They had sharp red projections on their chests and backs, and their arms were shaped like tonfas. Their heads resembled the green helmets of ancient gladiators, but their faces were white, with spike-like fins on either side.
Two Gallade?!
Ash was rather surprised. Although their species had long since integrated into human society, they were not usually easy to come across.
Even in the clothing stores owned by their species, the sales staff were generally Indeedee. Supposedly, this was because their own productivity was low, so they hired other Pokémon species to handle sales.
They had long since embraced the money-grubbing capitalist lifestyle, too. Except for certain necessary occasions, they almost never appeared in public.
Yes, in this human society, humans sometimes had it even worse than Pokémon-just like Ash, who scrimped and saved to make ends meet.
Although Ash was quite taken with their species' good looks, especially Gardevoir... (Mature content warning.)
Of course, even if he wanted to, he could not just do whatever he pleased. They were a species of socialized Pokémon whose capture was strictly prohibited by law. Want to catch one? He would have to earn their approval first. Ash did not think he currently had what it took to do that. After all, their species was said to be every bit as proud as Piplup.
They seemed to be searching for something, constantly looking around and occasionally releasing pulses of Confusion to scan their surroundings. They looked quite anxious.
But that had nothing to do with Ash. He merely glanced at them a couple of times before leaving. Being lucky enough to see them was already a treat, and he dared not hope for anything more, so he headed straight home.
Just as he reached the door to his apartment and was about to