"Hello, Friede." Johan ca to his senses and greeted him.
"You’re here to..."
Friede hadn’t expected to encounter the famous Teacher Johan directly at the school gate. After his surprise, he said:
"I’m here to apply for a teaching position."
"Teacher?"
Oh, that’s right.
Johan rembered that although Friede appeared in the "Pokémon Horizons" ani storyline.
And he was investigating events in the Paldea region, such as the "Six Heroes" and "Laqua elents."
But ultimately, Friede was still a person from Kanto.
"Yes." Friede smiled and scratched his head, "My teacher suggested I co. She has so connection with the principal."
In the ani, Friede was one of the founders of the "Rising Volt Tacklers" and also a Pokémon Professor.
And he wasn’t the type of Pokémon Professor who specialized purely in research, but a "Battle Pokémon Professor" with considerable strength and abilities.
He was like Professor Kukui—soone who had achievents in both battling and research.
His teacher Lucca was also an educator, likewise from Kanto, but moved to the Paldea region after marriage.
Friede’s teacher Lucca was also the mother of Liko, one of the protagonists of "Pokémon Horizons," a founder of the "Explorers," and the great-granddaughter of Lucius, the owner of the "Six Heroes," and Lystral.
As for the "Explorers," that was quite complicated.
In the ani storyline, it was an evil organization in the Paldea region. Initially, it wasn’t founded with evil goals, but was created by Lucius, Lystral, and Gibeon as a team to explore and investigate "Laqua Paradise."
However, later sothing happened between Lucius and Lystral, and the "Explorers" was ultimately controlled by the complex-minded Gibeon, eventually evolving into an evil organization.
The Exceed Corporation where Friede previously worked was one of the main industries of the "Explorers."
Actually, in Johan’s view, the current "Explorers" and Exceed Corporation weren’t much to worry about.
But the three people who originally founded the "Explorers"—Lucius, Lystral, and Gibeon—were quite exaggerated.
A team founded by three people.
One owned a black Rayquaza, one owned the only remaining Terapagos, and one owned a white Zygarde!
Each more outrageous than the last.
Johan pulled back his thoughts, realizing he had wandered off quite a bit, and smiled as he extended his hand to Friede.
"Then I welco such talent on behalf of the academy!"
At the sa ti, he sighed inwardly.
Our old principal really has an impressive network.
Could he be the legendary "Mr. Face"?
"Thank you!" Friede said sincerely.
He could feel the goodwill from Teacher Johan.
"Perfect, I’m also going to the faculty office. Shall we go together?" Johan invited.
"That would be great!" Friede readily agreed.
So Johan led Friede into the campus, heading toward the faculty office.
"Teacher Johan!"
"Good morning, Teacher Johan!"
"Teacher Johan, no wait, it should be Champion Johan! Hehe—"
Along the way, students who saw Johan greeted him very politely.
So were respectful, so were courteous, and naturally there were students who knew Johan better or had attended his classes and were familiar with him, who would joke around a bit.
Johan naturally smiled and nodded in acknowledgnt.
At the sa ti, he said irritably to so students who joked with him: "Marcel, in the new sester, don’t expect to save you at finals!"
Marcel, one of Johan’s students, wasn’t intimidated upon hearing this and grinned:
"Hehe, I trust you, Teacher Johan~"
Johan shook his head and laughed, cursing: "You little rascal."
With old students from the academy, there were naturally many new students as well.
They were excited to see the "legendary" Teacher Johan but didn’t dare approach and greet him since they didn’t know him.
Seeing Marcel chatting and laughing with Teacher Johan, soone couldn’t help asking.
"Classmate, is Teacher Johan really so easygoing?"
Hearing this, Marcel tilted his neck back with so pride: "Of course! Teacher Johan is very easy to talk to!"
The current Johan wasn’t just the poster boy of their Kanaz Pokémon Academy, but also the poster boy of their Hoenn League.
Any person from Hoenn, or student of Kanaz Pokémon Academy, felt proud when ntioning Teacher Johan.
"Then can we register for Teacher Johan’s classes?"
