Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

[Nan Yin is also...cute.]

"puff."

No longer holding back her laughter, she let her pleasant voice fill the air. Satisfied with the response, she closed the screen and began preparing her teaching materials and belongings for the day.

Standard teaching materials, fruit trees needed for practice, and a suitable set of clothes.

A beige shawl, a fitted sweater that flatters the figure, a knee-length tulle skirt, and delicate ankle boots that accentuate the curves of the body and add to the mature charm.

Overall, despite its austere attire, it gives off an elegant and charming impression.

"Korne, I'm going to my class now. My breakfast is still in the insulated box. Remember to eat it well."

She gave detailed instructions, like an elderly mother, and spoke softly and gently.

After speaking, she tiptoed quietly towards the outside.

As she walked through the spacious corridor, facing numerous pairs of eyes and ears, she stood up straight with confidence and ease, displaying her beauty to the fullest.

As she strolled along, the girl let her mind wander, pondering the information Pipa had given her.

The secret seasoning, a magical ingredient recorded in the Book of Zhu, is said to have been brought out of the giant pit by the exploration team of District Zero, who even tried to cultivate it in the soil outside. However, there is no information about it in Padia today.

The only recorded instance is that Pokémon that eat the secret seasoning will grow to a huge size, hence the name "Master Pokémon".

The rumors about the treasure owner have long circulated in Padiyah as an urban legend.

Not only recently, someone claimed to have seen a Pokémon that was 30 meters long at Daguo Lake. Its terrifying size was almost comparable to some legendary dragons. However, since there were no specific photos and its authenticity was questionable, this Pokémon, which was suspected to be the owner of a dragon, was only given the title of "pseudo-dragon owner".

In addition, rumors circulating in recent years also include those about the Lord of the Rock Wall, the Lord of the Sky, and the Lord of the Hidden Steel.

It must be said that these kinds of Pokémon did give her a fighting spirit to win, but compared to these, the scenery and people in front of her were more important to Nan Yin.

Without any physical contact, a group of tall, precocious teenagers surrounded the slender girl with dyed hair, seemingly pressuring her with words.

Bullying within the school?

If I'm not mistaken, she should be the child named Peony.

As suspicion arose, she moved closer, and the girl seemed to find someone to lean on, stepping behind Nan Yin and gently tugging at the hem of her clothes with her fingertips.

"teacher......"

It is a prayer filled with hope.

Also, I want to apologize to everyone. I haven't been feeling well and haven't been able to adjust, so my writing hasn't been smooth and I've been struggling to write.

But don't worry, I will continue writing until the end, and I hope everyone can continue to accompany me through the entire life of this book.

love you~

Chapter 162 The Truth About Identity and the Blooming of Peonies

"......"

Looking at these tall, imposing young men, and feeling the trembling shoulders of the girl behind her, Nan Yin frowned, her sharp eyes flashing.

"What do you take this place for?"

Having lived two lifetimes, she has developed a mature mindset. She will not harshly criticize the other party, but such behavior, which is no different from bullying, should be stopped.

Students should be treated equally and with respect. Regardless of their intentions, such bullying and oppressive behavior will harm the victim's mind and body and distort the harmony between them.

The girl is not a sage who cares about the world, but temporarily serves as a teacher. She has the responsibility to correct good and evil and the courage to accept that timid title.

"Do you feel a sense of accomplishment by leading a group of students from the same hometown to bully others? Why don't you show this so-called talent in other areas?"

Simply by emphasizing the word "talent," the faint glow of violet light lingers around the eyebrows, exerting pressure.

Although she was just a not-so-tall, slender, fair-skinned figure with her arms crossed, she sent chills down the spines of everyone in her field of vision, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

Logically speaking, these hot-blooded young men should be arrogant and look down on the inexperienced female teacher in front of them. But when they are actually here and look at her, their imposing manner is like that of a wild spirit, revealing its ferocity, even more so.

"Sorry, teacher."

Not daring to stammer or defend themselves, the students who had been so domineering just moments before all lowered their heads and timidly admitted their mistakes.

