[Grey, what the heck?!]
[First time I've ever seen a guy get one girl to teach him how to answer another girl's questions—and the best part is, one dared to ask and the other dared to answer!]
[Gym Leader Sabrina really gets it done when it matters! If I'd had a strategist like that back then, would I have made it too?]
[Give it a rest—what would a girl even want from you? You look better than Grey's model? Or are you filthy rich and can just throw money around?]
[Don't slander me—I've got a pure, sincere heart! I believe some girl will recognize my worth!]
[So you're selling dreams, huh?]
[I can't. I'm dying.]
The chat was exploding, and Grey had just received Caitlin's second voice message.
"Really? I like the first outfit a lot too! Then I'll bring these outfits over and wear them—how about that?"
You could clearly hear the excitement in Caitlin's voice.
She sounded genuinely happy.
"Of course, no problem. You look great no matter what you wear. Next time, you can try the outfit you like the most~ Of course, if you need someone to weigh in, you can ask me anytime—I'm always here~"
Grey couldn't be bothered to type anymore, so he just replied with voice input.
There were a couple of typos, but it was way faster than typing everything out.
"Mhm! Then when I go to the Kanto region next week, can you take me to some local clothing stores to look around?"
Caitlin had gotten obsessed with shopping lately.
Or rather… obsessed with that feeling of being fully validated.
Every time she heard Grey praise her, she'd be especially happy.
That sense of being acknowledged was addictive.
Especially for Caitlin—someone who'd once been trapped under the shadow of her psychic power going out of control—Grey's sincere compliments were like sunlight shining into a dark corner of her heart.
The negative emotions buried deep in her mind would quietly fade away, like morning fog meeting the rising sun.
Even though they hadn't met face-to-face, Caitlin could still feel that gentle attention through his words.
And it was exactly that feeling that she'd started applying to her psychic abilities—lately, her control had become more and more precise, and she wasn't hurting anyone anymore.
Maybe that was what "seeing someone through their words" really meant.
"Of course, no problem. If I remember right, both Saffron City and Celadon City have tons of places to shop. After I pick you up, I'll take you to Saffron City first, then Celadon City—how's that?"
Grey thought about what those two neighboring cities had in common: an insane amount of women's clothing and luxury goods.
Even if you stayed inside those shopping districts for three days and three nights, you still wouldn't finish browsing.
At the very least, Grey had once gone shopping with Green and Sabrina when he had free time—he'd nearly collapsed from exhaustion.
And that was with him being the Fighting Dojo's Gym Leader, and having aura—something most people couldn't awaken—so his physique was way stronger than the average Trainer's.
Yet even then, when he got back that night, he slept ridiculously well.
The kind of sleep where even Sabrina couldn't drag him out of bed.
[Awww, "of course, no problem~" Grey—can you stop putting on that cute voice? It's making me laugh so hard lmaoooo.]
[Recorded it. I'll play it for Gym Leader Grey sometime later.]
[Oh wow, Lt. Surge, you're so evil! Grey sends a voice message to the Governor and you're recording it?!]
[Hohoho—Lt. Surge, are you planning to use that voice clip to threaten him into battling you with Zapdos?]
[I'm recording too!]
[? Why does it feel like this stream's vibe is getting weird again?]
[? What made you think this stream was ever normal?]
[Not gonna lie, weren't we all drawn in by the unhinged tag? I remember the day the streamer went live for the first time, he almost got taken down by the mods. Oh right—Red, Blue, and Mustard were there that day too, I think.]
[I only watched that stream because Red was there, so I forced myself to sit through it. But Gym Leader Grey's strength and improvement are obvious—so I kept watching.]
[All of us are Trainers who use Fighting-type Pokémon. When fresh blood shows up, this old man can't help but want to give some pointers. But Gym Leader Grey's commands really are solid—this old man can't pick any faults, heh.]
[...!]
[No need to translate that one—we all know what it means.]
Red's classic chat message popped up, and a bunch of Trainers fluent in "Red-speak" immediately understood.
Grey, meanwhile, fell silent.
He didn't understand Red-speak at all!
Of course, it wasn't like Red was "mute" that often—he just usually didn't like talking much.
Which only made Grey look forward even more to meeting Red and Blue later.
They'd said they'd find time to come hang out at the dojo.
But Giovanni and Mewtwo had already shown up, and Red and Blue still hadn't been seen anywhere.
Ding-dong~
A notification sound snapped Grey's thoughts back to reality.
Another voice message came in.
"Okay, okay! Then I'll just follow you around when the time comes!"
Hearing that Grey had already planned everything out, Caitlin agreed immediately.
After all, she wasn't familiar with the place—she could just stick with Grey and wander around.
After that, Caitlin even sent a kaomoji.
[Sleeping Beauty: ヾ(▽)ノ]
[Dojo Annihilape: See you then.]
After Grey sent that message, Caitlin didn't reply again.
And now, he could finally do the casual chat he'd promised the viewers.
[? What's going on?]
[Holy—wild Cynthia just appeared!]
[Cynthia, you're watching streams again—go handle League stuff~ Or Lucian's gonna be working overtime again.]
[Is it possible that for Lucian, this is already totally normal? If one day Cynthia actually does her own work, Lucian might snatch it away and do it himself instead. (Trying not to laugh)]
[I know, this is…]
"Hey, hey, hey—this is a positive-energy livestream, okay? Don't say wild stuff!"
Seeing the vibe abruptly shift, Grey quickly cut the viewers off.
Memes were fine, but they couldn't take it too far!
He still wanted to keep this stream—what if it got banned?
So: positive energy!
[Positive energy, huh…]
[Did Spiritomb steal Cynthia's phone or something? Today's Cynthia feels extra negative.]
[Yeah! Where's my gentle, elegant Cynthia? She still seems like herself, but the emotion in her words feels kind of weird today!]
[I'm fine. I just don't know what flavor of ice cream I should pick.]
[Okay, now it makes sense.]
[Misunderstanding cleared—choice paralysis.]
Everyone knew Cynthia had terrible choice paralysis, so when they saw her message, they immediately relaxed.
But on Cynthia's side… the real situation was—
"Caitlin, you're not seriously going to get swept off your feet, are you?!"
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