Giovanni had probably become the Indigo League's official fall guy. Every day, he was either taking the blame or on his way to taking the blame. Still, this had something to do with Team Rocket's activity. After all, in the present-day Indigo League, those once-infamous criminal organizations had all fallen beneath the League's iron fist.
Only Team Rocket remained active, stirring up trouble from time to time. Yet despite its repeated operations, the League could only catch small fry, without capturing a single executive. No wonder Elite Four member Lance had brought Giovanni over so casually today.
If Giovanni's identity were exposed, Heath felt that Lance, an Elite Four member, would immediately send out all his Pokémon and pin Mr. Giovanni to the ground. Considering Ash's age, though, Heath felt that day was not too far off. After all, by the time Ash set out on his journey, Giovanni's identity had already been exposed.
But even after Giovanni was exposed, the League did not seem to have arrested him very quickly. Heath felt there might have been some concerns behind how things had turned out.
"Hello, here are your milk teas and pork trotters." Heath handed the prepared milk teas and pork trotters to the two schoolgirls in front of him. After taking their money, he glanced at his phone. It was about time, and Heath felt he could pretty much close up.
Although he could sell all the remaining food if he stayed open, Heath still intended to close first. After all, there was not much left, and he felt there was no need to spend the time.
"Trainer!" Zorua suddenly sprang onto Heath's head, making it pitch forward. He felt that Zorua seemed to have put on some weight lately.
"What is it?" Heath reached up helplessly and