After finishing his second-round match, Young Master Mao did not stay in the stands to watch the drama. Instead, he headed to the Rocket Sweethearts' stall.
"Uh... have you closed up?" Gary tilted his head and looked behind the stall.
"Executive!" the Trio cheered, running over to Gary.
"Your match was so awesome! I want to catch a Hitmonlee someday too. Please teach me!" James said excitedly.
Indeed, the powerful, stylish kicks Hitmonlee had displayed in these battles made it easy to win fans.
"Executive, that match was fantastic! You practically kicked that Brawly senseless, didn't you? Hahahaha!" Jessie added proudly.
"Meow~ My admiration for you flows like a mighty river, Executive, endless and unceasing," Meowth began flattering him with a fawning expression.
"Ahem... that's enough." Gary waved awkwardly. It was a miracle that these three were so good at sucking up and still had not been promoted.
"Well, I wanted to buy some desserts for my two students," Gary explained.
"No problem! We'll make them fresh right away!" James took out a headband, tied it around his head, and began mixing cream.
The Trio worked up a storm in the little stall, soon attracting a long line of customers.
When it came to running a stall, these three really were the ultimate workers~
After collecting his cakes, Gary also told the Trio that they could go their separate ways once the tournament here ended.
The Trio nodded gratefully. They had earned a huge amount of funding this time. Even after setting aside the executive's share, they would still have a substantial sum left.
They could build another Gundam to catch Ash's Pikachu~
Carrying cake rolls and extra-large cream puffs, Gary pushed open the lounge door.
Snap! The instant he entered, Gary froze, then quickly stepped back out and