Pokémon Court

Hoenn is the birthplace of Pokémon Contests, and if there were more cities like Sootopolis City, where Gyms and Pokémon Contests formed a mutually beneficial relationship, it would undoubtedly promote the growth of Pokémon Contests.

Compared to Trainers aiming for the League Conferences, the number of Coordinators is still too small.

“Juan is a Top Coordinator, but isn’t Terrance also a Top Coordinator?…”

Raoul Contesta fell silent. The reason Juan is famous in Hoenn and among Coordinators isn’t just because he taught Wallace; it’s also because he’s a Gym Leader. By leveraging this dual identity, Juan perfectly balanced the roles of Gym Leader and Coordinator, which earned him the name, “Juan of Water.”

The conversation between Terrance and Raoul Contesta ended there. They shifted their focus back to the six advertisements. Since the opportunity to make money was at hand, Terrance naturally wouldn’t refuse. He had already familiarized himself with the process of applying to become a Gym Leader. Although it would take time, most of the delay will be from various paperwork and review. The actual evaluation he’d need to go through would be spread out and less time-consuming.

During this time, he had plenty of opportunities to take on advertisements.

Except for the Kanto Hollywood movie, which had different terms from the other five, everything else was within Terrance’s acceptable range. To obtain the contact information and discuss further pricing details, Terrance will need to contact the other party directly.

…

After Terrance left, Raoul Contesta’s secretary couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Raoul Contesta, are you serious about this?”

“Does it really make a difference whether I am or not?” Raoul Contesta muttered.

“He is still just a kid. No matter how good his plan looks, if he faces some setbacks, he might not be able to overcome them,” the secretary said. “Would it be worth it if this affects your standing there?”

“You’re overthinking it. I just want to make Pokémon Contests better, and that’s something we all have a shared interest in,” Raoul Contesta shook his head. “Some things are worth taking a gamble on. At the start, who would have thought that Pokémon Contests would gain new life because of Wallace’s rise?”

“But whether Terrance has that kind of value, I’ll have to discuss it with them.”

…

“Watch…sticker…figurine… shirt… restaurant…”

Five different companies caused Terrance to scratch his head.

First off, he knew nothing about these businesses or their backgrounds. Even with the internet, any information he could find would be superficial.

Plus, in both his past and present lives, he had never dealt with anything like this. And now, in this world, he had no idea what his value was. What’s the appropriate fee for an endorsement? How much is the portrait usage right for a year worth?

Given the variety of the products, he couldn’t just compare the companies against each other to figure out the price. That alone was making Terrance’s head spin.

“I talked too much with Mr. Raoul Contesta about other things and didn’t learn much about this side of things,” Terrance sighed helplessly.

“If I can’t figure this out in the end, I might have to hire a manager.”

Terrance wasn’t in a hurry regarding the matter he talked about with Raoul Contest, nor did he expect an immediate response. However, no matter what, establishing a Gym was a must. If he were to set up a Gym, as a Gym Leader, he would receive subsidies from the League. Theoretically, any Pokémon registered under him or the Pokémon belonging to Gym would receive subsidies based on their species and number from the League.

That’s the benefit of being a Gym Leader. Of course, establishing a new Gym isn’t easy—most young Gym Leaders inherit their positions from the older generation.

The attention given to a relatively important Gym and to a new, insignificant one will never be the same within the League.

If Terrance were to create a new Gym, it would be nearly impossible to gain the same status as Petalburg Gym or Sootopolis Gym in a short time. Besides accumulating experience and growing his reputation, it also depended on the Gym Leader’s personal charisma.

There were also some bizarre Gyms that operated outside the rules, like Cerulean Gym in Kanto. Despite having poor public opinion among Kanto Gyms, its annual water shows brought substantial economic benefits to the local area, making it difficult for the League to revoke its Gym status. Even using subsidy threats didn’t work because Cerulean Gym made enough money from the water shows that they didn’t care about League subsidies. Gyms like this, with their own income streams and difficult to control, are often the biggest headaches for the League.

Of course, what Terrance really wants is the basic League subsidy. With it, whether it’s for further developing the Old Green House or securing more resources for training his Pokémon, he’ll have an additional layer of support. From the moment he entered Crown Academy, Terrance had this plan in mind. Graduates have this advantage, and he fully intends to make the most of it.

“Before that, I need to visit the Old Green House, and then head to Crown Academy to apply for graduation and start the Gym Leader examination process.”

Outside the Pokémon Contest Hall…

Unbeknownst to Terrance, a little kid had been waiting for him all along. During this time, Chisana felt utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically, yet he could not see Terrance, making his wait all the more painful.

However, he was sure Terrance hadn’t left yet, so Chisana continued to wait.

Finally, a familiar figure emerged from the Contest Hall. Chisana’s eyes immediately welled up with tears as he ran forward.

Even though he had seen Terrance on the big screen many times, and even though he had witnessed Terrance’s glorious moment when he received the Ribbon Cup, nothing compared to how excited he felt at this moment.

“Chisana?”

Terrance looked at the young boy running toward him, his face lighting up with surprise.

“It’s me.” Chisana ran up to Terrance and stopped in front of him. Feeling that he had grown up, he thought it would be inappropriate to leap into Terrance’s arms again. Instead, he raised his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and excitedly said, “Congratulations, Brother Terrance!”

Top Coordinator.

It had been the dream of everyone at the Old Green House just to make it to the final stage of the Pokémon Contest, the Grand Festival.

But Terrance hadn’t just reached that stage—he went all the way and won the highest honor for a Coordinator.

Chisana truly shared in that joy and excitement.

“It really is you.” Terrance smiled, reaching out to pat Chisana’s head. Over the past three years, the boy had changed quite a bit. “You’ve grown up too, haven’t you?”

Beautifly emerged from its Poké Ball, joyfully fluttering in the air. Seeing Beautifly, Chisana couldn’t help but smile goofily, remembering its dazzling performance on the stage. It was hard for him to believe that this Beautifly was the same one from three years ago.

“Chisana, what are you doing here? Are you alone?” Terrance asked.

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