Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [585]

The system prompt echoed clearly in August’s ears.

[Congratulations, you’ve obtained a Choice Scarf.]

A flash of light, and a blue scarf gently drifted down into August’s palm.

The scarf, woven from some unknown, shimmering thread, glowed softly in his hand.

A [Choice Scarf].

Back in the games before his transmigration, it was certainly a valuable item—significantly boosting a Pokémon’s speed, at the minor cost of limiting it to a single move.

But that limitation only mattered when Pokémon could use just four moves.

In the real world, Pokémon could perform far more than four moves. Being stuck with just one move after entering battle would practically beg opponents to exploit it.

“Besides, compared to the other rewards, this feels a bit…underwhelming,” he muttered.

Was Lysandre’s reward really this low-tier?

Looking at the scarf, he sighed inwardly—well, at least it was pretty enough as decoration.

He turned around, and under Gardevoir’s puzzled gaze, gently wrapped the scarf around her neck.

Gardevoir blinked, momentarily stunned by August’s unexpected gesture, then shyly touched the scarf, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

Although she didn’t understand why August had suddenly gifted her a scarf right as spring was turning to summer, she quietly cherished it nonetheless.

August quickly shifted attention to the next reward.

[By borrowing the power of Arceus, you helped Hoopa turn over a new leaf. You have earned the title: ‘Righteous Gang Beatdown’]

[Please select your reward]:

[1. Mystery Reward]

[2. Mystery Reward]

[3. Mystery Reward]

August once again chose option 1.

[Congratulations, you received the Power of Arceus!]

Seeing the prompt, August pondered briefly.

The [Power of Arceus]… Considering this was earned after capturing Hoopa, the name immediately reminded him of the [Prison Bottle] used to seal Hoopa in Dahara City.

Could this be that sealing power?

“Claim!”

Immediately, a radiant golden light enveloped August’s body, along with a pendant bearing the llama’s golden crest materializing around his neck.

Feeling a tremendous power coursing through him, August eagerly scanned the surroundings for a suitable test subject.

Looking around—

He definitely couldn’t test this on Gardevoir. Gengar carried his belongings all day, running around tirelessly, so it had earned at least a little kindness…

August’s gaze shifted upward.

At that very moment, Mew—drawn by the sudden glow around August—curiously looked down.

Their eyes met.

Recognizing August’s mischievous intentions, Mew instinctively panicked, attempting to flee. Too late—August swiftly grabbed her.

“Mew!”

Mew let out a startled cry.

“Relax, I just need you to help me test a tiny experiment,” August assured her.

Mew shook her head furiously.

“One box of cupcakes,” August offered, raising a finger.

Mew continued shaking her head.

Just as August was about to give up, Mew hesitantly raised her two little paws, holding up a total of six fingers.

“…Six boxes?”

Mew paused, reconsidering. Feeling perhaps that she’d asked too much, she quickly retracted one finger.

“Mew!”

Five boxes, no less!

Under Mew’s anxious gaze, August pretended to hesitate, then nodded graciously, agreeing to Mew’s terms.

Inwardly, he sighed—Mew had indeed grown smarter than before…but she was still so easily bribed.

Mew let out a joyful cheer, patting her chest confidently, signaling she was ready.

Then Mew watched, puzzled, as August gestured for Gengar, who promptly handed him an empty popcorn bucket.

Mew tilted her head, confused.

August placed the bucket on the ground, motioned Mew to stand nearby, then began waving the pendant dramatically in circles.

After several fruitless attempts—long enough for Mew to start yawning—nothing happened.

August began seriously questioning whether his posture was incorrect.

At that moment, Gardevoir, who’d been quietly watching, helpfully handed August a [Plate].

Confused but willing to try anything, August accepted it and resumed his theatrical gestures toward Mew.

Just when Mew was convinced nothing would happen this time either, the [Plate] in August’s hand suddenly glowed brilliantly.