Hearing this, Marcel’s raised neck lowered a bit, his expression sowhat unnatural, but he quickly controlled and recovered, saying:
"Register! You must register! Teacher Johan’s classes aren’t sothing everyone can get into—you have to fight for them!"
"Right, right!"
Several new students imdiately realized the importance of this matter and decided to hurry and register.
Watching their hurried departing figures, Marcel cast a sowhat "pitying" look.
Poor kids, don’t bla your senior.
If I got rained on, others shouldn’t hold umbrellas either!
Friede followed Johan all the way, watching his attitude toward students and the students’ attitude toward him, and couldn’t help sighing inwardly.
Teacher Johan really was an approachable, gentle, and kind good teacher.
As a teacher, being able to "get along" with students like this—such a teacher definitely wouldn’t be bad.
"Pika..." On Friede’s shoulder, Pikachu wearing a captain’s hat suddenly felt soone patting its back.
Looking back.
It saw a smiling, very "kind" Gengar.
"Pika?" Pikachu looked puzzled.
What’s up?
"Ka-kaah~"
Gengar grinned and pointed at the captain’s hat on Pikachu’s head, looking sowhat curious.
Let wear it?
"Pika..."
Pikachu touched its hat, its expression and eyes sowhat hesitant.
But considering this was a new school, and Gengar was the first Pokémon to greet it...
After brief hesitation, Friede’s Pikachu took off its hat and handed it to Gengar.
"Ka-kaah!"
Gengar imdiately showed a mischievous smile, "revealing" its true nature, then happily put the captain’s hat on its own head.
Seeing this appearance, Friede’s Pikachu’s heart suddenly sank.
For so reason, it felt like trouble was coming!
A hat suitable for Pikachu’s head—how could it possibly fit a chubby Pokémon like Gengar?
Moreover.
Gengar’s head was full of spikes.
"Gengar!"
Fortunately, Johan noticed this scene and imdiately called out: "Don’t fool around, give it back!"
"Ka-kaah..."
Hearing Johan’s words, Gengar shrank its head, stuck out its tongue, returned the hat to Pikachu, then dove into Johan’s shadow in a diving-like motion.
"Pika~"
With the hat back in its hands, Pikachu sighed with so relief, feeling like its anxious heart had settled.
Seeing this but not understanding why, Friede said:
"It’s fine, Teacher Johan. It’s just a hat. Letting Gengar wear it is no problem. Don’t make Gengar unhappy."
Johan shook his head.
"Gengar won’t get angry over this."
He didn’t want to explain, but after thinking about it, he patted Friede’s shoulder and said to him and Pikachu:
"Anyway, you should be careful."
Friede, his Pikachu, and Pikachu’s hat had all been "marked" by Gengar.
Gengar wouldn’t go so far as to forcibly steal, nor would it do anything truly outrageous.
But...
Being marked by Gengar, such a mischievous little fatty, definitely wasn’t a good thing.
Like suddenly waking up at night to see a Gengar at the bedside playing with your hat, cough cough...
"Be... be careful?" Friede was stunned.
"Pika?"
Pikachu clutched its hat tighter, suddenly feeling its anxious heart hanging even higher.
Arriving at the faculty office.
The teachers inside were all very busy. The start of the sester was undoubtedly the busiest ti for the academy.
However, Principal Martin was clearly not among them.
Because he was busy "taking care of" a little "ancestor."
In the busy office, Principal Martin was crouched in front of an eight or nine-year-old little girl with a face full of smiles, holding toys in one hand and snacks in the other, asking if she needed anything else.
Seeing this scene, not just Friede, but even Johan’s expression felt strange.
No choice.
The youngest Elite Four mber in history—a nine-year-old Elite Four mber!
Moreover, it was the first day of school for this nine-year-old Elite Four mber, and she wasn’t enrolling in elentary school, but in Kanaz Pokémon Academy, which could be considered a "higher education institution."
If they really made her unhappy, the entire academy probably wouldn’t have many people who could handle it.
