Chapter 135: Korrina: Master—How Am I Supposed to Live Without You?

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Korrina: Master—How Am I Supposed to Live Without You?

Sora thought of some of the techniques he and his Pokémon had developed over this recent period.

He compiled part of them into a handbook and handed it to Korrina.

"Just a few personal thoughts," Sora said. "But I hope they’ll help."

"T-This is far too valuable!"

Korrina was completely overwhelmed.

She desperately wanted this manual—

and also felt she shouldn’t accept it.

Repairing the top floor would indeed cost quite a bit.

But money—

for Korrina’s family—

was just a number.

Compared to that—

Sora’s handwritten notes—

were something money couldn’t buy.

A true secret inheritance.

The kind of treasure that could establish an entire school of thought.

Trading some repair expenses for knowledge like this—

no matter how she looked at it—

Shalour Gym had profited enormously.

Yes.

Shalour Gym.

Sora had permitted Korrina and Gurkinn to study the contents—

and even pass them down as part of the gym’s teachings.

In other words—

with this one gesture—

Sora had directly strengthened the foundation of Shalour Gym.

Faced with such kindness—

Korrina truly wanted to say that line one more time—

I’ll do anything!

Not from impulsiveness this time—

but from the bottom of her heart.

Master’s kindness...

I’ll never repay it all!

Korrina clutched the manual tightly, deeply moved.

"Alright."

"It’s just some notes."

Sora didn’t think much of it.

"It’s not that serious, right?"

"Of course it is!"

Korrina felt Sora had no sense of how important this was.

"That won’t do."

"As your disciple, I need to safeguard things properly."

She declared seriously:

"Don’t worry."

"I won’t let this spread casually."

"Even if I pass it on to future disciples, I’ll choose carefully and only teach Trainers with good character."

"Uh..."

Sora scratched his head.

He really didn’t understand these traditions.

"Well..."

"If you’re happy."

Afterward—

Korrina called the construction crew back.

Only this time—the top-floor training grounds were included too.

The workers didn’t mind.

More work meant more pay.

They were thrilled.

That night—

Gurkinn returned.

Lucario had fully recovered.

Once again—

Sora couldn’t help but marvel at Nurse Joy.

Such severe injuries—

fixed in a single day.

Terrifying.

So this is Pokémon-world medicine?

What else could he say?

The sense of security was unreal.

"But if that’s the case..."

"Maybe I should add a healer to the team?"

Victini’s life-energy replenishment was convenient—

but the efficiency was terrible.

Most of the energy dissipated midway.

Less than ten percent actually became healing.

If I could catch a dedicated healing Pokémon...

With Victini supplying energy in the background, almost any injury could be instantly restored.

The problem was—

excellent healer Pokémon were rare.

And difficult to encounter in reality.

"Chansey."

"Audino."

"Comfey."

"And Indeedee."

These four Pokémon could serve as Nurse Joy’s assistants across different regions—

proof enough of their healing talent.

"Comfey..."

"Doesn’t really fit my style."

"The other three are all good."

Sora admitted—he was being a bit arrogant.

Chansey, Audino, Indeedee—

all extremely rare Pokémon.

Especially Chansey.

The species was practically monopolized by the Joy family.

It was difficult to encounter such impossibly kind Pokémon.

Audino and Indeedee weren’t much easier.

"Maybe I should ask Senior Gurkinn?"

Thinking of it—

he asked that very day.

Originally—

Sora only wanted information.

Whether Gurkinn had connections.

He’d even prepared to pay something.

Unexpectedly—

Gurkinn agreed immediately.

"A healing-type Pokémon?"

"No problem."

"I’ll help you submit an application through the League."

"Thank you very much."

Sora felt awkward.

After all—

he had just beaten the old man badly—

and wrecked his house—

yet Gurkinn was helping him apply for Pokémon.

"I should be thanking you."

Gurkinn treated Sora’s notes like treasure.

He couldn’t put them down.

"This little favor doesn’t compare."

Other people thought those Pokémon were rare.

Gurkinn didn’t care.

Besides—

with Shalour Gym’s standing—

applying for a healer Pokémon was completely reasonable.

"Haha!"

"You just wait for the old man’s good news!"

Without Lucario’s condition weighing on him—

the old man returned to normal.

Serious.

Reliable.

With that bit of elderly tsundere personality mixed in.

Also—

after their battle—

Gurkinn had completely acknowledged Sora as a true powerhouse.

Young?

Who cared.

If you had strength—

what did age matter?

To Gurkinn—

Sora had earned recognition.

Over the next two days—

Sora maintained daily training with his Pokémon—

while also learning martial principles from Gurkinn.

Though rough—

he studied seriously.

The best way to strengthen Aura—

was improving oneself.

If doing nothing increased Aura by 1 unit daily—

then disciplined training might raise that to 3—

or even 5.

With gains like that—

Sora naturally wouldn’t miss the chance.

Unfortunately—

he couldn’t stay forever.

"Master~~~"

On the morning of the fourth day in Shalour—

Sora stood at the entrance.

Korrina stretched out both hands trying to grab him—

but was firmly held back by the collar by her grandfather.

"Wuuu..."

"I want to go with Master and take the ship to Galar..."

"No!"

Gurkinn immediately crushed the fantasy.

He wasn’t stopping Korrina from traveling with Sora—

she simply still had responsibilities.

Most importantly—

she needed to arrange Gym affairs—

and coordinate with her senior disciples.

Only then could she leave without worries and follow Sora.

"Alright, Korrina."

Sora rubbed her head.

Comforting her.

"I’m taking the ship—it’ll take several days."

"You can just fly over afterward."

"We’ll meet in Galar."

"Ugh..."

Korrina looked depressed.

"I guess there’s no other way..."

Sora couldn’t help laughing.

"Then this is goodbye for now."

"Senior Gurkinn."

"Yeah."

The old man smiled.

"I look forward to the day..."

"...you stand at the top of the world."

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