~Soutarou POV~
Soutarou glanced over at the clock and sighed, 'This old fart! He said he'd be here at 6:00PM! I took my beauty nap and prepared all the documentation so we could start negotiations for the Rotomdex. But nope! As expected of the world's greatest mind, truly unreliable.'
All while Soutarou was cursing Professor Oak in his mind, Milotic and Ralts were arguing about who should sleep where and Ralts complaining about Milotic's golden tipped tail poking her. At the same time, Milotic complained that Ralts took too much of Soutarou's chest and face area leaving her to only wrap around his waist and legs. To which Ralts paused and thought,
Milotic was clueless and only wanted to rub faces with her master, unfortunately she didn't realize Soutarou likely wouldn't let her sleep with him again as she was cold blooded and made him shiver the entire nap.
Soutarou sighed and paused for a moment as he narrowed his eyes at his shadow and sent a transmission to Ralts making her pause arguing with Milotic for a moment, {Ralts. Check my shadow. Thoroughly. I just felt a shiver, I think a ghost type pokemon might've slipped into my shadow.}
Ralts' eyes narrowed into slits and Milotic paused and stared at Soutarou's shadow and looked over at Soutarou, for him to send a pulse of clear, almost see through golden energy into Milotic and conveying what he revealed to Ralts.
Ralts' eyes under her blue bangs stayed narrowed, all while her entire body lit up with psychic energy and Soutarou at the same time closed his eyes focused his psychic energy to the best of his ability into Ralts, attempting to enhance her attempt to check his shadow.
{Master, there are remnants of Ghost Type energy, but I'm not high enough level or this being has hidden too well, even with your enhancement I can't find them.}
Soutarou's eyes narrowed, but then he just gave it up and shrugged before saying, {Alright, just keep your eyes open, tell Milotic to do the same. For now just ignore it, if it's really a level difference, looking into my shadow might provoke something that we don't currently have the ability to fight. I'll let Sebastian know… Just stick close.}
Ralts nodded vigorously before suddenly appearing on Soutarou's shoulder making him deadpan at her. Milotic let out a muffled, but angry, "Muiii!"
Ralts on the hand just covered her mouth with her white stubby hands giggling for a moment before she started singing, "Ralu. Ralu. Ralu. Ra-ra. Ralu!~"
She bobbed her head to the left and right while playfully kicking her little legs out in the air as if playing on a swing. Soutarou's gaze softened because it was honestly very cute, all while Milotic's gaze kept getting darker and darker. In the end Milotic wrapped herself around Soutarou's waist like a boa constrictor. Her head and blue hair playfully brushed against Soutarou. Causing Soutarou to both sigh because he was having a hard time breathing and because of how troublesome it was to deal with these two pokemon.
'What will it be like when I have a full team of six or even more than that? Perhaps maybe I should get male Pokémon? Let's leave it up to fate… I'm not going to be like Ash who left his Lunala with Professor Kukui or gods knows how many he left with Professor Oak… Even if I have more than the carry limit, I'll take them all with me. I won't abandon any of my Pokémon…'
'Well let's focus on the important things for now…'
Soutarou began to confirm and organize information in his brain while also sorting and leaving major questions to one side of his mind.
'Why was Alola already a part of the League?'
'Why is the League so underdeveloped, but why does each region also seem so much stronger?'
'Why do the villain groups seem even more powerful?'
'Why am I getting this feeling of Déjà vu?'
'Why was I really reincarnated?'
'I suppose this is always how it is… when one question gets answered, another dozen pop up…'
'Let's focus what I can control I suppose… The legal and our R&D departments created a patented proto type in less than three days. It got approved almost immediately thanks to how many of these League idiots are under our "payroll." As expected of the most corrupt organization in the Pokemon world. Strongest Indigo League?'
'Yeah sure, more like Team Rocket & The Masked Men's Indigo League. Don't even get me started on the other regions where Lysandre was the Chairman of the Kalos League and Team Plasma literally slapped their HQ right next to Unova League HQ. Just how many league members are traitors?'
'I'll have to do a full search and check and start flagging customer purchases for monitoring. I've also got to cut off Silph Co.'s main markets… Ideally throwing Devon, Silph Co. and Macro Cosmos into the gutter… If I time things right I might be able to leverage Aster's death and the Rayquaza Incident to throw Silph Co. and Devon down the drain… As for Macro Cosmos… Just wait for Rose to implode… Though I still have to check if he's actually the chairman of the Galar League here… Still there's not a single law against Monopolies here… So it's time for a Standard "Pokémon Company" as there was a Standard Oil company in my old world.'
'As for partners… I wonder if I grab people like Colress, Blaine, and Dr. Fuji….? Maybe not Blaine and Dr. Fuji… but if I grab Colress and fund the hell out of him and only ask him to provide me with results, would he be alright with it? So many things to think about… and of course I have to reincarnated in Pokémon where there's nine, maybe more regions, with over a thousand unique pokemon…'
'I guess the saving grace is I didn't reincarnate in Digimon or YuGiOh where there's so much more… Still this is a headache… I don't know if the anime is the correct timeline, if the manga is, or if the games are… Not to mention if it really is the manga timeline I might be screwed, because I read like one chapter to pretend that I read it on those forums.'
'As for the Anime I only watched up to Alola… as for games I've played almost all though I never bothered to finish Sword & Shield or Scarlet & Violet… High school and university time management got me there… Well at least I know the general gist… Though now that I've thought about it… I've bought thousands of raw terra crystals from Paldea… But I have no way to convert them into Terra Orbs… Seems I'll need to have our departments get in contact with Turo and Sada…'
Sitting on a chair with Ralts on his shoulder and Milotic's large head on his lap with his legs crossed all while he softly brushed her hair. Milotic's body was wrapped behind the chair making it seem as if Soutarou was a villain character with his dog on his lap and his villainous parrot or hawk on his shoulder. Or so he thought, he was honestly pretending to be cool which made Sebastian who had just walked in, pause and then deadpan. The butler just sighed and said, "Young Master. Professor Oak has sent word he'll be here shortly."
