In a private room at the arcade, Young Master Mao sat on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table, looking at the manager before him.
"So? Your Goldenrod City arcade doesn't let people cash out before leaving?" As he spoke, Young Master Mao's head was still resting on Whitney's shoulder, as relaxed as if he had just soaked in a hot spring.
Small steel balls covered the table. Raven and Archer stood on either side, their hands behind their backs.
"Well, we really don't have that much cash available all at once." The manager wiped away his sweat and smiled apologetically. "How about taking a look at our Pokémon collection? If any catch your eye, I can authorize a ten-percent discount on the exchange."
"Hahaha~" Gary covered his forehead and laughed, then pinched Whitney's cheek and asked teasingly, "Miss Whitney, tell me, am I short on Pokémon?"
"Of course not~" Whitney leaned onto Gary's shoulder, her gaze lingering as she said, "Just say the word, Young Master Mao, and what's mine is yours~"
Young Master Mao looked at the manager. "There, you heard her~ We only want money~"
The manager's face had darkened. "You're really making this difficult for me~"
"Difficult?" Young Master Mao sat upright and abruptly flipped the table over with one hand, scattering steel balls across the floor. "Then don't fucking do it!"
Click~ Archer and Raven already had their Poké Balls in hand, expanded to full size and ready to release their Pokémon at any moment.
"Calm down, everyone~" The manager looked conflicted. "How about this? I'll take you to see the boss. If the boss agrees to pay, I'll cash you out immediately!"
Young Master Mao gave a cryptic smile. "Now that's more like it~"
The fish finally took the bait~
"Follow