After dinner, Roy returned to his room with his two Pokémon and launched his "Squirtle emoticon pack" project.
"Squirtle, I'd like to take so pictures with you."
"Squirtle?" The Pokémon tilted its head questioningly.
What's the point of taking pictures?
After thinking for a mont, Roy took out his phone, searched for an image of Milotic—a nominee for the world-class Pokémon Beauty Contest—and showed it to Squirtle.
The Milotic in the picture radiated elegance and nobility, possessing a lady-like charm with its slender, graceful figure.
Even humans with no special connection to Pokémon could instantly recognize its beauty.
For Pokémon, the effect was even more powerful.
Even the normally aloof Riolu's eyes lit up with admiration.
Squirtle imdiately displayed a "silly blushing" expression, staring directly at the Milotic in the picture.
Roy seized the opportunity to capture this reaction, ntally filing it away as potential emoticon material.
Later, Roy asked teasingly: "What do you think? Beautiful, right?"
"Squirt, Squirtle!"
Squirtle scratched its head bashfully, resembling a young boy who'd just seen a beautiful girl.
"I want to do sothing similar with you. Take photos, make so edits, and share them online so everyone can get to know you," Roy explained earnestly.
He recalled what Principal Finn had ntioned about Squirtle's past, knowing this particular Squirtle had a strong desire to "show off" and demonstrate its uniqueness.
Unfortunately, its thought process was sowhat simple.
It was like the difference between "famous detectives" who solved countless cases—so beca Sherlock Hols or Jimmy Kudo, while others could only manage to be Genta Kojima.
Character and ability weren't the only factors determining destiny—appearance played a significant role too.
"I'm confident I can make you famous and show everyone just how special you are!"
Hearing these key words, Squirtle imdiately beca excited.
"Squirtle!?"
"Of course it's true," Roy continued, striking while the iron was hot. "After you beco famous, maybe you'll even et the Milotic from the photo! Think about it—you could star in TV shows and movies together..."
Squirtle imagined spending ti with Milotic, and its expression beca dreamy.
It raised its stubby arm enthusiastically, clenched its tiny fist, and displayed a determined expression!
"Squirtle!"
Let's do this!
Perfect.
Roy smiled with satisfaction and pulled out a pair of sunglasses he'd prepared earlier.
Ti to start with the "cool sunglasses" series of social dia Squirtle emoticons.
With Squirtle's cooperation, Roy took over 100 photos in one session, carefully selecting about 20 of the best ones. Drawing on internet knowledge from his previous life, he edited them into a proper emoticon pack.
After checking the quality, Roy nodded with satisfaction.
Pokémon emoticons were common in this world, and all were cute.
As one of the starter Pokémon, Squirtle already had many emoticons available.
However, there had never been a Squirtle as perfectly round as Roy's.
Other Squirtle emoticons might be level three on the cuteness scale, but Roy's Squirtle was at least level eight—capable of lting hearts with just one glance.
Truly impressive.
After completing the preparations, Roy was ready to upload the images.
But where to post them?
After careful consideration, Roy finally rembered his Weibo account password.
He rarely used Weibo in his previous life, as the platform lacked content that appealed to young n like himself.
Most active users on Weibo were won.
This point remained consistent even in this different world.
Scrolling through the Weibo hopage, Roy saw posts about Pokémon beauty products, Pokémon skincare, Pokémon hair conditioners, gossip about celebrity Trainers, and upcoming movies and shows...
Occasionally, major national events or tactical battle analyses appeared, but these were far less common and generated significantly less engagent than the forr topics.
The platform wasn't to Roy's personal taste, but he chose it anyway.
The reason was simple: it had many female fans.
"Geez, my troubleso charm," Roy sighed, looking at his account with 500,000 followers.
The popularity from the Nova Cup and dia coverage around Redwood had made Roy sowhat famous, leading people to discover his social dia accounts.
Most people rely recognized his na without paying special attention.
The only true fans were those who had watched the tournant and genuinely supported him.
Beyond that, there were those who followed him solely for his appearance.
Seeing that 92% of his followers were won—with 30% of them taking ti to add him to their customized lists—while only 8% were n (with just two making lists), Roy deeply understood a fundantal truth:
Male fans provided little value, and their spending power was worse than negligible.
This observation was sincere, not deceptive.
Roy examined his Weibo page. The last ti he'd posted anything was a photo of a picnic with Reece during his sophomore year of high school—it already had over a thousand comnts.
Female fans were certainly enthusiastic.
However, their enthusiasm typically faded quickly. Many celebrities rose to fa through their support, only to fall like teors shortly after.
Currently, the Nova Cup buzz hadn't yet dissipated.
But if Roy didn't manage his account well and failed to maintain engagent, it would soon beco irrelevant.
After consideration, Roy selected his favorite "Squirtle blushing" image and made his first post:
"I'm thrilled that so many of you are following and supporting ! I'll be sharing my journey as a Trainer and so helpful tips here in the future. Thank you!"
Without pausing, Roy posted a second update:
"This is my second Pokémon, Squirtle, one of the three starter Pokémon. [image] Haha, it looks quite cheerful, doesn't it? I'll train it well."
The attached picture showed Squirtle with a silly smile, limbs outstretched, captured mid-jump.
The caption read: —Your little cutie has appeared.jpg
After posting these, Roy didn't wait for fan responses.
He set down his phone and looked at Squirtle and Riolu, who were sitting side by side watching "Wooloo and Mightyena" on television.
"Ahem." He deliberately coughed twice, walked over, and turned off the TV, t by disappointed looks from both Pokémon.
"Starting tomorrow, Squirtle will officially begin training. If you want to beco special, you can't rely on photos alone—you need to grow stronger and show everyone your progress!"
"The sa goes for you, Riolu. Although the Nova Cup is over, it's rely the beginning. If we want to reach your father's level, or even surpass him, we must face many more challenges!"
"Ri!"
With this motivational speech, Riolu and Squirtle were imdiately fired up, their disappointnt about missing the rest of the TV show quickly forgotten.
Roy chuckled inwardly. Such innocent, easily-managed Pokémon.
"Now, about your next training plan..."
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