Flint stopped at the quarter-finals.
In Natsuhiko's view, with Flint's strength, he definitely shouldn't just be at the quarter-finals.
But unfortunately, there are too many participants this time, and too many insane competitors.
Especially those seasoned Trainers dispatched from the Alola Region who didn't play by the usual Tactics at all.
Luck.
Has undoubtedly become a very critical aspect in this event.
Look at who made it to the semi-finals.
Lance, Hilona, the Royal Masked Man, and Natsuhiko himself.
Not to mention Lance and Hilona, but this Royal Masked Man, impersonated by Dr. Kukui, temporarily holding the title of initial Champion of the Alola Region Pokemon Alliance as a Doctor, his strength definitely should not be underestimated.
So.
Forget Flint stopping at the quarter-finals, any of these four could have stopped at the quarter-finals with a bit of bad luck.
Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, Flint and Natsuhiko left the arena together.
This time.
The host didn't stop anyone for an interview.
The two went together to the Poke Center facility within Manaro Arena to heal the injured Pokémon.
"What do you want to say to me?"
While waiting at the Poke Center, Flint asked with a smile.
"Fairy Type."
Natsuhiko turned and looked straight at Flint sitting on the chair next to him, speaking solemnly and carefully.
"Hmm?"
Flint was slightly stunned.
Natsuhiko grinned, "Hilona showcased her Togekiss today. Do you think the Alliance will take notice?"
"Of course, they'll take notice. Even if the Fairy Type was insane before, you were the only one who had it. But now, Hilona's Togekiss has also awakened..."
As he spoke, Flint's voice gradually got smaller.
Previously, most of his thoughts were focused on battling Natsuhiko. Now that he's sitting down to rest, he vaguely understood Natsuhiko's intention.
"You want to use this method to make the Alliance cautious? In exchange for a Doctorate?"
Flint's eyes widened, surprised by Natsuhiko's actions, admiring his audacity.
Negotiating terms with the Alliance?
Even their giant, Devon Company, finds it hard to have equal dialogue with the Alliance, let alone negotiate terms.
Natsuhiko was speechless.
"What are you thinking? Negotiating terms with the Alliance? I'm not in that position or capable."
"Then you..."
"I'll tell the Alliance the method." Natsuhiko shrugged, seeming very candid, "But..."
After a slight pause, he continued, "Aren't you curious about the Fairy Type Energy Block formula I fed to Hilona's Togekiss?"
By now, Flint fully understood what Natsuhiko meant.
His eyes lit up, "You want to collaborate with Devon?"
"I wonder if I'm qualified?" Natsuhiko placed a hand on Flint's shoulder.
"If you're not qualified, then there are not many people in the world who can collaborate with Devon." Flint said with a hint of teasing.
The future's youngest Pokemon Doctor.
Even though Natsuhiko might not be able to become a Doctor this time, no one would doubt his ability to become a Pokémon Doctor in the future; it's almost a sure thing.
Plus the titles of "Hero of Truth," Deputy Chief of Interpol, Gym Leader, and many others.
He's definitely qualified.
Not to mention the most crucial aspect.
The relationship between Natsuhiko and Flint.
What the Alliance wants is just promotion.
But how to promote, the Alliance doesn't really care.
Take Pokeballs, for example, they're crucial, right?
Definitely more crucial than the Fairy Type.
Yet the production of Pokeballs is mainly held by Silver and Devon, these two major companies, and the Alliance has no intention of taking them back.
Natsuhiko can tell the Alliance how to awaken the Fairy Type.
Perhaps for a short period, the Alliance will pay attention.
But as Fairy Energy gradually revives, Fairy-type Pokémon will awaken themselves, making the method less important.
Then, it will be time for Devon Company to step in.
Not to mention how much money they can make.
Money, for Devon, is just a series of numbers.
What matters most to them is the market.
With the leading edge, Devon Company can occupy the market earliest.
Becoming the first to take a slice of the cake.
That's what's truly important.
For big companies like Silver and Devon, the market is their lifeline.
As Devon's Young Master, Flint understands this well.
"Then you can try talking to the old man." Natsuhiko said.
"No need."
Flint waved his hand.
"My father can't refuse this matter, nor can the Devon board." He was very certain.
Refuse?
Only fools would refuse.
Even if they gave all the money they earned to Natsuhiko, they wouldn't refuse.
The importance of market share far outweighs a series of numbers.
But for Natsuhiko, the only thing he valued was that series of numbers.
"Alright then, I'll make a list for you. You can start arranging acquisitions of the things on it."
As he spoke, Natsuhiko handed the paper he had prepared to Flint.
Flint raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but tease, "Wow, you've already got us pegged."
Despite his words, he still carefully put the paper away.
The two sat quietly for a while, and Flint asked:
"By the way, Natsuhiko, do you think there's anything I need to improve on?"
Natsuhiko looked at him curiously.
This isn't the kind of question Flint should be asking.
Flint rubbed his ring, not noticing Natsuhiko's expression, and continued, "Just feeling a bit lost, especially in building my team lineup."