"Here's the contract."
Ye Chun handed over two copies. "If everything looks fine, just sign here."
He pointed to a section. "Working hours are Monday, seven in the morning to three in the afternoon. They're probably a little different from most companies."
"You generally get Saturdays and Sundays off. If you work overtime, you'll be paid double."
"We provide one meal—lunch. Do you have any other questions, Mr. Fujii?"
Dian skimmed it and, sure enough, found a line highlighted in red under liability: "The risks associated with this work have been disclosed in advance."
"No, thank you."
He quickly signed and handed it back.
The pay was higher than he had expected: 3,500 a month.
"You're welcome. If you have any HR-related questions, feel free to ask anytime."
Ye Chun smiled and extended his right hand.
"Thank you."
After thanking him again, Dian turned and walked out.
Once he stepped through the company gates, he gave the contract in his hand a strange look.
He had never imagined he would end up holding an employment contract in the Pokémon World.
"This feels kind of new."
What were company employees? Tiny cogs in society, turning according to schedules and rules, day after day, year after year.
And what were Trainers? People who lived freely, without restraints.
The two were worlds apart.
Just then, something Kisaki had said before he went out abruptly echoed in Dian's mind—
Dian, not being a Trainer would be pretty nice, too.
"Could I stay in one city forever and live an ordinary, unremarkable life?"
Dian searched his heart, but in the end, even he didn't know.
To him now, even being a Gym Leader seemed to have become ordinary.
At that moment, he thought of Gym Leader Norman, who had stayed at his Gym ever since