Once someone became famous, the world seemed to shrink.
At least, Baimu had never expected Tetsuya to know him—or to have a younger sister who was a fan of his.
"Let's... talk somewhere else first."
Noticing the looks coming their way, he turned and led Tetsuya out of the Pokémon Center lobby. As they left, Rotom's voice rang in his ears.
"Take care, Roto~"
Outside.
Thanks to Poppy's presence, no one noticed the two of them.
Baimu took a notebook from his pocket, signed his name, tore out the page, and handed it over. "Will this do?"
"Thank you so much!"
Tetsuya happily accepted the note. "Oh! If I could also get a photo with you and Mawile..."
He took out his phone, looking embarrassed. This was probably his first time doing anything like chasing an idol, but for his sister's sake, he pushed through his embarrassment and made the request with some trepidation.
"Sure, but I need a favor from you too."
Baimu glanced toward Poppy.
The Elite Four were far too popular. Even if he rushed over now, he probably wouldn't get a chance to battle her. He might as well settle for a battle with Tetsuya, a former Conference winner.
After all, he had already chosen the Pokémon for tomorrow's battle. He only needed to pick the three strongest from those remaining.
Having gotten his answer, Tetsuya agreed without hesitation. "A favor? If it's something I can do, just say the word!"
"Don't worry. I'd just like to battle you. You won the Regional League Conference a few years ago, right? I've always wanted to face someone as strong as you."
Baimu spoke softly.
Tetsuya paused at the request, then scratched his head sheepishly. "A battle? Of course! But I don't deserve to be called a Champion.