Before Mew could react, an overwhelming force enveloped her.

From August’s perspective, the pendant in his hand suddenly emitted a dazzling golden beam, striking Mew and instantly turning her into a sphere of golden light.

Quickly, he aimed the sphere toward the waiting popcorn bucket.

Swish!

The glowing sphere dropped neatly into the bucket, the paper lid automatically snapping shut on top.

Silence returned.

Picking up the sealed popcorn bucket, August noted how it felt completely weightless—almost empty.

“I actually did it!” he exclaimed, stunned at having successfully sealed Mew inside a popcorn bucket.

The llama—no, the Great Sinnoh Deity—was being far too generous!

At that moment, the bucket began shaking violently, muffled “Mew!” noises emanating from inside.

Only then did August remember Mew was still trapped.

Opening the lid, a burst of golden light escaped, instantly reforming into Mew’s usual shape.

“Mew!”

Having returned to normal, Mew spun around angrily, locked eyes on August’s head, and pounced.

You didn’t tell me it was going to be so dark in there!

“Ow, my hair! Let go!”

Only after doubling the previously promised cupcakes did August manage to extract Mew from his hair.

“Mew~!”

Mew huffed indignantly. If it weren’t for the cupcakes, she’d have clung to his head all night to teach him a lesson.

Gardevoir glanced at the popcorn bucket, then at August. She honestly couldn’t understand why August was acting so amazed.

To her, this seemed exactly like a Poké Ball.

Just a Poké Ball disguised as a popcorn bucket.

When Gardevoir casually voiced this thought, August froze.

Now that he thought about it—indeed, it really wasn’t much different.

Realizing he’d gotten excited over nothing, August fell into silent contemplation.

[You successfully defeated Team Plasma and arrested Ghetsis, earning the title: ‘Enforcer of Justice’]

Another reward, this time for apprehending Ghetsis.

Still lost in thought, August casually picked option 3.

[Congratulations, you received the Dread Plate.]

Another [Plate], this one representing the Dark type. However, the [Iron Plate] he desperately needed still eluded him. He strongly suspected that Arceus was deliberately dangling the [Iron Plate] just out of reach.

But he’d already come this far—he couldn’t give up halfway…

Resolutely, he moved on to the next reward.

[You successfully captured the four Treasures of Ruin, averting disaster! Title unlocked: ‘Lord of Calamity’]

This referred to capturing Chien-Pao, Ting-Lu, Chi-Yu, and Wo-Chien.

Come to think of it, the [Dread Plate] would be a perfect gift for Chien-Pao.

Meanwhile, Darkrai was still at the Kanto branch, assisting Makomo with dream research, so the plate wasn’t urgently needed elsewhere.

With idle thoughts drifting, he randomly chose another blind box.

[Congratulations, you’ve obtained the Reins of Unity!]

With a flash of light, black-and-blue reins appeared in August’s hand.

[Reins of Unity]?

August stared at the reins thoughtfully.

If he recalled correctly…this was the item Calyrex used to fuse with its steed.

Was the system implying he should also capture Calyrex?

Well, Calyrex and he did share a common enemy: Eternatus.

As Galar’s ancient ruler and King of Bountiful Harvests, Calyrex had once faced off against Eternatus, who had invaded Galar in ancient times.

But Calyrex’s strength derived from belief. As time passed and it faded from memory, losing its power along with human faith, Calyrex’s condition was hardly better than the sleeping Eternatus.

After passing the [Reins of Unity] to Gengar for safekeeping, August checked the next notification.

[You earned Zamazenta’s recognition! Title unlocked: ‘Be Crowned, Shield King!’]

August stared blankly.

He clearly remembered taking Zacian from the Slumbering Weald—so why had he earned recognition from Zamazenta?

Did that mean Zacian hadn’t approved of him at all?

