The next morning, Dian woke groggy. He felt the bedding beneath him. It was cold and damp.
He had clearly broken out in a cold sweat.
He took a deep breath and was about to speak when he realized his throat was dry and sore.
A cold?
That was rare. Since coming to the Pokémon World, he had hardly ever caught a cold or run a fever.
Especially after learning the Mental Power Training Method.
"Damn it. The Unova Region has nothing going for it except a few more beautiful women. This whole place is out to get me. Nothing good has happened since I arrived."
Outside the door, a staff member waiting on duty lowered the hand he had raised to knock, then turned away as if he had heard nothing.
This absolutely could not get out. Dian was about to become the chief Pokémon Ranger. If word spread, it would be far too...
After all, Pokémon Rangers had always had a reputation in other regions for being patient, steady, and exemplary.
Especially the chief.
Damn it all.
Alone in his quarters, Dian let loose. Fuck! What the hell!
He had wanted to curse at the meeting, but then he had thought about it. In the future, he would be a big shot on equal footing with them.
He had an image to maintain.
Besides, if he called them all a bunch of bastards and then became an Elite or Champion himself, wouldn't he be insulting himself?
Imagine if the story got out later: some Elite had once called the Elites a bunch of bastards, only to come running to join them himself. So much for that.
Besides, Lorelei was an active Elite. He couldn't go lashing out at everyone and hit one of his own.
He couldn't curse