Pokémon: Trainers Start as Bounty Hunters.

Tetsuya pondered for a moment.

It is not impossible.

The allure of fairy items, especially the allure of charcoal with its wide range of applications, is quite tempting.

Every year, the Officers of the Hinoki town arrest countless people who have ill intentions toward the charcoal shop.

It's not unthinkable that the Rockets would plan for this.

Then he decisively chose to call the police.

Just kidding, he's a model citizen of the League.

Knowing to call the police first when in doubt is an essential skill.

"You mean you saw Team Rocket's trail in Azalea Town?"

Upon hearing Tetsuya's account of the incident, Officer Jenny's face turned serious.

"Correct."

Tetsuya nodded.

"A man, about 1.75 meters tall, with a slender build, had a small 'R' mark on the upper left corner of his shirt; he was probably a regular team member."

He further elaborated on the characteristics of the Rockets players he had seen.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, don't forget that he is, after all, someone with a photographic memory.

If he doesn't even have this much ability, then Tetsuya feels he should go home as soon as possible.

"Are the Rockets also eyeing the charcoal?"

Like Tetsuya, Officer Jenny from Hinoki Town had the same first reaction.

After all, there wasn't much left in their own home that could attract attention.

It has to be said that this is a rather sad thing.

Of course, this is also good news for Officer Jenny, who wants to capture the Rockets.

"This is number 8. I have received a report that Team Rocket has been spotted in the town. Patrol point number 2, please increase your vigilance."

Repeat: Team Rocket has been spotted in town. Patrol point 2, please increase vigilance.

She decisively picked up the communicator and notified all her relatives.

"Thank you very much for reporting this to Trainer Tetsuya. We will take preventative measures."

Officer Jenny stood up and saluted Tetsuya.

"You're too kind, it's what I should do."

Tetsuya nodded in response.

Watching Tetsuya turn and leave the police station, Officer Jenny, who had received the report, returned to her seat.

"Number 8, confirm if the message is correct."

A voice came through the communicator asking a question.

"Confirmed, the person who reported the incident is Tetsuya Tamaki from Tokiwa City, Kanto Alliance."

Ms. Officer Jenny replied in this way.

"understood."

The communicator quickly went silent.

This name alone is enough to guarantee a high probability of accuracy.

Even if it's wrong, the police station won't suffer any losses.

In any case, it has been a high-incidence period for attacks on charcoal shops recently.

Perhaps it's because summer is here, but many people want to catch a fire-type Pokémon, which has led to a surge in the demand for charcoal.

Where there is demand, there will be a market, and there will be people who are willing to risk their lives for money.

Increasing the strength of the defenses is indeed urgent.

The only difference is that the timeframe was earlier, so more resources were invested as a result.

It's not that the Officer Jenny family discriminates against people.

It's entirely because the police station has limited manpower, and Officer Jenny can't possibly deploy a large police force to protect someone just because of a report from any individual.

Tetsuya's fame and status brought him a level of attention that was unmatched by ordinary people at this time.

In particular, Officer Jenny didn't think that Jenny would use such a thing to play tricks on her.

As Tetsuya walked out of the police station, he never expected that his first stop in Hinoki Town would be the town's police station.

If this gets out, people who don't know the situation might think he's done something wrong.

"Hmm, let's visit Mr. Steel's house first."

At a fork in the road in the town, Tetsuya, after looking at the map and struggling with whether to go to the gym or the steel area first, quickly made up his mind.

The former is fine anytime, but the latter is not necessarily so.

According to his understanding, crafting a Poké Ball by hand is not something that can be done in just a few hours.

That's a time that can easily be counted in days.

In addition, there's the number of cones he has in his hand.

Tetsuya is ready to stay in Hinoki Town for a while.

Walking northwest along one of the town's few main roads, he soon saw the home of Steel, the master craftsman of handmade Poké Balls.

It was an ordinary-looking little wooden house.

Notably, wisps of black smoke continued to rise from behind the wooden house.

This is probably Mr. Steel making a Poké Ball.

Tetsuya hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should go and knock on the door.

"Big brother, are you here to see Grandpa?"

A soft, sweet voice suddenly came from the window on the side of the room.

Tetsuya turned his head and saw a very cute little girl.

Her hair was tied up on both sides with bow-like hairstyles that seemed completely out of place with her small head.

"Yes." Tetsuya nodded with a smile.

Although I don't expect much from this little guy who looks only three or four years old, I should still be nice to him.

It's because she calls him "big brother".

"Grandpa is busy. If you are a guest, please come back in the afternoon."

Hearing the little girl's words, which sounded like she was reciting a formula, Tetsuya scratched his head.

There's nothing we can do about it.

"Little troublemaker, who are you talking to?"

Just then, a deep voice rang out.

"He is such a handsome and beautiful older brother."

The little girl turned her head and replied.

"Oh?"

Steel, dressed in work clothes and sporting a head of bright silver hair, looked out the window.

"You are......"

He frowned.

"Hello, Mr. Steel, I am Tetsuya Tamaki. I'm here to..."

Tetsuya quickly introduced himself.

However, he was interrupted by steel before he could finish speaking.

“I know, both Da Mu and A Ye have mentioned you to me.”

Steel's serious expression softened as his granddaughter interacted with a stranger.

Since he was a trainer that both of my friends had mentioned, he could be considered half one of my own.

"Please come in first."

Steel called out.

He manipulated something on the wall, and the door to the house opened immediately.

"Sorry to bother you."

Zhe also said something very politely.

"Chie, I've told you so many times, don't talk to strangers unless they stay forever. Why aren't you being good?"

As they entered the room, Steel's voice, lecturing his granddaughter Chie, rang out continuously.

"But that older brother is very handsome and doesn't seem like a bad person."

The little girl, Chie, timidly tried to refute her grandfather.

Well, kids are just kids; they only describe handsome guys as pretty.

Tetsuya just found it interesting.

"You can't judge a person's character by their appearance..."

Grandpa Tie is constantly nagging and instructing his granddaughter.

"But Grandpa, you called my older brother in."

Chie tilted her little head, indicating that she did not understand the reasoning her grandfather was giving.

Steel sighed.

Well, if that's what a child thinks, let her go.

Anyway, there's no danger at home.

Unless this person wants to bear the wrath of both himself and his son.

This kind of anger is something most people can't handle.

Among the Steel Friends, there are quite a few Pokémon professors and super trainers like Professor Oak and Agatha Christie.

Not to mention that the good-for-nothing son he described was actually the chief scientist of the Shiruff Group.

The Shiruff Group will never hesitate to provide assistance to its chief scientist.

"You came here hoping I'd help you hit Poké Balls?"

Steel turned its gaze to Tetsuya.

However, his tone was not as kind as when he spoke to his granddaughter.

His unique craftsman-like demeanor made him appear somewhat rigid.

"Yes."

Tetsuya nodded obediently.

Then he took out the bag full of berries that Grandpa Pokémon had given him from his backpack.

Speaking of which, he had only just learned from the name of the Pokémon Grandpa that there was a character "冶" in his name.

It does indeed have a strong homophonic meaning.

Steel took the bag that Tetsuya handed him.

Upon opening it, his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

"This Aye..."

Steel muttered something to itself in an annoyed tone.