A Trainer School was not somewhere one could visit whenever one pleased; it depended on the timing.
After all, as the honorary principal, Heiduo ought to let all the students get to know him. But a Trainer School was unlike an ordinary academic school. The students existed to raise Pokémon, and aside from half a day of academic classes, they were free to use the rest of their time as they wished.
That included leaving campus and entering the forest.
But they could not go too far, and they had to return at night.
Of course, this was a privilege only students in their third year and above could enjoy. Students below the third year—those under fourteen—had to stay obediently at school.
This was explicitly stipulated by law, both to prevent young Trainers without criminal responsibility from recklessly using Pokémon to cause trouble in the streets and to properly manage these young Trainers who wielded "dangerous weapons."
The existence of Trainer Schools did not merely mean teaching Trainers how to grow; supervision was also one of their purposes.
—The big assembly on Monday.
It was Saturday now. With two days left, Heiduo had plenty of time to prepare.
...Though there was not really anything to prepare.
Rather than standing before a crowd of students and feeling their gazes on him, Heiduo preferred wandering through the mountains and forests, seeing more natural scenery, and encountering adorable wild Pokémon and Pokémon groups.
And that was exactly what he did, mapping the forests around the Gym and the distribution of their Pokémon populations while driving away wild Pokémon that lacked the sense to stay out of his way.
"They're all Pokémon accustomed to seeing Trainers. Should we go a little deeper?" Heiduo looked up at the dappled sunlight filtering through the gaps between