Johan counted as one, Johan’s student Steven counted as one, and then there was no one else.
Faced with this situation, Principal Martin couldn’t help but be careful.
However, next to the girl sat soone with crossed legs, looking cool and androgynous.
It was clearly another Elite Four mber of the Paldea League, Rika!
She had one hand in her hair, looking helpless as she said: "Principal Martin, you don’t need to do this. Poppy is just young in age; it doesn’t an she’s unreasonable. If she wants sothing, she’ll tell you herself."
"Are you sure?"
Principal Martin looked at Poppy, who was eating a lollipop and playing with a rattle, with complete disbelief.
"You don’t trust Poppy?" Poppy’s expression beca serious as she looked at Principal Martin.
This look made Principal Martin break out in a sweat.
Was this a real question or a joke?
What if she had a tantrum? Could Rika handle it?
Would his faculty office just disappear?
Seeing that she had scared Principal Martin, Poppy imdiately laughed and said to Rika: "Rika, this person is kind of silly."
Principal Martin: "..."
So was this nine-year-old Elite Four mber truly precocious, or did she have a strange personality?
If she was just ntally mature, why wouldn’t Orange Academy dare to accept her?
Teacher Johan, please co quickly, save —Principal Martin cried in his heart.
And the person he was calling for had actually already arrived at the door.
Seeing Principal Martin being "toyed with" by Poppy, Johan silently shook his head.
Poppy was indeed only eight or nine years old, but if you simply treated her as a nine-year-old child, that would be a big mistake.
Otherwise, soone like Nemona wouldn’t have made Poppy an Elite Four mber.
But it also couldn’t be denied that no matter how mature Poppy’s ntality was, or how strong her abilities, she was ultimately under ten years old and might sotis throw childish tantrums.
"Ahem."
Johan cleared his throat lightly.
The three people’s gazes turned toward him.
Principal Martin felt like he’d been granted amnesty and quickly walked to Johan’s side in a few steps, saying hurriedly: "Teacher Johan, I’ll leave this to you. I still have many things to handle, so I’ll go get busy..."
After speaking, he prepared to leave but was stopped by Johan.
"Principal Martin, there’s also a new teacher here, Teacher Friede." Johan stepped aside and said.
Hearing this, Principal Martin slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot."
Then he said: "Teacher Friede, please co with to the principal’s office first."
"Alright." Friede glanced at Johan, Poppy, and Rika before following the hurried Principal Martin.
After all, it was indeed the start of school, and Principal Martin’s ti was quite tight as the head of faculty affairs.
As for communicating more with Teacher Johan... they would be teachers at the sa school anyway, so there would be plenty of opportunities.
After the two left.
Poppy and Rika also obediently got down from their respective chairs and looked at him.
Johan smiled slightly and beckoned to them both: "Co on, I’ll show you around our academy. Let’s not disturb the other teachers’ work here."
"Oh!" Poppy beca very well-behaved when facing Johan.
Then the three of them toured around the academy.
"Gengar, restrain yourself!" Johan said irritably to Gengar.
Gengar pointed at the Sunflora in the bushes over there, with uncontrollable drool almost sliding down from the corner of its mouth.
Haven’t seen them in so long, let go say hello~
Johan didn’t listen to its excuses.
Say hello?
You think I didn’t see that those Sunflora’s seeds have grown another batch, right?
It had been away for a while, and these Sunflora had grown another batch of seeds. Don’t just strip them all bare.
With Gengar’s departure, the Sunflora all sighed in relief.
Forbidden by Johan, Gengar drooped its ears and floated behind him, not forgetting to wave goodbye to the Sunflora.
"Ka-kaah~"
I’ll co collect next ti~
Sunflora: d(д)
At the sa ti, Rika briefly explained why Nemona agreed to send Poppy to Kanaz Pokémon Academy.
Rika certainly wasn’t here to study—she was just responsible for bringing Poppy here.
Nemona’s aning was simple.
No matter how strong Poppy was or how mature her ntality, she was still too young and should still receive proper education.
At least.
She should experience the academy atmosphere.
