"Thanks, Rosa."
Baimu took the half-dead Hisuian Zorua back from her and looked at the Cyndaquil in her other arm. "How are you two getting along?"
Rosa looked down at Cyndaquil, and Cyndaquil looked up at her.
"Probably... pretty well?"
She answered ambiguously.
At least Cyndaquil did not dislike her. Rosa was already satisfied with that alone, but then she remembered why she had come here today.
Ah.
She had forgotten!
Rosa felt rather annoyed with herself. She had come here to learn how to battle, so Cyndaquil could evolve sooner and complete this experiment.
But after Baimu had asked her to look after Hisuian Zorua, she had tossed that matter aside.
Now that the lesson was over, she had not learned anything at all.
Seeing Rosa go from beaming brightly to hanging her head in regret, Baimu knew that, like him, this girl had a very active inner world.
His childhood experiences had taught him not to show it, while Rosa was comparatively innocent. Every joy, anger, sorrow, and worry was written all over her face.
He smiled and asked, "Would you be interested in becoming a Coordinator?"
"A... Coordinator?"
Rosa did not understand.
"It's a profession centered around displaying the beauty of Pokémon. It might suit you."
Rosa was still confused. She had no concept of what a Coordinator was.
"Have you heard of Pokémon Contests?"
"That! I've heard of those!"
Rosa's eyes lit up. As one of the world's leading economically developed regions, Unova had all kinds of competitions constantly emerging.
Pokémon Contests might have come from elsewhere, but their worldwide fame, combined with Wallace's strength, had secured them a place there.
She had seen Pokémon Contests on television more than once.
"The contestants in them are called Coordinators. If you're not especially interested in Pokémon battles,