圆陆鲨想当训练家

Life at the Trainer Academy wasn't as exciting as Lu Sha had imagined.

New trainers only need to take four courses in the first half of the year.

Trainer basics, trainers and attributes, wilderness survival, basic tactical command.

As its name suggests, it is all the most basic of the basics.

The first subject teaches common sense, the second determines direction, the third protects the dog's life, and the fourth teaches how to fight.

Each course lasts three hours per week and is condensed into two days.

The rest of the time is free to arrange. You can participate in various school clubs to improve yourself, or you can take on tasks assigned by the college to earn some pocket money and points.

The next morning, at 7:30.

Golden morning light streamed into the room through the French windows. Lu Sha yawned widely, then slumped lazily on the sofa by the window, her eyes glazed over.

Until his gaze focused on the center of the living room not far away.

Caldelia had just finished washing up and was sitting on the beige sofa, elegantly lifting a pair of white stockings that shimmered slightly.

Lu Sha, who was still a bit grumpy when she woke up, suddenly shuddered, all sleepiness gone, and her round eyes didn't even blink.

Today is not only the first day of school, but also the day to unlock limited-edition skins.

To comply with the academy's regulations, Gadriya changed into the dark blue JK uniform.

A deep cyan short skirt paired with pure white stockings that gradually cover her long, slender legs with each movement—this is definitely a special attack move called "youth"!

Although he often used these legs as pillows to roll around on, Lu Sha still felt a strange sense of satisfaction as he watched his originally fair skin being covered inch by inch by the silk fabric.

"Lu Sha, it's time to have breakfast. Today's first lesson is 'Trainers and Types'."

Whether intentional or not, Cattleya's dressing process was unusually long today.

She took five minutes to slowly and methodically put on those simple socks, until every wrinkle was smoothed out before she was completely dressed.

"Click! (Let's go! Let's try the food in the school cafeteria!)"

Lu Sha chuckled, his short legs moving swiftly, and he dashed to Cattleya's feet, leaping gracefully into the air.

The next second, a gentle mental force, like an invisible hand, steadily supported his body.

As Lu Sha grew larger, although Cattleya could still carry him, it became quite difficult to maintain that carrying posture while walking.

As a result, using telekinesis for transportation became the norm.

It also increases Lu Sha's proficiency in telekinesis, and Lu Sha doesn't have to walk, so it's a win-win situation.

Cattleya used her telekinesis to embrace Lu Sha, then looked down at him with a knowing smile.

Before leaving, her gaze swept over the coat rack in the entryway, where a chief beret, a symbol of status, hung.

The girl hesitated for only a moment before reaching out and taking off her hat.

Instead of wearing it on her own head, she gently placed the large hat over Lu Sha's slippery shark head.

She didn't care about being a chief or not; she didn't care about those empty titles.

As long as Lu Sha understands that she is the most powerful one, that's enough.

After making this small gesture, Cattleya pushed open the door and went out.

Outside the dormitory is a spacious 30-story common lounge.

The door lock clicked softly, and three probing gazes immediately fell upon them.

At the communal dining table, the three members of the Plantina trio and their Pokémon are enjoying a cozy breakfast.

Their partners are all from the region's top three, a standard and classic academic setup.

With a cool and aloof expression, Gadriya did not linger. She merely glanced at the elevator before walking straight toward the open doors.

As the metal door slowly closed, isolating that aloof figure, the air in the lounge seemed to begin to flow again.

"Wow! That's a really strong presence."

Pal didn't dare to mutter a complaint in a low voice until she saw the elevator floor numbers start changing:

"Getting close to her is absolutely terrifying; she seems ten times more difficult to deal with than Cynthia."

"What's wrong? Where's your usual enthusiasm?"

Diamond, who was feeding the baby tortoises, looked up and slowly quipped:

Why didn't you just rush up and shout "Let's fight!"?

"Huh? I'm passionate, not stupid!"

Pal shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact:

"I haven't even beaten Cynthia yet, so I'm not going to challenge her now! One step at a time!"

Don't boost others' morale and diminish your own!

Sitting in the middle, Prantina waved her pink fist, her face full of dissatisfaction:

"Just you wait, my Piplup has recently trained on a secret weapon specifically designed to counter Gible. At the next monthly assessment, I'll take them all down!"

"Squeak!"

Before he finished speaking, the door to dormitory room 02 opened with a click.

Wearing the same JK uniform, but exuding a friendly, girl-next-door vibe, Cynthia walked out of the room.

Good morning, everyone!

Looking at the three people at the dining table, Cynthia waved with a smile.

"morning!"

Prandina instinctively raised her hand to return the greeting, but then, as if recalling the humiliating history of her past defeat, her hand froze in mid-air, and she angrily lowered it, turning her head away haughtily to look at the ceiling.

"Good morning, Cynthia! I'll challenge you again next time I'm stronger!"

Pal is a typical person who doesn't learn from mistakes, and immediately extended a passionate invitation.

"Sure, I'm ready anytime."

Cynthia smiled gently, her gaze sweeping over the elevator display as it approached the first floor, a hint of surprise in her eyes:

"Did Cattleya just leave too?"

"Yeah, they're probably going to the cafeteria. Do you want to come with us? Diamond's sandwiches are amazing!" Pal enthusiastically recommended.

"Hmph, that woman!"

Plantina, hands on her hips, couldn't help but mutter, "She's always hugging that Gible, never leaving its side, like it's her true form. Even if she's trying to build a bond, isn't this a bit too deliberate?"

She doesn't like either of them!

But compared to the enigmatic and aloof Cattleya, Plantina is more accepting of Cynthia emotionally.

After all, who would like a pampered young lady who always has a stern face and looks down on everyone else?

snort!

May this kind of person never make any friends in their lifetime!

Was it intentional?

Upon hearing this, Cynthia gazed thoughtfully out the window, a beautiful smile curving her lips.

"Perhaps only those who are so pure that they are almost obsessive can build a bond with Pokémon that is unique to them."

After saying that, she waved to Pal, politely declining the breakfast invitation:

"Thanks! Now that the elevator's here, I'll just grab something to eat at the cafeteria. See you in the classroom, everyone!"

The young woman stepped lightly into the elevator, and as the doors closed, a faint fragrance lingered in the room.

"Tch! What is that?"

Prantina pursed her lips, forked a piece of sausage, and said, "She seems easy to talk to, but deep down she's probably just like that Cattleya—an oddball who doesn't fit in."

"No, right?" Pal scratched his head, looking blank. "I think Cynthia is a really nice person, gentle and always smiling."

"Ha, how naive."

Prantina glanced at him with disdain. "A simple-minded person like you will eventually be tricked into giving away your Pokémon by those bad women, and in the end, you'll be foolishly counting money for them and smiling obsequiously."

"Haha, probably not."

Pargan chuckled twice. Although he verbally refuted it, his sixth sense told him that it might be true.

Fortunately, he only enjoys Pokémon battles.

What are women? They only hinder his command speed!