After solving Wally's problem, Young Master Mao took him back to his sister's rented home in Petalburg City.
Seeing the Poké Ball at Wally's waist, his sister Aman invited Gary inside with a complicated look in her eyes and politely entertained him.
"I'm sorry. My little brother acted willfully and caused you trouble," Aman said, lowering her head.
"Sis..." Wally opened his mouth guiltily. He knew that doing this meant going against his sister.
"You don't need to be so formal. Since I've accepted him as my student, I'll take responsibility," Young Master Mao replied with a calm nod.
"About that..." Aman looked up awkwardly. "Our Wally is too frail. I'm afraid our family can't accept letting him go to school alone."
"Mm-hmm, that's understandable." Young Master Mao smiled. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Gary Oak.
"My grandfather, Professor Oak, has some influence in all walks of life.
"As his teacher, I naturally have to take responsibility for his health.
"If you're willing, I can find better doctors to hold a consultation for Wally."
"Oak!" Aman's eyes instantly widened. "Do you mean Professor Oak, the famous senryu poet?"
Gary: "Uh... yes!"
Grandpa... now I know why Professor Rowan complains about you.
Your reputation as a senryu poet is even bigger than your reputation as a Pokémon professor now!
"Would that... really be possible?" Aman still found it a little hard to believe.
"Actually, I've observed Wally's physical condition too. This may not be pleasant to hear.
"If you keep raising him this way, he really will end up dying young." Young Master Mao sighed.
"Your concern has clouded your judgment. His frailty is congenital, isn't it? Rather than meticulous care, what he really needs is effort and exercise to build himself up.
"With some additional help from Pokémon