I'm Really Not a Pokémon

"Rope you do realize that there are some pretty obnoxious things when traveling outside."

In the Viridian Gym, Professor Oak's face on the computer's screen was quite ugly to say the least.

Rope's heart went out to Professor Oak when he saw the look on his face; predictably, this situation that Professor Oak had learned about was only quite nasty, but it left him powerless to do anything about it.

Rope nodded and said, "Red and Blue have both told me about some of the things they've been up to during their travels, and I've seen quite a bit of it this time around as I've been hanging out in Viridian Forest."

Professor Oak grimaced, "What's going on in kids' heads these days? We didn't even hear of such things in our very barbaric times! Have the increasingly better basics produced these things? Forcing someone to release a Pokémon before taking it in themselves! Still deep in the forest! Do you really think everyone is a humanoid Pokémon like you?!"

Professor, in? Why are you cueing me?

Rope laughed helplessly while adding the plot in his head.

It seems that things are basically clear, this Charmander's previous owner was defeated and released Charmander under duress deep in the forest, and the other party tried to subdue Charmander without success. From this point of view, Charmander shouldn't have suffered any injuries during the battle, or even been injured at all.

That would prove that there should be a hidden agenda.

Rope hurriedly relieved Professor Oak, "Professor, don't get angry first, let's talk about this slowly."

Professor Oak took a deep breath and then narrated the story.

"The little guy named Bailey started his journey after claiming this Charmander, then the little guy's rival, a guy named Light1 defeated him and then forced Bailey to release the Charmander before he could take it in. But Bailey, after freeing Charmander, blocks the Pokéball with his backpack and then tells Charmander to hurry up and escape on his own. After that Charmander escaped. Light had no intention of killing Bailey so he just beat him up and left on his own. Bailey also rushed back home and decided never to travel again."

Rope nodded, signaling that he'd heard, but his furrowed brow clearly showed that he was skeptical about the whole thing.

Professor Oak saw this through the screen, collected his temper, and asked suspiciously, "You don't believe me?"

Rope raised an eyebrow.

"Half-true, I guess, not all of it, not all of it. Why don't you give me a copy of their contact information, and I'll look into it, and it's best to solve this problem once and for all."

With that, Rope glanced through the reflection of the screen at Charmander, who was merrily eating and burping behind him.

Professor Oak also frowned and started to think carefully about this matter, but his mouth flew to Rope, "Light and Bailey are both Viridian City kids, Bailey is the son of Viridian City's mayor, and Light is a pretty talented kid, but is from an orphanage and was adopted by a businessman because he showed some talent, I'll send you their address on my phone, so turn around and look for it yourself."

"Okay."

After saying that, Rope was about to hang up the phone, however, Professor Oak looked like he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, you're having trouble communicating with Charmander right."

Rope nodded as he sniffed.

It was inevitable, his fruit ability was not the Psychic of this world, Aura, Power of Viridian, Power, all of these powers had the effect of communicating with Pokémon, but Rope's Flame-Flame Fruit, which was all about fighting, could also assist in Pokémon's fighting, something he already had an idea. Was thinking about whether it could be realized or not.

Without the ability to communicate, and with no tacit understanding developed for the time being, how to effectively communicate with one's Pokémon is the biggest problem faced by trainers, and there is nothing Rope can do to avoid it. Every time he came to this point, he began to lament the arrogance of human beings, Meowth could learn human language, can't human beings learn to communicate with Pokémon? Meowth couldn't solve all the problems.

He was having a headache with this communication problem as well, but it looked like Professor Oak had a solution on his side.

"Then I'll upgrade your Pokédex, you go over to the teleportation machine, I'll send you a trained Rotom, just have it infiltrate into your Pokédex, that Clemont kid is really thoughtful, with this improvement to the Pokédex, he'll be able to formally join the ranks of researchers. By the way, you've been selected as a Professor. "

It was all fine up front, Rope at most lamented the fact that that Clemont from the anime he had seen before had managed to invent something so handy, and then he was shocked by Professor Oak's short last sentence.

"How did I become Professor?"

Rope now had a capitalized look of confusion on his face.

"Your speech, ah, when we voted later we felt that you filled the research gap in Pokémon ecology and Pokémon history, so we voted you as Professor."

"Why do I get the feeling that your selection was so sloppy?"

"Uh, hasty?" Professor Oak scratched his head "No way. Your research is really good."

The corner of Rope's mouth twitched, well, his research was really good, after all, no one had ever produced results in this field.

"Never mind, Professor is Professor. I think figuring out how to fix Charmander's problem is the most important thing right now."

"Okay, I'll transmit Rotom to you right away."

Professor Oak didn't procrastinate, and soon a red and white ball containing the Rotom was teleported over.

Rope was also a sharp one, so he released the Rotom very decisively.

The orange Rotom came out of the Pokéball and immediately circled around the ceiling, screaming "Loto" with a mischievous but happy smile on his face.

Charmander on the other side quickly ran over, looking at Rotom with new eyes and a smile on his face, Rope looked at Charmander with a happy smile on his face, and touched Charmander's head, the smile on Charmander's face stiffened, and he stared at Rope with his arms crossed, but he didn't take Rope's hand. , but with no intention of turning Rope's hand away.

Rope laughed, and pulled out the Pokédex with his other hand.Rotom smiled wryly and scurried into the, red Pokédex. The Pokédex flew out of Rope's hand, and morphed in mid-air, as a pair of eyes and antennae-like hands emerged.

"Rotom Pokédex reporting to you, Lotor!"

Rotom Pokédex made a saluting gesture.

Rope smiled and said, "Hello Rotom, please take care of yourself from now on!"

Charmander: "Woo~" (More to come!)

"Okay, Rotom! I can help you guys out a lot loto!"

Rope collects the smile on his face and rubs Charmander's head before saying, "Rotom, could you please translate Charmander's words for me in a moment, please?"

"Sure thing, loto!"

Rotom answered as a matter of course,

Rope gently locked eyes with Charmander and asked, "Charmander, which one of your former masters, what did he do?"

The smile on Charmander's face freezes, and he puts it away, bowing his head in silence for a few moments.

Rope just stroked its head and didn't rush it.

After a long time, Charmander looked up and said.

"Woo~"

Rope glanced at Rotom.

Rotom was a bit down in the dumps, and after a while, it said.

"Charmander said 'he was weak, he betrayed me'."