He teased Hisuian Zorua for a while.
When Baimu saw that it was about time, he got up, picked up the insulated carrier, and headed to the vice principal's office.
Alder and the three students, including Rosa, had already arrived.
The moment they saw him, the other two students looked at him with blazing eyes, while Alder was the first to notice the insulated carrier in his hand.
"Is there a prepared Pokémon in there?"
"No, it's mine." Baimu smiled and set the carrier on the table. "You may not have seen this Pokémon before."
Alder chuckled. "Zorua are indeed rare, but it's not like I've never seen one—huh?"
He suddenly realized that the Zorua before him was different from the ones he knew.
Why was it silver-white?
A Shiny Pokémon?
Before he could study it closely, Hisuian Zorua had already been frightened by his rough, broad face and shrank deep into the carrier. "Awoo... awoo!"
It gathered its courage and let out a low bark.
Alder's expression immediately turned awkward. "Looks like I scared it."
"Hahaha."
Baimu smiled and took out three Poké Balls. "We can talk about it later. Are you all ready to make your choices?"
"Yeah!"
"I can't wait!"
The two students responded eagerly. Rosa said nothing, her face filled with curiosity and hesitation.
She seemed worried about whether she could fulfill the school's request and take good care of the Pokémon.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Light flashed.
Oshawott, Rowlet, and Cyndaquil appeared together.
Before leaving the research institute, they had already been told they would soon meet their Trainers, so none of them seemed panicked now.
Besides, they had been deliberately selected for their stable temperaments.
"Osha!"
Oshawott held its head high and chest out, gazing at the three with a proud, calm expression.
Rowlet kept