The first day of the quarterfinals drew to a close.
Gary took Bea with him to bring Maylene back to her dorm before returning to his own lounge.
The girl was exhausted. Perhaps she had always been exhausted; she slept unusually soundly this time.
Perhaps having someone who gave her confidence, knowing she now had a master to back her up, had finally let her relax.
"Mmm~ I'm not asleep. I can still eat..." Maylene's sleepy mumbling was exceptionally adorable.
It was still early, so Bea followed Gary back to his room to listen to Young Master Mao's teachings.
"There really wasn't anything particularly worth reviewing." Holding his insulated mug, Young Master Mao went through Bea's battle against Maylene with her.
Togetic was holding a phone and playing Golden Spatula. The opponent seemed to be old Mustard again.
The little one's ten Heartsteel lineup nearly gave the old man a heart attack...
Eevee-chan was beating up Bea's Falinks out of boredom, taking on all six at once. One Pokémon, six times the fun...
There was even the fine excuse of helping Falinks improve their ability to take hits...
Dragonair lay coiled in a corner of the room...
As for the other members of the Fighting tournament team, Wartortle had taken them out for a night run.
"Although you specialize in Fighting types, Machamp's potential isn't limited to punching moves. If yours didn't inherit the Farmer's Three Punches, you could consider teaching moves like Flamethrower, Toxic, or Substitute," Young Master Mao explained at length.
Bea listened, her forehead covered in cold sweat. "Uh... Master, I can understand Flamethrower, but isn't Toxic a little too dirty...?"
Gary planted his hands on his hips and declared righteously, "What do you mean, dirty? That's tactical competence. A varied moveset lets you build varied tactics.