In the aftermath of the battle at Mt. Moon, Team Rocket Mewtwo had looked terrible when it left.
From the perspective of an ordinary Pokémon,
it was bound to feel somewhat hurt when its Trainer abandoned it and fled in the middle of a battle.
Unless it was a life-or-death situation, where the Pokémon fought desperately to cover its Trainer's retreat—that could be considered differently.
But clearly, the situation had not been that serious, and the bond between Mewtwo and Giovanni had not been deep enough to reach that level.
What was more, from Mewtwo's point of view,
Giovanni, who had created it, should have been stronger than it.
Yet such a powerful person had actually run away when faced with an even more formidable enemy.
The impact that had on everything it had believed in was undoubtedly immense.
Tetsuya had absolute faith in Giovanni's personal charisma and eloquence.
But even Boss Giovanni would have to expend tremendous effort to persuade a "humanoid nuclear bomb" under these circumstances.
Thinking about it that way, it was perfectly normal for him to have vanished for a period of time recently.
"If we have a chance, introduce me to Cerulean City's Mewtwo. I heard you two have a pretty good relationship?"
Cynthia raised an eyebrow.
Tetsuya caught the flash of eagerness in her eyes.
He helplessly rubbed his nose.
Why did Cynthia in front of him feel like such a battle maniac?
Still, in the future, her combat capability would rank among the very best of all Champions.
Only such a style could forge an exceptionally powerful female Champion.
You could never become stronger by shutting yourself away or merely talking about strategy on paper.
"If we have a chance, it should give me that much face."
He did not object. Instead, he