[Please select your reward]:

[1. Mystery Reward】

[2. Mystery Reward]

[3. Mystery Reward]

Seeing yet more blind boxes, August finally dismissed his suspicion that the boxes were Arceus’s traps.

If she truly wanted to prank him, she'd had countless earlier opportunities.

Right now, he only hoped to finally draw the [Iron Plate].

Casually choosing option 1, he heard the system’s voice:

[Congratulations, you received a Temple of Sinnoh Teleportation Ticket!]

Instinctively, August uttered, “Claim.”

Only after the word slipped out did he fully grasp what had just happened.

In a flash of light—

A golden ticket appeared, drifting gently into August’s palm.

Although it was just a light slip of paper, its presence weighed heavily upon him.

In August’s hand, the ticket suddenly felt heavier than a Mew who'd just inhaled an entire tray of cupcakes.

"I knew it," August murmured bitterly. "That llama… Arceus has just been waiting for me to drop my guard!" The ticket seemed to burn his fingers; he didn't dare move even an inch.

One careless twitch, and he might be teleported directly in front of that smug llama.

...

Meanwhile, in the living room, a faint smile curled at Cogita’s lips.

Seeing her smile, Zinnia puffed up proudly. "See? I told you my joke was funny! Even Cogita-san laughed!"

Everyone else exchanged puzzled looks, recalling Zinnia’s joke—which had nearly frozen the air in awkwardness—and fell into confused silence.

Did their sense of humor break somehow?

...

Meanwhile, in the training ground…

As August agonized over how to handle this scorching hot potato, Mew spotted the shiny, glittering ticket in his hand.

To Mew, sparkly things were irresistible—just as tempting as delicious snacks.

Before August could react, Mew swooped down and snatched the shimmering ticket from his grasp. His heart instantly leaped into his throat.

"Mew, don’t move!"

Mew tilted her head curiously, blinking innocently.

Why does August look so nervous?

She stared at the ticket in her tiny paws. Is this shiny thing important?

If it's important, then Mew figured she'd better return it quickly, or else August might get mad and confiscate her cupcakes.

Seeing Mew obediently pause, August finally sighed in relief, grateful that she had finally become a bit more reliable.

Just as August was about to take the ticket back—a brilliant golden light burst from it, enveloping Mew in a blinding glow.

And then…

Mew vanished right before August’s eyes.

"Hah?"

August stared blankly at the now-empty space where Mew had just been floating, his expression frozen in confusion.

Simultaneously, Cogita’s smile faltered slightly in the living room.

It took a long moment before August realized what had happened. Mew had somehow activated the teleportation ticket and was now presumably transported to the Temple of Sinnoh?

"Garde?" Gardevoir stared at the spot where Mew had been, eyes widening with alarm. After briefly scanning the area, she turned toward August, her expression serious and concerned.

"Don’t worry… Mew’s perfectly safe."

Though he himself dreaded the thought of confronting Arceus, objectively speaking, there wasn't anywhere safer than the Temple of Sinnoh.

Honestly, this time Mew had basically jumped in front of a bullet for him.

"When Mew returns, I'll definitely treat her to an extra feast," August vowed earnestly.

Meanwhile, Mew’s vision blurred momentarily; when she regained focus, she found herself floating in a vast golden void, shaped like an ancient temple.

Though Mew didn't know much about temples, she understood one crucial thing: her snacks—stored safely inside Gengar—and August were nowhere to be found!

Yes, in Mew’s mind, August and her precious snacks were equally important.

"Mew?"

Just as Mew drifted anxiously, completely lost, a dazzling radiance illuminated the void ahead.

With dignified elegance, Arceus emerged from a shimmering golden ring, stepping gracefully into the Temple of Sinnoh.

Mew’s eyes widened dramatically.

Arceus, however, was momentarily speechless upon seeing Mew. She'd planned to lure August here, eager to savor his shocked and panicked expression—but instead, she got Mew.

Such a pity. Who knew if August would ever fall for this again?