As for why she wasn’t sent to Orange Academy.
Because Orange Academy didn’t dare accept her.
Their concerns weren’t much different from Principal Martin’s.
Moreover, Orange Academy had complicated student relationships with various clubs and organizations. It would be easy to really anger Poppy, and that wouldn’t be sothing a few words could calm down.
So Nemona contacted the principal of Kanaz Pokémon Academy.
The old principal naturally said: Co! Welco!
Thus.
This youngest Elite Four mber enrolled at Kanaz Pokémon Academy, becoming the youngest student in the academy’s history and also the strongest student upon enrollnt.
"The old principal really is..." Johan rarely truly admired soone.
Boss Giovanni counted as one, and this old principal... also counted as one.
Throwing such a big "trouble" at him.
How should Poppy be handled?
He could only make Steven suffer a bit more.
As fellow trainers enthusiastic about Steel-type Pokémon, having Steven as a senior guide Poppy shouldn’t be a problem, right?
However, for the first few days of enrollnt...
"Since that’s the case, Poppy, you can stay at my place first." Johan said.
He suddenly had the feeling of... having a daughter before even getting married.
"Okay~" Poppy responded obediently, not showing much shyness, or rather Johan gave her a good feeling, so she didn’t feel strange.
But even so, Rika would stay in Kanaz City for a while to help Poppy through the adjustnt period.
"Teacher Johan, I want to learn ga Evolution." Poppy expressed her request.
"ga Evolution?" Johan was stunned.
"Do you have a ga Stone and Keystone?"
Poppy showed a sweet smile, blinking as she said: "Before you ca, Teacher Johan, I t senior, and he gave this!"
As she spoke, Poppy took out a ga Stone and a Keystone.
And this was a... Steelix ga Stone!
Senior, Steelix ga Stone...
As expected of you, Steven!
The Paldea region popularized Terastallization, which Poppy had naturally mastered skillfully, but ga Evolution was another matter.
"I rember the academy has opened a new ’ga Class.’ You can apply, and if you encounter any problems, you can co find anyti." Johan said.
With the gradual popularization of ga Evolution, the demand for ga Evolution was also increasing.
After all, ga Evolution didn’t have location restrictions like Dynamax, nor did it need charging like Terastallization.
However, the higher the demand, the higher the prices of ga Stones and Keystones rose, making them unaffordable for ordinary people.
"Mm!" Poppy nodded vigorously.
"By the way."
Johan suddenly rembered sothing and smiled: "If you need battle training, you can find my ’temporary assistant.’"
"Temporary assistant?"
He looked at Rika with so aning: "That fire-playing explosive-head."
Flint should be back from escorting Leon to the airport soon. Having him serve as a "teaching assistant" wouldn’t be bad—at worst, he’d pay him a salary.
Three thousand Pokédollars would be enough.
Sure enough, after hearing the description "fire-playing explosive-head," Rika’s eyes beca sharp.
Poppy pouted and very wisely said: "I don’t want to battle that guy. Fire-type counters heavily, and besides... that guy gets too carried away in battles. I’m not Cynthia."
They had obviously watched Cynthia’s "Champion’s Road."
Afterward.
Johan took the two around to see so facilities within the academy.
Such as teaching buildings, breeding houses, battle arenas, training grounds, and so on.
Principal’s office.
"Ahaha—it’s Friede! That girl Lucca has been praising you non-stop." The old principal with purple eye circles was still enthusiastic.
"Principal."
Friede greeted him very politely, then said: "Teacher often ntions you too."
"What does she say about ?" The old principal asked very curiously.
Hearing this, Friede was montarily at a loss for words.
Small talk—don’t you understand small talk?
And what could she say about you? Friede looked at the old and new injuries on the old principal’s face, and the Spinda nearby chewing bamboo leaves...
"Cough, teacher says your health is as robust as ever."
"Hahaha—that girl Lucca really understands ." The old principal laughed with satisfaction.
"Principal, about my request..." After brief hesitation, Friede decided to bring it up himself.