However, the girl did not appreciate this gesture at all.

"The people you should apologize to are not me, but Mudan and those children who were deeply hurt before."

Nan Yin cupped the five fingers that were gently tugging at her clothes in her palm. Without saying a word, she simply held the petite girl quietly, feeling her tension gradually subside and her trembling cease.

"It's alright now, the teacher is here."

A soft whisper brushed past her ear. Looking to the side, she saw a girl slightly taller than her raising her chin and looking down at her with utmost tenderness.

Delicate features, focused expression, and caring instructions.

In a daze, even though the apologies from the young people around her were incredibly loud, all that remained in Peony's heart was that comforting voice from just now.

—The teacher is here.

"......Thanks."

A blush spread across her cheeks, then tingled her ears and neck. The girl wanted to say something, but choked up repeatedly, and could only manage this insignificant thank you.

As thoughts settled and the bell signaled the approaching class, it also interrupted our contemplation, causing us to brush past each other.

"Well then, see you in class, Peony."

Having said all that, I stepped into the classroom for the open class and wrote down today's topic. With half an hour to spare before my scheduled class, Nan Yin wasn't in a hurry to prepare the materials.

She took out the Rotom Pokédex and casually scanned the headlines, then looked through her recent chat history.

[Weather conditions change; a new typhoon is about to enter the Hoenn region; block collision occurs; minor earthquakes occur around Chimney Mountain.]

[The Yuanzhu Festival is about to begin; welcome to the Chengdu area!]

Upon seeing that there was little information about Zone Zero, Nan Yin lost interest and casually wrote down her observations after arriving in Padiya.

Just as she was losing interest, the girl remembered that she knew very little about the Fairy Queen's identity, and she could use what she had seen and known today to subtly hint at it to her.

[Cassiopeia, are you aware of the bullying phenomenon occurring at Orange Academy?]

After sending the above message, the other party's status changed from idle to typing shortly afterward, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no complete sentence in the chat box.

It was clear that the girl on the other end of the screen was quite conflicted, which is why it took her a while to give a general answer.

[I know that an incident occurred this morning near the classroom where a group of students harassed a girl who was alone. If it weren't for that mentor's help, things probably wouldn't have ended well.]

Nan Yin paused briefly on the screen, knowing full well that the words referred to her, but she never imagined that the Fairy Queen had witnessed the morning's events.

Thinking about it this way, the other party's identity is no longer a mystery. Is he one of the parties involved, or just someone who happened to be passing by and saw it?

Recalling her undisguised affection for Eevee during their previous interactions, and remembering the Eevee backpack that Mudan was carrying at the time of the incident, the girl had a vague premonition in her heart.

[So what do you think of this new Nanyin teacher?]

Taking advantage of her ignorance of the Fairy Queen's identity, Nan Yin asked again directly.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes later, the other party in the conversation finally began to type out words.

[Calm, gentle, considerate... and very beautiful.]

hum.

With a slight upturn of her lips, Nan Yin still felt quite pleased to receive praise from others, even though she had lived two lives.

Ultimately, she is still a girl in this life, and still has an innate fondness for people her own age.

Moreover, now that they've pretty much guessed the identity of the Cassiopeia, they can ask each other some questions directly through this screen.

[Cassiopeia, what methods do you think can be used to reduce bullying?]

Unlike her previous self-assessment, this time, Cassiopeia's response was very timely.

[An introverted personality, unconventional behavior, niche hobbies... these things are not inherently wrong, but when driven by emotions, they can easily become boundaries that divide groups and reasons for bullying and humiliation.]

Verbal instruction alone is unlikely to quell restless spirits or change preconceived notions. If it were me, I would probably unite the bullied students, demonstrate strength to those who consider themselves powerful, and firmly say no! Only in this way can the phenomenon of the strong bullying the weak truly disappear!

The use of several exclamations shows that even the usually mild-mannered Cassiopeia takes this issue very seriously and is quite indignant.

