Guys i think mixed up mc's name with another mc, right now I'm too tired and i need to sleep so i hope u guys can over look it.
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Outside the house, Yuko lay collapsed on the ground, her eyes rolled back as she remained unconscious, having fainted from sheer terror.
Beside her, Gengar floated in midair, looking clearly dissatisfied. It seemed the ghost Pokémon felt that the "game" had ended far too soon.
Well—
The naughty child had already received enough punishment. Justice had been served, and today was still a beautiful, sunny day.
"It's time to go, Gengar," Ren said calmly.
After calling his Pokémon back, Ren turned and left.
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Once Ren was gone, Erika stepped out of the house as well. Her gaze fell on Yuko, still unconscious on the ground, and a deep look of disgust crossed her face.
"Amu," Erika said coldly. "Take Yuko away. She is not allowed to leave this house without my permission. And find out who gave her that Exeggutor."
This was the first time Amu had ever seen Erika this furious. She didn't dare hesitate for even a second.
"Yes, Miss!!!"
With the Team Rocket incident resolved, it was finally time to clean out the parasites hiding within the family.
A chilling light flickered in Erika's eyes.
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Late at night, Ren sat quietly in his house, waiting.
"Ding-a-ling… ding-a-ling…"
The landline phone rang.
Ren didn't move.
After the phone rang several more times, confirming the signal, Ren took a deep breath and opened the door.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
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At the agreed meeting point, Erika had already been waiting for some time.
Tonight, she had changed out of her usual attire and was wearing comfortable sportswear instead. The outfit made her look younger, more energetic, and unexpectedly striking.
For a moment, Ren was slightly distracted.
Seeing Erika dressed like this made her feel closer—more real.
Maybe it was because Ren wasn't used to interacting with "noble ladies." Even though Erika was gentle and approachable when wearing her kimono, her status as a wealthy heiress had always created a sense of distance.
It wasn't inferiority.
On the contrary—Ren looked down on the concept of "noble ladies."
It wasn't that he disliked Erika herself. He simply disliked the identity forced upon her by an outdated system.
Times had changed.
This was no longer an era where family status defined everything. Regions like Unova had already stepped fully into modern society, with towering skyscrapers and rapidly advancing technology.
Meanwhile, Kanto, stubborn and resistant to change, was slowly being left behind—despite being the birthplace of the Pokémon League.
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Erika noticed the subtle shift in Ren's attitude.
If there had still been a hint of distance between them before, now they could be considered—
Close friends.
Maybe I should wear clothes more suitable for my age in the future… Erika thought quietly.
"Erika, let's go," Ren called, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Ah—okay!"
With a faint blush, Erika hurried forward and quickly caught up to Ren, who had already walked ahead.
After calming herself, Erika began explaining the mission.
"The Team Rocket base in Celadon City is located in the Celadon Game Corner. Our objective tonight is to destroy their hideout."
"The Game Corner?" Ren wasn't surprised. He remembered seeing Jessie, James, and Meowth there before.
"Team Rocket really is crafty. They actually built their base there."
"There?" Erika looked at him in confusion. "It's not under the Game Corner—it's on the top floor. Why do you think it's underground?"
"I guessed," Ren replied awkwardly.
It seemed that memories from a previous life couldn't always be trusted.
This was the real world—not a game.
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It was midnight.
Most people had already fallen asleep after a long day, but for others, the night had only just begun.
The Celadon Game Corner was brilliantly lit, overflowing with noise, color, and an unmistakable aura of corruption.
Before entering, Ren asked a question he cared about deeply:
"What if innocent people get hurt when we clash with Team Rocket?"
Once a battle broke out inside the Game Corner, there would be no way to protect everyone.
Erika's voice turned icy.
"For the future of Celadon City, some sacrifices are unavoidable."
She wasn't naive. This operation had been planned for a long time, and she wouldn't let it fail because of hesitation.
Ren stretched lazily and smiled.
"Good. Then I don't need to hold back tonight."
"Let's go, Erika."
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The moment they stepped into the Game Corner, an overwhelming atmosphere of indulgent joy washed over them.
It was obvious that the entire place had been carefully designed by Team Rocket—only happy customers would keep pouring money into their pockets.
"Hello, do you need any assistance?"
A waiter approached respectfully.
Without a word, Ren casually tossed a prepared VIP card over.
"Take us upstairs."
The waiter checked the card several times, his expression changing immediately.
"Yes, honored guest. Please follow me."
Watching the waiter's overly respectful attitude, Ren sighed inwardly.
Money really was magic.
It felt great to wield such power—
Too bad the money wasn't his. It was borrowed from Erika.
What a pity.
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Inside the Game Corner, Erika followed Ren closely, staying silent like a small shadow behind him.
Her identity was far too sensitive. Even in different clothes, there was still a chance someone might recognize her.
To avoid alerting Team Rocket, she had no choice but to keep her head down.
Step by step, she followed Ren, looking as if she wanted to bury herself into the floor.
The sixth floor of the Game Corner was reserved exclusively for VIPs.
Luxury didn't even begin to describe it.
When Ren stepped inside and saw the magnificently decorated hall, he froze on the spot.
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