The records room was a place for looking up competitors' information, allowing competitors or coaching teams to devise battle plans.
At a computer, Young Master Mao stared at the person on the screen with a cold sneer.
Yoshiki-a quarterfinalist at the Johto League's Silver Conference, a veteran trainer specializing in Rock and Ground types. The opponent who had once sent him slinking out of the Indigo League in disgrace!
Three heads quietly peeked out from beside a computer desk in the corner.
"Do you think Young Master Mao has gone nuts...?" Ash asked cautiously.
"Not sure, but I get the feeling this Yoshiki must owe Gary a lot of money..." Brock nodded as though he had it all figured out.
"But I think it could also be love turning to hate?" Misty raised an eyebrow.
Ash and Brock rolled their eyes together. They had told her to stop reading boys' love fiction...
"You three, couldn't you at least whisper behind my back?" Gary turned his head, speechless.
"Hahaha... you caught us..." Ash scratched his head and crawled out from the bottom of their human stack.
"So, Gary, are you confident about the fourth round?" Brock asked curiously.
"This isn't a question of whether there's a problem~" Gary shook his head, his gaze icy. "I'll give it everything I've got and take him down~"
"Yikes~ Looks like this guy must have offended Gary." Ash sucked in a cold breath.
It had been quite a while since they had seen Young Master Mao radiating such murderous intent.
"Speaking of which, how's your research on your own opponent going? You still have time to come watch me?" Gary asked with a frown.
"Ugh~" Brock and Misty sighed in unison.
"Hehe, I don't need to bother with all that. I just improvise on the