Pokémon: Gardevoir Harem with Tag System

📍 MELA

Because it was the last day of the school battle, the matches became increasingly formal.

Several teachers from the Academic Affairs Office set up a temporary hut on the playground for the students to register their new configurations.

A capable woman with short red hair and wearing a leather skirt walked into the hut.

Behind her were a few students, but none of them were contestants.

"Big Sister Meloco, you must do your best today too, I'll give you stars." [T/N: She is 'Mela' in English]

"You must take first place here, then when you return to the academy you can unite more students and eliminate all bullying!"

"As long as our Team Star's vehicle passes the referee's inspection, Big Sister Meloco will definitely win the championship."

"I will do my best," Meloco clenched her fist tightly, firmly promising her companions.

'You must win, Meloco.'

Only by doing so can she get the treasures and prize money from this competition, use these things to become stronger, and eliminate bullying.

Only in this way can she make Orange Academy better and better.

She must not fail the principal's kindness, and she must not fail her companions.

After cheering herself up in her heart, Meloco took a deep breath and walked towards the referee's seat.

To be honest, she was also a bit uneasy about whether her modified Revavroom could pass the Ninox Academic Affairs Office's inspection.

If Revavroom could not be recognized as a Pokémon, she was convinced she absolutely wouldn't be able to defeat that Nihilego and the Garganacl's trainer.

Over these few days, Meloco had watched all the dark horses' battle styles.

Among them, only Axel's fighting style was the most unpredictable. Every opponent surrendered little by little under his torment.

Without exception, Meloco felt that the only hope of defeating Axel was the Team Star's vehicle.

This kind of Pokémon was the crystallization of their efforts. As long as it could appear on stage, it could ignore the opponent's spike tactics and forcefully seize victory.

"Hello, I want to register my Pokémon," Meloco took out several Poké Balls and placed them into the machine in front of her.

Very soon the machine lit up, and the Academic Affairs Office teacher took out a form for registration.

"Torkoal... Growlithe... Coalossal... Houndoom... Charcadet..."

"Huh, are you one of the exchange students from Paldea?"

"Yes, teacher," Meloco pressed her lips together, starting to feel nervous.

When they were at Orange Academy, they often suffered unfair treatment.

Now that she had been recognized at someone else's school, she would definitely be treated differently, right?

Thinking this, Meloco began to worry.

Just as she was thinking about how to explain, the Academic Affairs Office teacher suddenly smiled.

"This last Pokémon of yours looks quite impressive. Is it a mutated form of Varoom?"

"I must say, you people from Paldea really are good with your hands."

"Ah?", Meloco's eyes lit up, "You're saying my Pokémon can participate in the competition?"

"Of course it can," The Academic Affairs Office teacher returned all the Poké Balls to her.

"Friendly reminder, if you can take first place this time, you can choose to get a high-quality Fire Stone."

"Thank you, teacher," Meloco gave a deep bow to the Academic Affairs Office teacher, "I will do my best!"

As soon as Meloco left, several teachers from the Academic Affairs Office started chatting.

"You know them?"

The teacher who had just spoken to Meloco nodded, his tone somewhat regretful, "They're all exchange students from Paldea, practicing all over the world to resist bullying."

"Orange Academy has been established for too long. Inside, it's deeply entangled, and some situations have emerged that are very unfavorable to educational development."

"If these kids don't succeed, I'm afraid that school is hopeless."

"But I feel they should be able to. That new Pokémon called the Team Star vehicle looks very strong."

The other teachers all nodded, "Yes, truly the younger generation is formidable. Orange University is still a dead camel bigger than a horse."

"Our Ninox third- and fourth-year students probably can't beat Meloco. I just don't know how that freshman Axel will do."

"Him?", Upon hearing Axel's name, a teacher wearing a karate uniform twitched at the corner of his mouth, and the iron cup in his hand creaked.

"Using those dirty tactics, he eliminated all my students. Clearly he has a Gyarados but doesn't use it. I guarantee he won't win."

The other teachers, who hadn't been around recently, looked at the karate teacher in surprise, "That's not necessarily true. Would he not use his main Pokémon in the finals?"

"You used to run a dojo in Emberpine, so you don't understand these college students. Students at this age love to show off the most."

"No!", The karate teacher stood up excitedly, "That guy is dirty to the bone."

"I know him very well!"

"I and he...", Mid-sentence, the karate teacher forcibly stopped his words and changed the topic.

"Do you know? Ever since that kid started competing, the number of students in my public classes dropped by nine-tenths overnight."

"These days when I have free time I've been studying that kid's videos, he's simply not human."

"Ahem, who's not human?", Axel pushed open the door, smiling as he looked at the familiar karate trainer.

"Like watching videos? Want to see Smoliv's battle videos?"

Hearing the word "Smoliv" and seeing Axel's iconic smiling face again, the karate teacher instinctively shuddered.

"No need, Smoliv is the coolest," He would never forget the scene of himself being chased and beaten by Eva's Smoliv during the new student assessment.

Although he didn't use his main Pokémon, he did indeed lose.

Precisely because of this, he left home and came to Ninox University as a teacher.

To avoid new students, he even deliberately applied to directly become a sophomore teacher.

But he never expected that this kid wouldn't even participate in the freshman training and would come straight to mess with him.

"Teacher still remembers me?"

"I remember", The karate teacher nodded repeatedly.

How could it just be remembering?

He'd probably never forget in his life.

"Then please help me register the Pokémon I'm using today, thank you," Facing the six Poké Balls handed over by Axel, the karate teacher's hands visibly trembled.

'Damn... will touching his Poké Balls infect me?'

'It's said even the Sasha Gym is dirty now.'

"Teacher, don't want to help me register? Then I'll have to show the videos..."

"Don't!", The karate teacher closed his eyes, reluctantly picked up Axel's Poké Balls, and put them into the machine.

The next moment, before the karate teacher opened his eyes, the entire temporary office was already filled with the "damn" exclamations of the other teachers.

A line of tears slid from the corner of the karate teacher's eye.

Even the other teachers who hadn't been abused couldn't stand to look?

'Damn it, just how filthy a thing have I touched?'

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