Soutarou who was pretending to be cool and losing himself in his thoughts snapped up straight causing Ralts to almost fall. He looked over and said, "Finally, that damn old coot."
Sebastian choked on air for a moment and said, "I'm also from Professor Oak's generation…"
Soutarou sheepishly scratched his head and said, "Sorry?"
Sebastian just shook his head and said, "I'll have the conference room ready."
Soutarou nodded and got up and said, "Ralts. Teleport."
Ralt's body glowed in a blue hue before that hue extended to Milotic and Soutarou and the trio disappeared from the sitting area next to the Primary Bedroom of the manor.
Reappearing outside of the Manor the trio waited for just a moment, before a muffled, almost distant scream could be heard, "Draaagoooniteeeeee slooooooow dooownnnnn!"
'As expected this old man is as unreliable as ever.'
Soutarou sighed and pretended to look down at his wrist as if looking at a nonexistent watch as he said, "Ralts be ready to use psychic to catch a falling Old Man in about… ten seconds."
Milotic just craned her neck up and looked up while Ralts had literal question marks written all over her head as she thought,
Soutarou looked up and cursed that he didn't bring any popcorn as a speeding pudgy orange figure became clear, and then it just stopped launching a poor old man wearing a white lab coat right off. Soutarou watched with amusement and said, "Ralts. Psychic. Slow his fall."
Ralts, whose body was already glowing, just pointed her hand upwards and slowed Professor Oak's fall to a snail's pace and the confused Dragonite panicked and came over only to see Soutarou's Ralts already using Psychic to safely lower Professor Oak.
Soutarou's smile almost seemed to spill off his face and he said, "Ralts please reorient our guest properly, so he can land on his feet."
Ralts just glanced over at Soutarou and just shook her head and flipped the poor old man and brought him to the ground. The man coughed a bit and dusted off his lab coat and lightly scolded his Dragonite that was now sat on the paved front road of the Morita Manor.
Soutarou waited patiently before Professor Oak turned around, what was confusing was that Oak's eyes immediately dilated and he turned pale as if he had just seen a ghost.
Soutarou's expression turned questioning before he said, "I presume you're Professor Oak?"
Oak muttered, "S-soutarou?"
This time Soutarou was absolutely flabbergasted and he said, "I wasn't aware I was that famous Professor Oak. I am pleased to meet you. I'm Soutarou, Soutarou Morita. Heir to the Morita Corporation and the origin of the idea for the Rotomdex. Please follow me inside. Due to the late nature of our meeting I've already had Sebastian prepare a guest bedroom and dinner for you as well. So let's start with dinner, before we begin our discussion."
Oak looked utterly confused and he questioned, "You said Soutarou Morita? Not Summers?"
Soutarou frowned and narrowed his eyes and said, "Not Summers. Morita."
Professor Oak sighed deeply and said, "Sorry there Mr. Morita, I mistook you for an old friend of mine… Unfortunately he's been dead for nearly three decades now… Even your name is the same… Coincidences really do happen don't they? You aren't a Ditto by chance are you?"
Soutarou chuckled and said, "No, no I am not a ditto. I can also confirm I am not a zorua or a zoroark cloaked in an illusion."
Professor Oak titled his head, "Zoroark?"
Soutarou paused and then remembered something and said, "It's a type of pokemon I've labeled Dark Type, it uses illusions to disguise to hide or disguise itself as other pokemon or even people."
Professor Oak's eyes lit up with glee and sheer child-like curiosity as he said, "You wouldn't happen to have one would you?"
Soutarou sadly shook his head and said, "While I may not… I do have the data on it. That's a part of our discussion. Let's have dinner first, with how many things we'll have to discuss. It'll take quite some time."
Oak nodded and Soutarou finally put his hand out for a handshake and the two amiably went inside with Oak questioning Soutarou and Soutarou questioning back and answering politely. In fact, the dinner that was supposed to only last about 30 to 40 minutes ended up taking nearly two hours.
Professor Oak patted his, now bulging, belly in satisfaction and said, "It's been a long time since I've had Old Valor's cooking… Truly impressive as ever."
Sebastian, who had been standing to the side with a smile on his face simply said, "Glad you feel that way, Samuel. Young Master, how was it?"
Soutarou dabbled his mouth with his cloth napkin and said, "Excellent as always."
Ralts feeling like she needed to say something as well said, {Mhm… Thanks as well.}
Milotic followed Suite with a cheerful, "Miuuu~"
Causing Professor Oak who'd been hyper focused on the conversation to turn and look over and say, "Wonderful! A shiny Ralts, I believe and a shiny Milotic? Though I must say, Sebastian you know your not supposed to help or give a new trainer a fully trained pokemon-"
Soutarou interrupted and said, "No, I think you misunderstood, I raised Milotic from a Feebas into, well, Milotic."
Oak's eyes widened again and he went on a tangent before Soutarou finally got him back on track and said, "Shall we head to the conference room? Our legal teams are waiting there for us to finalize the details of the Rotomdex."
Oak nodded and the two headed into the conference room where a legal team was waiting with slightly impatient faces, though at some point Soutarou had Ralts send a message to Sebastian to serve them dinner as well, so they weren't as noticeably unhappy as they could have been.
Soutarou sat at one end of the table with the M. Corp legal team, while Oak sat on the other end with two older looking lawyers, who were obviously old friends of his.
Soutarou looked around the room and said, "Let's begin."