Ash sighed as he flipped open the book once again, his curiosity piqued by the structure of Pokémon mobility he had yet to fully understand.

"Let's see, ah, here we go," he murmured as he found the section he was looking for.

"Pokémon battling is an expensive endeavor, and as such, many trainers undertake side jobs to fund their passion. The majority of trainers can be categorized into three distinct types based on their mobility and the nature of their employment:

Base Trainers:

These trainers typically remain within the boundaries of a city or town, as their side jobs offer limited flexibility to travel. Most base trainers rely on Teleportation Services to attend scheduled matches, balancing their commitments to their local duties with their battling careers.

Sector Trainers:

These trainers operate within a specific geographical sector. Their occupations are selected to reflect and accommodate this limited range of mobility, allowing them to manage both work and Pokémon battles within a defined area.

Field Trainers:

These trainers enjoy the freedom to move extensively from one location to another. They often venture into forests and other natural landscapes, supported by jobs that allow for significant travel and exploration."

As Ash absorbed the information, he was immediately reminded of every non-player character (NPC) in Pokémon video games—some who stayed in city zones, others who were positioned in natural areas, and those who moved actively through the map.

"Hm, I guess there is an equivalent of that in this world," he mused.

Caught up in his thoughts, Ash voiced his question aloud, "Why take on a side job when being a battler pays well?"

"Because Pokémon training is expensive," a voice called out. Ash and Yellow turned to see Daisy and Delia, both dressed in suits as if they were about to leave for somewhere important.

"Pardon?" Ash replied, looking to Daisy for further explanation.

"Well, Ash, do you know what the price of a Pokéball is?" Daisy asked.

"Oh, oh, I know, I know. 1,000 Pokédollars," Yellow chimed in enthusiastically, causing Ash's heart to skip a beat.

'I can only buy 10 Pokéballs with my sponsorship from Professor Oak. Holy, what about the rest who don't have that privilege?' Ash thought to himself as Daisy nodded.

"Looks like you finally get why a battler does a side job," Daisy said, continuing, "It's not just the equipment that's expensive; there's the food, then healing at the Pokémon Center."

"Isn't that free?" Ash asked, hopeful.

"Yes, but only for Class A and above trainers," Daisy explained, then added, "Well, I'm sure my words answered why the majority of trainers do side jobs, but you don’t have to worry. You’re luckier than most because of Gramps’s sponsorship."

Ash nodded, acknowledging that he truly was fortunate.

If it weren't for his uncanny sense of déjà vu of Ash Ketchum, he might have had a weaker starter, and the whole opportunity with Professor Oak might never have happened.

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"Luck isn’t going to save you all the time," a voice called in his mind.

Ash took a deep breath, realizing he needed to make the best of everything he had. Given that this was Ash Ketchum’s body, troubles with evil teams and legendaries were likely just around the corner.

Ash could feel his heart in his throat.

Just consider this all beginner's luck for being the protagonist.

Wait, am I the protagonist, though?

Ash pondered, recognizing how different this world was from the Pokémon anime.

He lightly tapped his face a few times, steeling himself for whatever came next. 'Whatever happens, make the best of everything you've got,' he reminded himself.

'Who cares if I’m the protagonist or not? I'll just do what I can and do it well,' he resolved, echoing the sentiment of the saying, "Make hay while the sun shines."

"Are you going somewhere?" Yellow asked curiously Delia and Daisy.

"Well, firstly we are going to the salon," Daisy replied.

Yellow looked as though she wanted to join them.

"Then we are going to talk to a lawyer," Daisy continued.

"Why?" Ash asked, intrigued.

"This," Delia said, pulling out a poster for a real estate business. Ash read the words on it: The real estate that molded a Tier 10 trainer, Ash Ketchum. Our homes forge champions.

Ash and Yellow cringed at the blatant misuse of Ash's name.

"Is that the real estate company you work for?" Ash asked.

"Worked at," Delia corrected. "They didn't ask my permission to use my name, so I'm going to sue them on grounds of unauthorized use and infringement of my right to publicity," Delia said with a smirk.

"Isn't that going to cost a lot?"

"We aren't planning to take this to court," Daisy explained, shaking her head.

"Delia here wants to settle this matter out of court. We are going to negotiate a settlement from the company for the unauthorized use of her name. Either way, we're trying to avoid litigation—it's a whole can of Caterpies we'd rather not open."

Daisy and Delia high-fived, satisfied with their plan. They were prepared to engage in pre-litigation negotiations, hoping to leverage the threat of a public lawsuit to facilitate a private settlement. Their strategy was to approach the company with a cease and desist demand, backed by a detailed letter outlining the legal basis for their claims and the potential damages owed due to the exploitation of Delia's publicity rights without consent.

By sidestepping the court, they hoped to expedite the resolution and reduce the costs associated with a prolonged legal battle, all while securing a fair compensation for the misuse of Delia's name.

"What are you going to do with the money?" Ash asked curiously.

"I think I'll buy a house in Pallet Town and set up my own restaurant. Whatever remains, you can use that for your career, baby," Delia said with a warm smile.

Ash felt touched by her generosity as he glanced back at his book, pondering his future.

"What kind of trainer do I want to be?" he mused aloud. Looking at Yellow, he asked, "What about you? What do you want?"

Yellow sighed thoughtfully.

"I don't know, probably a field trainer. I want to see the world and the cute Pokémon."

Ash nodded, liking the idea of being the complete opposite of who he was on Earth—a shut-in.

The thought of being an adventurer, exploring the outdoors, seemed like a promising path to becoming a better version of himself.

"Let's become field trainers," he decided.

"Yay!" Yellow cheered, her enthusiasm contagious.

Delia, overhearing their plans, chuckled. "Look at these two just want an excuse to run around in the woods; Alone," Daisy teased.

Delia then turned to the duo with a stern look.

"Focus on your careers first. I don’t want to be a grandma so soon," she said, half-jokingly.

Yellow and Ash turned bright red at the comment, both caught off guard. Ash immediately opened his book and buried himself in it as if it was the most interesting thing in the world, while Yellow pretended to fall asleep.

Their reactions caused Daisy and Delia to laugh as they left the house.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Ash felt a gentle tap on his shin.

He looked up to see Yellow giving him a sheepish glance.

Words seemed superfluous; the air was thick with embarrassment.

"I think Chu-Chu is calling for me," she finally said, breaking the silence.

As Yellow stood to leave, Ash's eyes followed her.

A thought escaped his lips before he could catch it.

"I wouldn't mind becoming a father," he mused aloud, more to himself than to her.

Yellow halted mid-step, frozen for a moment.

Ash's heart skipped a beat as he realized he had spoken his thoughts out loud. In a panic, he buried his face back into his book, too shy to meet her eyes.

If only Ash had looked up, he would have seen the joy that briefly danced across Yellow's face before she composed herself and hurried upstairs.

Her heart was fluttering with excitement at the thought, even as she chided herself, Bad, Yellow, bad. We just got in a relationship 3 days ago... Marriage is a long way off.