"This is fucking outrageous!" Scott slammed the table, spittle flying.
"What is the Don George family trying to do? Boost their brand's value by humiliating a Pokémon Trainer who conquered the Battle Frontier?"
Young Master Mao glanced at his coffee table, his brow twitching. "Obviously, that's exactly what they're doing. What do you think?"
"Fuck them!" Scott's plump body radiated an imposing air. "Other people might be afraid of the Don George family, but the Yake Family isn't.
"Didn't he say Reggie wasn't worthy of challenging the Battle District? Didn't he want to draw piles of dog shit on every facility in the Battle Frontier?
"I'll find someone to sweep the Battle District, then draw Three Dishes and One Soup on their front gate!"
"What does that mean?" Tracey asked quietly.
"It means they'll never get to eat four dishes in their entire lives..." Scott said viciously.
"Then isn't the matter settled?" Gary patted Reggie beside him. "We just need a ruthless enough Pokémon Trainer to go wreck their place."
Scott rubbed his chin in thought. "True, none of those people in the Battle District are pushovers, especially Palmer. He's got genuine Champion-level strength."
"Mr. Scott, isn't your candidate sitting right in front of you?" Tracey said with an understanding smile.
"Oh, right!" Scott's eyes lit up. Wasn't the person before him a genuinely ruthless character?
Young Master Mao, in particular, was both ruthless and merciless... what a perfect candidate!
"Young Master Mao, would you consider it?" Scott rubbed his hands together as he looked at Gary.
Young Master Mao shook his head with a smile. "Strictly speaking, I shouldn't get involved. You know about my relationship with Caitlin, after all."
Scott froze. Oh, right. I forgot Caitlin was another of Young Master Mao's close female friends.
That woman was