Hearing this, the old principal’s expression beca serious. After asking Friede to sit down, he said slowly:
"Rising Volt Tacklers Class, is that the na?"
"That’s right."
The old principal’s fingers lightly tapped on the desk.
Seeing this, Friede’s face tightened, his brow furrowing.
Seeing his expression, the old principal imdiately smiled: "Don’t be nervous. I discussed this with your teacher long ago and already agreed to your request."
Friede, as a young person with strong abilities who was also a Pokémon Professor, was definitely rare talent.
People who could achieve sufficient accomplishnts in both training and research weren’t many.
Professor Oak counted as one, Professor Kukui (if his public identity counted) was one, Professor Sycamore counted as half.
Teacher Johan could also count as one.
Although Teacher Johan wasn’t yet a Pokémon Professor, his achievents in Pokémon psychology were unmatched in the entire Pokémon world, and becoming a Pokémon Professor was just a matter of ti.
Therefore, in the old principal’s eyes, Friede was completely a "little Johan"!
Friede’s request was actually to establish a "Rising Volt Tacklers Class"—a class that existed with "outdoor training" as its curriculum and main direction.
The appearance of such a class could greatly close the gap between "academy types" and "traveling types," and could be considered a new type of "teaching thod."
However.
As an academy, student safety always had to be the first priority.
Could Friede alone really take care of so many students?
Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—this wasn’t just about taking them out.
Moreover.
Although Friede’s strength wasn’t weak, situations where he couldn’t be everywhere at once couldn’t be ruled out.
After briefly explaining his thoughts to Friede, the old principal looked at him.
"So principal, what you an is..." Friede naturally understood these concerns, so he asked back.
"Small classes, elite training, and you also need to show what you’ve prepared. Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—I need to see everything." The old principal counted off item by item.
When it ca to students, the old principal was still very responsible.
At the sa ti, he added: "And at most one month before you have to co back."
"As for students, you need to invite them yourself. You can’t force them—you need their own agreent."
"Of course."
He, Friede, couldn’t do sothing like forcing students.
"Then that’s settled." The old principal nodded. "The academy will give you so financial support, but the rest is up to you."
"That’s enough!"
"Also..."
The old principal paused, then smiled: "This is your first ti being a teacher, right? As for how to guide students... when you have ti, you can consult Teacher Johan."
"I definitely will." Friede also smiled—this was exactly what he hoped for.
"May I boldly ask why you want to establish such a class?" The old principal asked curiously.
This wasn’t exactly an easy job.
Friede and the Pikachu on his shoulder looked at each other, then laughed heartily: "Because we want to fly higher than the sun together and see the whole world!"
"What does that... have to do with establishing a class?"
"Good things need to be shared, Principal."
Friede said seriously: "And I think I also need to pass on so of my thoughts and ideas, just like my teacher passed them to , just like Teacher Johan’s students are spread throughout the Pokémon world!"
"Good aspirations."
The old principal sighed inwardly—truly worthy of being "little Johan."
Returning to Hoenn, returning to school... after the start of the new sester, Johan’s days seed to gradually return to peace.
However, as Champion, although he had beco a hands-off boss under Steven and Glacia’s "efforts."
That didn’t an he truly didn’t need to worry about anything.
Sotis, he still had to represent the League in handling so tricky matters.
Fortunately, Groudon and Kyogre were both very well-behaved now, so it didn’t take up too much of Johan’s ti.
On this day, Johan was reading a book in a café when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"w~"
An ethereal, light call sounded near his ear.
Hearing this voice, Johan’s previously relaxed expression imdiately changed dramatically.
Oh no!
Sure enough.
As soon as this voice appeared.
Terrifying psychic power fluctuations imdiately erupted from his kitchen, and a silver-white figure wrapped in powerful psychic energy flashed over.
The next second.
In front of Johan.
wtwo, still wearing an apron that it hadn’t had ti to remove, and w, who had gained two extra pounds, both looked at him simultaneously.
Their expressions were different.
But the feeling they gave Johan was...
This was bad.
Could this be... the feeling of a Shura field?!
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