Pokemon: Jordinio Version - Chapter 42.1

Ten acres of land.

That was just a bit over forty thousand square metres of land. A single phone call was all Professor Oak needed to make after we came to a deal, and he purchased that amount of land in just a few minutes.

Casually.

For me.

Just for the chance to study a few of my pokemon for a bit. Not buy any of them, not keep any of them. Just for me to loan them to him and Professor Cerise for a little while to study.

And even that won't really be a problem, because they'd already decided it was best to study them in a place they came to consider home, so they'd be doing it at my place.

…Which Oak was going to have built for me.

'You wot mate?' I stared blankly ahead, a half an hour later as Oak and Cerise went about making plans for getting my place done quickly, and chattered excitedly all the while.

Honestly, initially I was expecting only to get a little help with it, put into contact with people that would give me a good deal, being endorsed by Oak for good prices, that kind of thing.

I wasn't expecting him to pay for everything and make all the calls for me to get the process massively streamlined.

I have actually underestimated how much the old man wanted to study my fossil pokemon.

I'm not complaining or anything, but holy fuck. Ten acres, are you kidding me? That's absolutely gargantuan. That was like five times the amount I was initially wanting to purchase.

That wasn't even the end of it. The old man had literally pulled out a tablet of some sort and brought up a bunch of different mansions and asked me to pick the style of one I wanted built.

And basically told me to go wild.

I ended up picking one with a huge swimming pool with a natural rock formation, a jacuzzi straight out of an architects wet dream, a small garden with palm trees surrounded by marble bricks and even a pagoda with cooking equipment and other stuff underneath.

Old man Oak had simply nodded, laughed a little and got straight to it. What the hell man.

If he could casually afford shit like this, it kind of begged the question why his own home and lab were so simple and plain?

I guess he just liked that kind of style? Or well he'd had the place for decades, so maybe he just had it built cheap then and stuck there?

Well, no matter.

What was important was the other thing that came with owning such large amounts of land and being responsible for ones own pokemon. Specifically, I was allowed to carry as many pokemon as I wanted.

Meaning, my carry limit was full on lifted. I could literally carry every single pokemon I owned around with me if I wanted.

…I'm obviously not going to do that of course, because training that many pokemon at once, feeding them all and such?

Fuck that.

I have literally one hundred and seventeen pokemon. That will be one hundred and nineteen once I get that Altaria from Lance and Togepi hatches.

"…This is crazy."

My gaze turned towards Chloe who was staring at her dad and Oak just as blankly as me. We were the only ones in the room beyond them. I'd given my pokemon to Nurse Joy to give a check up after teaching the Fissure Tm to Charizard and Delia had wandered off with one of the Chansey for some reason.

"You're telling me." I shrugged in sympathetic understanding.

"No considering the absurdity of today around you, I don't think you're having as much trouble processing this as me," she rolled her eyes and sat down beside me, "….I knew pokemon trainers were incredibly popular, everyone around me is always going on about it, but I never realised just how much money was involved."

"You'd be surprised, I wasn't expecting all this craziness, I just rolled with it and used it to my advantage," I replied, "And as far as money goes, it's pretty lucrative but only if you have what it takes, the vast majority of trainers don't even last a couple months and just use the starting funds they get as trainers to start their own business or get a small place of their own."

…Today has been something else entirely. I won't complain though. It has been amazing.

"….You're telling me," Chloe snorted, "The way you were casually talking about giving a girl a pokemon that could go for twenty five million. You shouldn't even be in High School like me yet, but you're already a multi millionare and super famous now and going to own a massive mansion and piece of land."

Hmm, if I remember right, didn't she have a whole issue of not knowing what she wanted to do with her life after she graduated school? And actually, I resent that, even if I was the actual age reflected by my body, I would still be in high school back home.

High school started at twelve where I'm from.

"I've been wondering what to do as a career once I graduate for over a year now, ever since my friend graduated and became a trainer himself, I feel like there's a lot of pressure on me," Chloe mused aloud, "But, maybe being a trainer is the right route? As long as I don't make dumb choices like him and become a lab sponsored trainer for my dad, it might not be too bad."

"I mean beating gyms is pretty good money," I shrugged, "Beat a few of them and you have a nice nest egg of cash, especially as a trainer sponsored by a lab. But there's more than one path as a trainer, you could be a coordinator for instance."

They weren't too shabby either in the winnings department. From what I saw, a standard contest had a ten thousand poke dollar winning prize and second place got five thousand, while the semi finalists got two thousand each.

And there was a hell a lot more contests about than gyms. And there was two to three scheduled literally every week leading up to the Grand Festival. And in the last month up until the Grand Festival there were four or five per week.

And even after you got five ribbons, you weren't banned from competing in them. so you could hit up as many as you wanted.

