Larvitar pointed at Dian's waist. He wanted to go back to sleep.
Dian picked up the Poké Ball and returned the little guy to it.
He looked at the empty Pokéblock tin in his hand and sighed. He couldn't afford to feed him. He really couldn't.
Ding.
Just then, a message from Chinami arrived. It was brief, only two words: "Downstairs."
Dian quickly gathered his things. Not that there was much to gather—just an empty backpack. How bleak.
With Misdreavus beside him, he went down to the front desk, finished checking out under the older woman's unrelenting glare of disgust, and fled.
Whew. What a glare. Even his thick skin could barely withstand it.
Outside, he spotted Chinami by the entrance. How did he know this Officer Jenny was Chinami? One look at her expression was enough.
If it was Chinami, she would keep glancing at the people around her, resting her chin on her hand and nodding now and then.
Of course, she wasn't considering which of them looked like a criminal. She was replaying the detective drama she'd watched yesterday. She'd developed the habit so no one would notice she was slacking off.
It was the same idea as drawing eyes on your eyelids so you could sleep on the job.
"Dian! Heh-heh, Great Detective Officer Jenny has arrested the legendary hunter Aaron Liang! Ah! Do you think someone will interview me tomorrow? I'm so nervous! I can't wait! Is this what a great detective's life is like?!"
At the sight of Dian, Chinami immediately blushed. Don't get the wrong idea. It wasn't because she'd seen her sweetheart; she finally had someone to share her excitement with!
This is amazing! Yes!
Of course, Chinami wasn't excited simply because she'd caught a Pokémon Hunter. She was excited because she