Mew watched curiously as Arceus slowly shook her head, sighing gently in disappointment.

"Deliver this to your caretaker, then."

A gleaming [Plate] detached smoothly from Arceus’s back, floating into Mew’s tiny paws. Before Mew could happily rush forward and strike up a conversation with the Creator Pokémon, Arceus gently raised a single hoof, tapping lightly on the transparent floor.

Golden ripples spread gently outward.

Mew felt a gentle but firm force push her backward. In the blink of an eye, she found herself back in the training ground, staring into August’s deeply concerned face.

"Are you alright?"

August carefully checked over Mew, ensuring this was indeed his beloved little troublemaker—not Arceus in disguise—before finally breathing a relieved sigh.

Mew, brimming with excitement, eagerly recounted everything she'd just seen and heard, waving her paws animatedly.

"Mew!"

After finishing her explanation, Mew finally remembered to hand over the gleaming silver [Plate] she'd received from Arceus.

August gratefully accepted it, but his expression grew strange when Mew innocently conveyed Arceus’s message.

Caretaker?

In Arceus’s eyes, was that really the relationship between him and Mew?

He glanced over at Mew, now instructing Gengar to empty its entire snack stash onto the floor for a thorough inventory check, and silently admitted to himself that perhaps the term "caretaker" wasn't entirely inaccurate.

But at least he'd safely dodged this bullet.

Cunning llama… Next time, I definitely won’t fall for your tricks again!

As August mentally grumbled, his phone suddenly rang.

He answered it quickly.

Leon’s voice sounded heavy through the speaker: "August, I found something… As much as I hate to admit it, I think you were right all along."

"I told you, I’ve always kept personal feelings separate from business," August replied firmly.

Beside him, Gardevoir rolled her eyes dramatically.

August coughed awkwardly. "Anyway, what did you find?"

"Because of your advice, I didn’t investigate Rose directly. Instead, I used the World Championship’s budget review as an excuse to check the past few years of the Galar League’s financial records," Leon explained gravely. "A significant portion of money has been disappearing each year. On top of that, there’s an annual payroll for staff members who don't even exist on any official records."

August silently praised Leon’s sharp thinking.

Leon had cleverly started by scrutinizing the league’s financial documents—after all, numbers never lied.

Still, August hadn’t expected Rose to use official league funds to finance the revival of Eternatus without even bothering to disguise the transactions.

Did Rose really believe no one would dare question him in Galar?

Perhaps that was one reason, but August suspected another factor at play: deep down, Rose genuinely believed everything he did was for the good of Galar. And if he was acting purely for Galar’s benefit, why wouldn’t he openly use league funds?

"This adds yet another charge to Rose’s list—embezzlement," August remarked thoughtfully.

Counting on his fingers, August mentally tallied Rose’s growing list of crimes, figuring the man would probably spend the next several lifetimes behind bars.

Leon sighed heavily, clearly troubled. "So, what do we do next?"

Suddenly discovering the man who'd always supported him had become the villain left even Leon, the "unbeatable champion," feeling deeply conflicted and lost.

"Now," August stated confidently, "we unite every ally we possibly can."

"You’re much more familiar with Galar’s Gym Leaders than I am. Plus, they trust you implicitly," August continued, his tone decisive. "It’s best if you rally their support."

Leon noticed August seemed to imply something else, and asked hesitantly, "Then what about you, August?"

Leon might be Galar’s strongest Champion, but taking on Rose required more than just him. As the mastermind behind this plan, August was absolutely crucial.

"Me?" August casually twirled the [Reins of Unity] around his fingers. "I’m not particularly familiar with the people of Galar, true—but when it comes to Pokémon… there’s nobody who knows Pokémon better than I do."

Leon immediately recalled August’s absurdly powerful legendary Pokémon lineup—each one enough to plunge an opponent into absolute despair—and nodded, thoroughly convinced.

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