With a good flying pokemon to zoom around on and some skill, one could make a pretty comfortable living out of that.

"…Contests?" she gave me a confused look, "What are those?"

"They're basically competitions where trainers called Coordinators put on a show with their pokemon to make them look good and stuff," I explained, "They're kind of like the actor to the standard trainers sports player kind of thing if we're comparing. A lot of them even dress up in costumes, especially the cute girls so they can get a ton of fans."

Chloe blinked as I grinned at her, "And you're pretty cute," I said, "With some effort and good pokemon, you could probably do pretty well."

"…Don't you have a girl you're totally into?" Chloe's cheeks burned red.

"Hilda's great, gorgeous and amazing, but she's the one that went off without wanting to make anything official," I shrugged, "The grind never ends, so I'm not exactly gonna just wait around for however long it takes her to decide to come back."

"….You're even younger than me, you've got time." Chloe pointed out with a squeak.

"Do I though?" I smirked at her and looked directly into her eyes, "Let's say hypothetically you're the one. That one girl that's perfect for me. But I don't pursue you because I'm waiting for Hilda. And then you get together with this friend of yours, fall in love, get married, have kids. Boom, opportunity gone."

I leaned forward while holding her gaze with my own, "See, there's a big difference in having time and letting opportunity pass me by," I clicked my fingers and leaned back again again with another shrug, "You get me?"

"I suppose…" Chloe uttered before quickly shaking her head, "Though not that there's anything between me and my friend, we've just known each other since we were kids and it felt like he was climbing up the adult ladder way faster than me….well until he messed it all up, but still."

"Fair enough," I merely said, "But hey, if it's just about a job, your dad can probably hook you up with one. Hell, I could hook you up with one, I'm going to need help around my place once its built and I can definitely afford it."

"The problem is finding something I really like though…" Chloe grimaced.

"Most people never get a job they like, they do it for a living cuz they need to and nothing less." I replied.

"That's true sadly," Chloe clicked her tongue, "…I suppose being more realistic, I should get a job I can stomach and keep my passions separate from it."

"That's what most do, the easier and better paying job the better," I nodded, before giving her a mischief filled grin, "Though I've got another job spot open if you want to give it some thought."

"You do?" Chloe blinked.

"Yeah," I nodded, "I'm thinking of getting a cheerleader or two to accompany on my journey and I think you'd look real good in an outfit for one and shaking around a couple pompons. What'ya say? I'll give you a great salary."

"Eh……EHHH!?" Chloe gaped at me.

Her cheeks that had been cooling off, immediately blazed red hot once again. I pounced on the opportunity and pulled out my phone, "See, I've got this buddy called Gary, thinks he's so cool cuz he drives around with a bunch of cheerleaders on his journey as a trainer," I continued and brought up one of the texts he sent me, with him posing with his cheerleaders, "And you're much prettier than any of these women, so if I got you as a cheerleader, I'd totally one up him."

Chloe shyly ran a hand through her hair and fiddled with her long braid, "You're…just saying that," she glanced away from my eyes, before they flickered back to meet mine, "I'm nowhere near as pretty as any of those girls."

"Sure you are," I laughed, "You've got such pretty eyes and hair, and such a cool style, and unlike them you're not the simpering giggly and annoying type. Ten out of ten for sure."

"…You're dangerous." Chloe replied with a giggle.

"I mean, I need to be to reign in pokemon like Aerodactyl," I chuckled, before standing up and holding my hand out, "How about we go get something to eat? It looks like Professor Oak and your dad will be busy for a while."

"Well…I mean, it's better than just sitting here doing nothing." she flashed me a smile and took my hand, letting me pull her up.

I led her towards where I knew the cafeteria was, and as I did, my eyes glanced over to the other end of the room where Surge was leaning against the wall, arms crossed.

He raised glanced at my hand conjoined with Chloe's, before snorting and looking away.

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….I'll need to deal with that guy later and see what's up with him. But for now, I have much more pleasant company to play with.

Two hours later I stared up at the ceiling, one arm behind my hand as I relaxed against a pillow, while the other was wrapped around the delightfully soft and warm curvy, nude body of Chloe as she hugged herself to my side.

"I….can't believe we did that." Chloe gasped, her head buried in my shoulder.

I chuckled, "It's pretty common for trainers to get up to this kind of thing to be honest," I replied, trailing a finger up her spine and drawing a small breathy gasp from her, "You feeling okay? Nothing hurt?"

"No…just a pinch at the start, and after that…." Chloe trailed off, a smile tugging at her lips as her eyes flickered up to meet mine, before she buried her head in my shoulder again and avoided eye contact with me.

I couldn't help it, my chuckling turned into full on laughter.

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Get cucked Goh indeed.