Being a Champion sucked. It had been cool when I wanted some power to throw around to help fix some things, but mostly, it was like being babysat. I had schedules laid out for me during certain seasons, I had to play nice, and honestly, my pokémon had to be even stronger than I'd original anticipated, since we had to squash opponents without hurting them.
"I want out," I told Lucian.
"Like you wanted out of your gym?" he replied coolly.
I went to Volkner and Flint next, and they were a little more sympathetic. "Remember when you had to fake a loss? It will be like that, except worse."
"Way worse," Flint agreed. "We're gonna have to vet them, you realize? And then you're going to have to throw yourself under a bus defending them after they take the crown."
"It's not that bad afterward," Volkner said mildly, eying his friend, "but it will be hell for a couple weeks. You'll have to pick someone who's not only an excellent battler, but someone who can deal with all of the issues you
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