News of Baimu's battle with Malva spread quickly.
"Does the Orre Champion have endless energy?"
"What nerve! How dare they underestimate our Champion!"
"No way, I have to see this one!"
"Forget it. Getting into Malva's restaurant isn't that easy. See? Someone's already been thrown out."
Outside Malva's Arena Restaurant, the eager crowd watched as a sharply dressed middle-aged man was forcibly escorted out.
The man protested, "This is unreasonable! Even if I bought a Tauros seat, I still paid for it! You should go after the person who sold it to me!"
"Don't worry, sir. We won't let a single one of them off."
What the smiling waiter said did nothing to reassure the customer being escorted out.
Someone in the crowd perked up.
"Can I buy his seat?"
"Me! I'll pay double!"
The crowd suddenly surged forward, everyone clamoring for the vacant seat.
The waiter said he needed to ask his superior, then went inside amid the crowd's urging.
Meanwhile.
Baimu and Malva had already taken their places in the arena.
"How about we settle this in one match?"
Hearing her call from across the field, he replied, "Actually—sure. One match it is!"
Her earlier challenge had obviously been a joke. Maybe she had something else she needed to do?
Let's finish this quickly.
He thought it with some regret.
If Malva had known what was going through his mind, she might have changed the format to three-on-three on the spot.
Finish this quickly? Where are his manners?
I'm one of the Elite Four!
Completely unaware that her strength had been slighted, Malva pulled out a Poké Ball and hurled it forward.
Pop!
Light flashed.
Blastoise entered the field with a Mega Stone on its head, eyeing Baimu as he prepared to throw his ball.
Last time, it