I Really Don't Want To Be A Trainer

December 13th, Sunday.

The gentle warmth of the winter sun filled the room, creating a cozy atmosphere under the snug quilt.

Thanks to Sylveon's sleep-inducing powers, Teacher Luke had a restful night, discovering the magic of 'Yawn' as a remedy for insomniacs.

The air was infused with the enticing aroma of Leek, causing Luke's stomach to growl with hunger.

"No wonder I dreamt of scallion pancakes last night," Luke remarked with a puzzled expression.

"Speaking of which... this guy should still be catching up on his beauty sleep, right?"

As a scumbag, there was no obligation to rise earlier than Teacher Luke. Gengar, unafraid of sudden death, sneaked out for nightly training. Arcanine, blessed by Entei, was full of energy. Squirtle, a diligent homebody, could be spotted doing push-ups daily. Togepi, occasionally returning, napped in its eggshell. Sylveon, a frequent bed visitor, left Luke with a numb arm on the pillow.

But despite their occasional troublemaking, their cuteness outweighed any inconvenience.

"Let me check on what Sirfetch'd is up to!" Luke joyfully rose from bed and headed towards the living room, hoping to spread the scumbag spirit and encourage the Pokémon to be a bit lazy. After all, Teacher Luke had always worked so hard.

In the living room, the scent of Leek grew stronger. Luke planned to order scallion pancakes for breakfast and pair them with a bowl of soy milk.

However, as he entered the living room, he was taken aback.

"Ka!"

Under the sunlight, Sirfetch'd, with its white feathers reflecting a golden glow, diligently practiced the art of "swinging scallions," sweating profusely.

Luke rubbed his eyes, unsure if this was the same Sirfetch'd he had accepted just yesterday.

"The timeline has changed?" Luke muttered uncertainly.

Isn't this the scumbag I accepted yesterday? Why does he look like TheShy this morning?

Upon closer inspection, Luke realized Sirfetch'd was engaged in some form of training moves.

"Calm down, calm down," Luke wiped away his cold sweat. "Perhaps it's just trying to perfect its Leek-handling technique!"

As a proud Paladin, daily maintenance of its lance was only reasonable!

The living room, filled with an academic atmosphere, was bustling with activity.

"Jie jie~!" Gengar, donning Wise Glasses, taught Togepi with a whiteboard.

"Ke ke~~~~" Togepi, holding a large bottle of Coke taller than itself, nodded along.

"Uirt~!" Squirtle, in the midst of doing push-ups, called out to Sirfetch'd.

"Ka!" Sirfetch'd approached Squirtle, focusing on its form.

In just a glance, Sirfetch'd noticed some irregularities in Squirtle's movements.

"Ka!" Sirfetch'd shook its head and used Leek to make a few corrections in the air.

Sirfetch'd employed "Coaching"!

[Coaching: Increases the attack of your ally to Level 1, and the defense to Level 1.]

Squirtle's attack and defense received a boost!

"Uirt~!" Squirtle's eyes gleamed with admiration towards Sirfetch'd.

So powerful, Teacher!

Luke's mouth twitched. What was happening?

Sirfetch'd, are you capable of coaching Squirtle?!

This is genuinely the scumbag Pokémon I diligently found yesterday!

"Ka!" Sirfetch'd had an expression that seemed to say 'rules can be taught.'

Stepping on its duck feet, it returned to its activities, vigorously waving the green onions.

But Luke couldn't shake off a familiar weariness in his heart.

"Calm down, calm down."

"Maybe it's just perfecting its Leek skills!"

Despite training all night, Sirfetch'd, sporting dark circles, had sharper eyes.

If it didn't train diligently, it might genuinely end up as a snack!

Luke wore a complicated expression.

Opening the Pokédex moves list, the recently learned "Knock Off" by Sirfetch'd dazzled him.

Luke's mood was like a plane that had just taken off, crashing before even a night had passed.

"There should be no reason..." Luke muttered. "Two scumbags together should be a double delight, so why... does it turn out like this?"

"Ka!" Sirfetch'd raised its head, looking at Luke as if sensing his presence.

Although Luke was baffled, this Trainer seemed to suit its taste.

Life isn't easy, Ducky sighed.

After all, as a scumbag, it needed to do its part!

In Sirfetch'd's eyes, Luke saw sincerity. But this sincerity left Teacher Luke breathless.

Unexpectedly, the Sirfetch'd with strong features had also defected from the revolution!

...

This concludes the matter.

Teacher Luke could only let out a sigh.

Throughout the meal, Luke wore a contemplative expression, pondering the sudden change in Sirfetch'd's behavior.

Was it Sirfetch'd's laziness infecting the other Pokémon, or did the betrayal of other Pokémon influence Sirfetch'd?

Teacher Luke's emotions were a mix of confusion.

On the other hand, Sirfetch'd had hoped for a bit of leisure. On second thought, it might not even stand a chance against Togepi. Without putting in the effort, there wouldn't be an opportunity to become a scumbag.

"Ka!" Sirfetch'd's eyes were determined as it continued its "Sword training" for the day.

Under the sunlight, Sirfetch'd swung the long Leek pole, creating a scene that contrasted with Gengar's teaching and Squirtle's push-ups.

A masterpiece titled "Teacher Luke in Training."

Looking up at the sky, tears unintentionally escaped the corners of Teacher Luke's mouth.

He couldn't help but think about the little Magic University Breeding House. Why couldn't he have the foresight to breed two Dragon Phoenix chicks simultaneously?

After calming down, Teacher Luke's mood gradually stabilized. In the afternoon, he opened his live broadcast room for a routine session.

Viewers flooded the chat with inquiries:

"Why isn't the streamer speaking?"

"Did Teacher Luke go on a self-imposed silence?"

"Hiss! That shut down the opponent directly!"

The disheartened Teacher Luke skillfully evaded questions with command and timing, leaving no room for any weakness.

Finally, except for Caitlin, who blasted another console, the chat calmed down.

"Oh my!" Mustard, the Old Master of Isle of Armor, exclaimed. "One step away from the dream of being the first in the world!"

The chat group also caught wind of Teacher Luke's recent acquisition of Sirfetch'd.

"Evolved in the wild." Evolver Green shared emotionally. "It takes countless battles to reach the probability of three critical strikes."

"Maybe luck played a role?" Child of Destiny from the Viridian Forest, Yellow, suggested.

"Teacher Luke doesn't rely on luck." Sabrina commented coldly.

Gold asked, "Huh? What does this mean?"

Erika explained, "It means Teacher Luke doesn't believe in probability."

Teacher Luke: This is too stressful. (Togepi crying.jpg)

Aunt Lorelei leaned on her cheek and pursed her mouth, "It's cute, but what if I just want to see this little thing cry?"

"The internet isn't an illegal place." Justice's messenger, Dragon Tamer Lance, commented coldly.

"I think Sirfetch'd is so handsome~~" Yellow remarked.

Brock had a peculiar expression. Although they were all Fighting Type Pokémon, having a long weapon on the field seemed unusual.

Suddenly, a realization struck Brock. "This is…Teacher Luke's style!"

Handsome and gallant.

Teacher Luke sighed. "It looks even more handsome as a scumbag…"

With some time before the P1Fighting tournament, Teacher Luke decided to focus on the company's game business. As for battle preparations:

"Or... should I really let Sirfetch'd play?"

Deep in thought, Luke directed his gaze towards Sirfetch'd.

"Ka!"

Sirfetch'd let out a breath, putting down Leek and shield.

Observing the ongoing training of the other Pokémon, Sirfetch'd seemed conflicted.

In such a team, being a scumbag was proving quite challenging!