Shaymin of the Sky (One and a Half Hour Revision)

The search for Dragonair's traces had naturally ended in failure.

However.

For Tetsuya, it had not been a complete failure.

At the dining table.

Bill, who had worked himself to the bone all day, felt somewhat disgruntled as he watched the obviously delighted Tetsuya.

"How about becoming my assistant? It would add something to your researcher résumé, too."

He said it casually.

As a genius on the verge of becoming a Pokemon Professor, Bill was indeed qualified to say that.

Naturally, Tetsuya had no idea about his "good intentions."

Without even looking up, he casually turned down the invitation. "Forget it. Working yourself to death like that is worse than spending the time figuring out how to train. You do your best."

Bill gritted his teeth, but for the moment, he could not figure out how to convince Tetsuya to suffer alongside him.

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell rang.

"Who is it? Who comes over at this hour instead of eating dinner?"

Tetsuya raised a hand and waved, and the front door automatically opened.

Psychic powers were still very convenient. You did not even need to get up for something like this—truly an essential ability for lazy people.

"What? Not welcoming me?"

Professor Rowan stood outside the door with a stern expression, Cynthia following behind him.

"Professor Rowan!"

Bill hurriedly stood and greeted him respectfully.

As a graduate of Celadon University, it was perfectly fine for him to address Professor Rowan that way.

After all, Professor Rowan and Professor Oak had frequently returned to their alma mater in recent years to give public lectures. Most graduates could be considered their students.

"Don't be so nervous. Look at Tetsuya—he has not even moved."

Professor Rowan waved for Bill to sit down, not forgetting to take a jab at Tetsuya as well.

Tetsuya was