Knock, knock, knock...
After a few brief knocks, the elderly, kindly innkeeper said, "Professor, Nurse Joy is downstairs," then headed down at a leisurely pace... Green Grass Town was small, with only a little over a hundred households, so practically everyone knew that a major figure in the research world would be setting up his own research institute here.
Naturally, this was wonderful news for them. First, it would likely attract plenty of new residents, and the League might also establish a new Police Station in town, providing new jobs. For sparsely populated Green Grass Town, it was nothing short of a shot in the arm.
The down-to-earth residents were therefore very friendly toward Dian, which pleased him greatly. After all, he was no masochist who enjoyed being looked down on and dismissed.
Dian put away the Poké Ball he had polished until it gleamed, then turned and went downstairs. There, he saw Mewa, brimming with youthful energy, and behind her, two poachers who looked as though their fathers had just died. Serperior's enormous body coiled around them, ensuring they had to think twice even before blinking.
"Nurse Joy, take this little sister I picked up to the Trainer School first." Dian pointed at the two poachers. "I'll deal with these two."
"I'm not some cheap pickup!" Hearing those words, Mewa immediately puffed out her cheeks in displeasure... How could he call his little sister cheap!
"Then how much do you cost?" Dian replied offhandedly, before offering her a hint. "Xiao Meier, the Trainer School is a very interesting place."
That Zorua and Zoroark seemed to have some unusual views on romance. If they took a liking to Mewa, that would be wonderful. After all, no matter how confident Dian was, he did not think he could live his way