November 15, Saturday.
After the gym's crisis had been satisfactorily resolved, albeit in an even more troublesome way, Qingyu treated himself to a rare lie-in.
Only after Eevee had quietly finished another movie and, driven by hunger, returned to the bedroom to rub against his cheek did Qingyu finally stir awake.
Come to think of it, when he had kept a cat in his previous life, he had always thought its saliva smelled a little funky. Eevee's scent, though, made him feel at ease.
Was that actually true, or was it all in his head...
He couldn't figure it out.
After getting up, washing, and preparing food for the two little ones, Qingyu suddenly realized something very important-
He seemed to be out of work...
After the gym assessment, he had been so exhausted that he had already hung a "Closed today" sign by the entrance, so no challengers would come knocking.
So what should I do?
There doesn't seem to be anything to do today. Why not just slack off for a day?
Well, nothing for it. Phone first.
Qingyu flopped straight back onto his bed, ready to scroll through some videos in comfort.
However, just as he opened Poké TV to find something entertaining, a private message suddenly caught his attention.
[Nessa:
Teacher Yu, this afternoon is a Galar ranking match day. I'll be facing Mr. Milo at Turffield Stadium.
For this battle, I'll be changing my approach based on your advice. If you're available to watch online, could I ask you to point out any shortcomings in my performance?]
Nessa from Galar?
After receiving the message, Qingyu thought for a moment and quickly remembered what had happened.
Just last week, he had steamrolled Nessa's rain team with Breloom. She had even tracked down his livestream and sent