Thirty million League Coins was an astronomical sum even for Heath as he was now. After all, this was thirty million League Coins, not thirty million Zimbabwean dollars. Countless people in the Pokémon League could never earn that much in their entire lives, yet it had actually sold. And behind Heath stood someone feeling dejected because he couldn't buy it. Sometimes, the gap between one person and another really was greater than the gap between a person and a dog.
No, some people might not even spend as much on food in a month as someone else's pet dog ate in a day.
"Yes, sir, I'm terribly sorry, but the Champion-tier Pokédex is only sold once in each League region." The staff member explained this to the man before him with great enthusiasm, treating him far more warmly than Heath had been treated earlier. Heath didn't mind, though. After all, this was someone willing to shell out thirty million League Coins, so it wasn't surprising that he received such treatment.
"That's such a shame. I'd been thinking of buying it for my daughter to play around with." The man walked out dejectedly, then got into a luxury car and left. Heath glanced at him without giving it much thought. After all, everyone had their own lives, and the man wasn't anyone Heath knew. Still, Heath had rather hoped for some melodramatic turn of events, like a rich kid popping up and declaring that he had bought the Champion-tier one, leading the two of them into a fight over it before everyone finally welcomed the Dragon King or something. That would have been pretty interesting, but the man simply left without any fuss.
Heath left the bookstore with his Pokédex and Sprigatito figurine. Because of the time spent queuing earlier, it