Resistance and defiance—sure enough, that child must be Peony.

Nan Yin believes that by virtue of her online identity, she can touch on topics that are not very convenient to discuss in real life, and isn't the Cassiopeia on the other side of the screen doing the same thing?

It is precisely because we do not know each other that we can speak freely; it is precisely because we conceal our identities that we can sincerely ask for help. This is how trust is built up under the barrier of the internet.

Jingle Bell--

The bell rang, the pages turned, she picked up the chalk, turned around to write today's lesson, and also opened and closed her pink lips to describe the key points of cultivation.

Not only Nemo, but even Pipa, who had been skipping class for a long time, sat down attentively and listened carefully to the girl's narration, occasionally writing notes in the booklet.

Without turmoil or silence, her past as a student has succinctly guided her words and humorous stories. The burdens of life have also helped her maintain her dignity and restraint.

That's what it means to be proficient and skilled.

As the two classes came to an end, Nan Yin picked up her warm cup, sipped her hot tea, and waited quietly for the students to leave.

Nemo and Pipa stepped forward together, clearly having reached a conclusion on yesterday's discussion.

“Teacher Nanyin, I’ve looked at the recent class schedule. There are no compulsory classes for today and tomorrow. We can use this time to go to the nearest area to find the treasure owner.”

He took out the map and pointed out the route. It was clear that the young man had put in a lot of effort to create this well-planned route.

The smudged dark circles under my eyes are much more pronounced than yesterday.

“I have no problem with that, but for the next trip, I would like to bring one of your students with me.”

Stepping down from the podium, Nan Yin grasped the girl's slender fingers as before, gently raising her arm, causing the girl to look flustered and blush.

"She is your junior, Peony."

Chapter 163 Hold Me Tight

"...Teacher Nanyin, I can't do it yet."

Her ears burned. Facing the girl's clear eyes, Peony subconsciously took a step back, but the strength of her fingers caught her arm, keeping her in place.

It's no wonder the girl was overly nervous; her introverted nature had made her a homebody. Rather than going out to hunt for treasure and being exposed to the sun, she preferred to lie in bed and enjoy some quiet time with her Eevee.

However, the words that followed, though gentle, overwhelmed the last shred of hope in my heart.

"I heard that recently, a girl named Fairy Queen at Orange Academy seems to be uniting the bullied students and plotting some violent incidents."

He reached out and covered Peony's temples, his slender figure causing his forehead to droop, so that his lips touched the girl's ear.

"As a teacher, while I abhor bullying, violence should never occur on campus. Don't you agree, Peony?"

Raising her eyelashes and drawing out the last syllable, the warm, moist air brushed against her earlobes, giving the girl with the highlighted hair an indescribable blush.

The overlapping of multiple coincidences made the other party's identity almost transparent. Even though she was still talking about Peony, Nan Yin had already figured out the true appearance of the Fairy Queen. Her words just now were also a metaphorical reminder.

—You don't want your identity to be exposed, do you, Cassiopeia?

"Well......"

Her body trembled, and she felt dizzy and disoriented. Just seeing the faint curve at the corner of the girl's mouth, Peony subconsciously called out.

"Nan, Nan, Teacher Nanyin!"

She opened her mouth, but quickly regained her senses, looked around, and covered her mouth.

"Pfft, alright, this is just an extracurricular invitation. No matter how much knowledge you have about nurturing, it still needs to be combined with practice. I've seen you looking at Sylveon a few times. Since you're interested, why don't you watch how I train it?"

Shedding her teasing tone, Nan Yin toned down her casual manner and spoke frankly and seriously.

She didn't do it intentionally; she just felt a surge of interest when she thought that the Cassiopeia who was so open on the internet was actually a shy and introverted girl in real life.

The search for the secret seasoning is intertwined with the mysteries of Padia, so the young girl naturally wouldn't let the opportunity slip away, nor would she mind having several friends by her side.

"......Um."

Turning her head away to hide her unease, Peony intended to muster the courage to speak, but the girl's suggestion made it impossible for her to refuse.