have class later."
Roy watched Roxanne's retreating figure. Didn't he remember that the afternoon was supposed to be free time?
Afternoon
Agatha brought Roy another bag of Pokéblock. The color was different from the ones he had eaten that morning, and they didn't smell as good.
Roy dared not eat as little as he had in the morning, taking only a small bite, but the feeling of fullness he had felt in the morning did not return.
Although the Pokéblock in his hand also gave him energy, the two were incomparable.
"Teacher, this Pokéblock isn't as filling as the one I had this morning."
Roy ate eight pieces in one go, but still felt they weren't as good as the small half-piece he'd had in the morning. Feeling still hungry, he went to the cafeteria and ate several bowls of ramen.
Agatha looked at her gluttonous apprentice without saying anything; Roy had just eaten the Basic Pokéblock that Bruno had sent.
She was already considering whether she should help Roy order a batch of Pokéblock that were between the top-tier and high-end levels.
This time, Agatha also brought training wristbands, ankle straps, headbands, pants... she could say she had put together a complete training set for Roy.
No child...
What are you going to do?
Roy regretted making it too easy during his morning run; he should have just lay down and pretended to be dead after he finished.
It's too late to say anything now.
Agatha has finalized Roy's training plan. This morning will be dedicated to training Roy's physical abilities, his Pokémon skill proficiency, and learning new moves.
The afternoon was for Roy to go into actual battles, coordinating with and commanding Pokémon to battle against different Pokémon Trainers.
However, she had just visited Academy's Battle Training Grounds Battle Arena, which was not suitable for Roy.
In Agatha's view, it was no different from the Baby Cup where you hit me and I hit you back; you couldn't learn anything from it at all, and she already had other plans in mind.
"You don't have Junior Trainer Qualification Certificate yet, right?"
"Yes, teacher, I plan to wait until Primeape has fully recovered and the bandages are removed before taking the test."
"Come with me to a place."
Agatha threw out a Poké Ball, which flashed red.
What emerged from the Poké Ball was... a Tropius wearing a green leaf hat.
System Scan
Pokémon: Tropius
Level: 37
Sex: Male
Ability: Chlorophyll (In Sunny Day or Drought weather, Pokémon with this Ability have their Speed stat doubled.)
Skills: Gust, Leer, Growth, Sweet Scent, Magical Leaf, Roar, Whirlwind, Wide Guard
Items carried: None
Egg Move: Headbutt, Leaf Blade
Individual Values: 13
Technical Machine /skill transfer: Tailwind
A level 37 Tropius?
Wait, when did Agatha get a Tropius?
Teacher, this one...
"A mode of transportation provided by the Rustboro Academy."
Oh? Is that so?
Roy suddenly felt his Roadster Bicycle wasn't so appealing anymore. Rustboro Academy treated Agatha exceptionally well, provided, of course, that Agatha's abilities deserved such treatment.
Then, Agatha released a level 75 Crobat.
"Fork!"
That's right!
Agatha jumped directly onto the back of the Crobat, gesturing for Roy to follow her.
So, I was going to ride this Tropius?
"Please, Tropius."
The trained Tropius was very docile. After sensing Roy on its back, it flapped its Wing Attack and took off, chasing after the Crobat.