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Violet actually hit Claire with a Poké Ball.
Because Violet had known her since she was very young, she was aware that Claire had Psychic abilities.
Violet struck her with the Poké Ball, but as a result, she couldn't catch her.
Now that Claire mentioned this, Violet reflected on it.
"Well, I did throw the Poké Ball myself," she admitted.
Claire stretched and didn't dwell further on the matter.
"Just kidding," she said with a laugh. "If I dared to throw a Poké Ball at him, Evan would definitely beat me up.
Though, hehe, he might not be able to beat me," she added confidently, self-assured in her strength.
When Violet heard this, his expression turned peculiar.
"No, you might actually lose to him," Violet said seriously. "Evan now has three champion-level Pokémon.
If you're not even able to beat him, I might just step in myself. And then, you wouldn't be able to run away.
You'd be caught and sent back to write apology lines."
Hearing Violet's confident tone, Claire couldn't help but retort.
"Oh? You're so sure about that?"
Violet, who had just returned from the backyard, remarked, "You might get more than you bargained for."
Evan recently acquired a Dragonite out of nowhere. And it was incredibly fierce.
Even Violet's Metagross had admitted it couldn't rival that Dragonite.
While Claire's Fairy-type Pokémon could theoretically counter a Dragon-type, Evan had more than just one Pokémon.
His Gallade and Gardevoir alone were enough to deal with Claire.
And even if his Pokémon couldn't do the job, Evan himself could probably settle things—perhaps literally hammering home the point.
As Violet described this, Claire was dumbfounded.
"Wait," she interrupted. "What do you mean? Is Evan really that strong?"
Her surprise grew. Wasn't Evan supposed to be a Pokémon Breeder? Yet, Violet's tone suggested he was an exceptionally powerful Trainer.
Realizing this, Claire couldn't help but gasp. Could it be that Evan was skilled in both nurturing and battling?
Her interest was visibly piqued as her eyes lit up.
Violet sneered at Claire's reaction.
"Of course," Violet replied. "Follow me."
With that, Violet led the way to the backyard, and Claire quickly followed.
When they arrived, Claire finally saw what Violet was talking about.
"Champion level, champion level, elite level, quasi-Elite, elite level...champion?" Claire stammered, taking it all in.
"And...what's with that Dragonite?"
Her eyes widened as she spotted the Dragonite lying near the lake. It was leagues above any Dragonite she had seen before.
And then there were the Shiny Pokémon—Shiny Gardevoir, Shiny Lurantis, and even a Shiny Munchlax!
"All Shiny?" Claire murmured, her mouth watering at the sight.
"Does Evan collect Shiny Pokémon? Is he planning to build an all-Shiny team?"
The dazzling display of Pokémon left Claire completely awestruck.
At that moment, Violet added more context, explaining Evan's unique strategy and passion for raising such powerful and rare Pokémon.
"Munchlax belongs to Sophia," Violet corrected her. "It's not Evan's. But the rest of them are his."
She then pointed out another detail. "That Charizard also has great potential. Golden pupils—didn't you notice?"
Claire Shia blinked and refocused her gaze, now noticing the Charizard with golden pupils Violet mentioned.
Looking at the stunning lineup of Pokémon in front of her, Claire suddenly turned to Violet with a sly grin.
"You said Evan needs a girlfriend?" she asked. "With his potential, strength, and the ability to make energy cubes, I think I could be the one!"
She felt as though she was aiming high but still deserving. The thought made her wonder, Would Evan be open to a relationship?
This isn't some scam, right? she mused.
Violet chuckled, humoring her. "Maybe you can try. Just remember to give me a discount when you become the hostess here."
Claire considered it seriously, running the scenario through her mind. "Could it work? Would he even like me?"
Violet rolled her eyes slightly but added, "If Evan does like you, then sure, why not? He might just be the one who can keep you in check. After all, you're kind of a handful."
Claire smirked at the playful jab. "If Evan can handle me, he'll get the perfect package. Who wouldn't want a capable, obedient 'Miss Fairy' who also happens to have great maid skills?"
Violet quipped, "If I didn't know your character so well, I'd say if I were a man, I might pursue you myself."
"Then it's worth considering!" Claire declared with dramatic flair, now completely engrossed in the idea.
She paced for a moment, her mind buzzing. "But is this even possible? It's so confusing!" she muttered to herself.
Violet decided not to indulge her any further, choosing instead to play with her Pokémon nearby. Meanwhile, Claire released her own Pokémon, letting them mingle and play with Evan's impressive team.
Her Gardevoir, though beautiful, wasn't a Shiny like Evan's Shiny Gardevoir, which made Claire envious. She released it anyway, letting it join in with Evan's Pokémon.
While the Pokémon interacted, Claire took the chance to hang out with Isla and the other younger trainers. She enjoyed herself but couldn't help stealing glances at Evan's Pokémon, especially the rare ones like Shiny Gardevoir.
Evan, meanwhile, had been busy in the workshop, gathering raw materials for energy cubes. He handed them over to Isla and the others, ensuring they had everything they needed. After finishing his preparations, he finally stepped out of the workshop.
When Evan arrived in the backyard, he found a group of children gathered around Claire, who was speaking to them with an air of exaggerated seriousness.
"You need to be careful in the future," she began, her tone ominous. "Real-life women are experts at deceiving men. Don't let yourselves get tricked by a three-dimensional woman. Compared to them, women in the second dimension are true love."
The kids blinked in confusion as Claire continued. "I'll recommend a few shows to you. You'll absolutely love the Female characters in them—they'll teach you what true love really means." She turned to one of the girls, adding, "Luna, you should learn how to wear maid uniforms. Boys adore that sort of thing. Trust me, I'm telling you—"
At that moment, Evan interrupted. "What are you doing?" he asked, his tone laced with disbelief.
Hearing Evan's voice, Claire chuckled unapologetically and turned to face him. She even responded with complete confidence. "I'm teaching Luna and the others how to love boys!"
Evan stared at her in disbelief. What in the world? She was clearly teaching nonsense to the kids.
"And Evan, have you finished making my energy cube?" Claire added, greeting him with a cheerful wave, completely unfazed by the questionable advice she had just dispensed.
Meanwhile, Violet stood nearby, her gaze fixed on Claire as if the latter had lost her mind. Yet, Claire remained enthusiastic, completely immune to the judgment around her.
Raising his eyebrows, Evan let out a sigh and spoke sternly. "Please, stop teaching my children such nonsense, Claire."
Turning to the kids, he added, "Luna, don't listen to a word this crazy lady is saying. Her brain's been broken since she was a kid."
"If you don't believe me," Evan continued, "ask Violet."
Violet, trying not to laugh, immediately nodded. "I can definitely testify to that," she said, agreeing wholeheartedly.
The two of them exchanged a conspiratorial glance and joined forces to discredit Claire, determined to stop her from corrupting the kids with her eccentric ideas.
Claire, however, simply crossed her arms and stuck out her tongue playfully, refusing to take them seriously. The children giggled at the banter, clearly entertained, even if thoroughly confused by Claire's strange "advice."