Pokemon: I Transmigrated Twice

"Alright, now we can properly talk about work."

As the chaos gradually subsided, Stephen clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention back to himself.

At this moment, among the dozens of Team Rocket members left behind by Giovanni, led by Petrel, not a single one still had an intact expression.

Looking at several subordinates being carried to the medical room with their crotches scorched black, and others beaten to a pulp, Petrel secretly felt fortunate that he had the wits to cover his little brother during the beating.

"Everyone put on the Aether Foundation uniforms. From now on, the Aether Foundation and Team Rocket are the same."

Stephen spoke again.

This time, no one dared to question Stephen's authority. Even Petrel obediently accepted a white Aether Foundation uniform.

However, despite the uniform, it could not hide the vibe of a wannabe tough guy radiating from him.

"You don't need to change. Once the company is established, you'll be heading back."

Stephen turned to Petrel and said.

The reason Giovanni left Petrel here was mostly for appearances. Or, rather, it was a reminder to Lusamine: don't get any funny ideas—my people are watching you.

But Stephen felt it was unnecessary. Lusamine, who had not yet completely darkened and still had the Achilles' heels of Gladion and Lillie, was unlikely to have the courage.

"Got it, boss~"

Petrel rolled his eyes, pulled off the uncomfortable white uniform, and threw it aside.

Damn it, why wasn't Proton the one left behind? Now I had to take a beating for nothing.

"President Lusamine, I'd like to discuss the future of the Aether Foundation with you."

Stephen walked up to Lusamine.

"Don't call me that. I'm no longer the president."

Lusamine's pale complexion, paired with her stunningly beautiful face, gave her an otherworldly, fragile beauty.

Though her life had been spared, seeing Petrel and the Team Rocket members now wearing her company's uniforms, Lusamine knew that, for a long time to come, her entire family would live in fear under Team Rocket's watchful eyes.

This left her with no sense of relief for having survived.

And this was precisely why Giovanni had left Petrel behind.

"No, the president of the Aether Foundation will always be you. And soon, you will also become the president of Rainbow Corp.."

Rainbow Corp.?

Lusamine blinked in surprise upon hearing the name.

What is Giovanni planning now?

"Let's talk in my room," Lusamine sighed deeply.

"Mother…"

Lillie called out to her mother in worry.

"I'm fine."

Lusamine forced herself to appear calm and gently patted Lillie's head.

Behind her, Karen stepped forward, placing her hands on Lillie's shoulders, crouching down to comfort the doll-like, delicate girl.

...

After arriving in Lusamine's all-white room, Stephen glanced at the family photo on her vanity table. Lusamine then raised her hand, gesturing for Stephen to take a seat.

"Stephen-kun, you don't mind if I call you that, do you?"

Lusamine tried to establish some familiarity, though, in truth, her feelings toward Stephen had grown more positive.

In Lusamine's eyes, if not for Stephen's intervention, it would have been nearly impossible for her family to survive.

And since both of them had been forced into Team Rocket's fold, they were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope. This gave her a certain level of trust in Stephen.

"Of course, I'd be honored."

Stephen's response reassured Lusamine somewhat, but as she thought of Team Rocket's reputation and the power Giovanni had displayed, the elegant woman subconsciously clenched the hem of her white dress and pressed her lips tightly together.

"Stephen-kun, tell me… what should we do next?"

"First, let's send Lillie and Gladion away from the Aether Foundation. The Pokémon School run by Professor Samson Oak, cousin of Professor Oak, would be a good choice."

Stephen's first suggestion struck a chord with Lusamine.

 Right now, what she worried about the most was her two children.

Samson Oak was the cousin of the renowned Professor Samuel Oak, and Professor Kukui from Alola also worked at this school.

 It was indeed a good place to go.

"I'd recommend the Naranja Academy in Paldea more. The teaching resources there are richer, and Lillie and Gladion could receive better protection."

"That's true, but… would Mr. Giovanni agree?"

At this moment, Lusamine had completely lost the confident poise of a woman who had won the Alola Woman of the Year award for nine consecutive years.

 She now appeared like a helpless woman in panic after facing a disaster.

Whatever Stephen said, she just nodded along.

"President…"

"Stephen-kun, we're all in the same boat now. Don't call me President anymore. If you don't mind, just call me 'Auntie.'"

"Uh… alright, Auntie. I don't think you need to worry about this issue. To be honest, what Giovanni values most is my technology. As long as I remain under his control and Lillie and Gladion can keep their mouths shut, he won't interfere much in the lives of these two children."

Hearing Stephen call her "Auntie," a glimmer of light returned to Lusamine's lifeless eyes.

 After hearing the latter part of Stephen's explanation, her expression reflected both relief for her children and sympathy for Stephen.

Poor boy… He would likely have to spend a long time under Giovanni's watchful eye in the future.

Stephen, unaware of what Lusamine was thinking, continued:

 "Auntie, I'd like to talk with you about the Rainbow Corp.."

…

 …

At 8 PM that evening, the Aether Foundation's official website updated with an announcement:

["Thanks to the relentless efforts of the Aether Foundation's Chief Scientist, Dr. Stephen, a groundbreaking product called the Move Machine or TM has been successfully developed. Additionally, President Lusamine will officially establish the Rainbow Corp. on Alola's Ula'ula Island next month to market the TM. President Lusamine will serve as the company's president, and all rights to the product will be overseen by its research director, Dr. Stephen."]

Initially, only the locals of Alola noticed this news.

 When they saw Stephen's photo in the announcement, many Alolans paused in surprise.

"Isn't that the boy who confessed to Lusamine at the awards ceremony the other day? How did he suddenly become the research scientist?"

Shortly afterward, the Aether Foundation released a promotional video online—a video introducing the TM.

Curious, Alolan residents clicked on the video, wanting to see what it was about.

The video began with an Eevee appearing on-screen, hopping playfully to Stephen, who was wearing a lab coat.

["Hello, everyone. Welcome to the Aether Foundation. My name is Stephen."]

As he spoke, Stephen gestured to the Eevee at his feet.

 The Eevee jumped up and began using moves like Tackle and Swift—low-power skills.

Stephen, smiling, addressed the camera:

 ["As we all know, Pokémon can use a variety of moves, which represent their power. Some people use this power for daily life, while others use it for battles."]

Imitating Professor Oak, Stephen spoke as he walked with Eevee into the Pokémon Conservation Area of the Aether Foundation.

 In the background, various types of Pokémon appeared.

Facing the camera again, Stephen continued:

 ["Based on this, I've created a tool called the Move Machine."]

As he spoke, Stephen took a palm-sized, bright red disc out of the pocket of his lab coat.

 This immediately piqued the curiosity of Alolan viewers watching the video.

["Trainers familiar with raising Pokémon know that there are generally three ways for Pokémon to learn new moves:

The most common way—through leveling up and self-discovery.

By inheriting moves from their parents.

By learning from other Pokémon.

Excluding the second method, the other two often require significant time and effort.

But the Move Machine can greatly reduce this time."]

After finishing his explanation, Stephen placed the disc on the forehead of a Slowpoke.

 Within two seconds, the glowing red energy from the disc was absorbed into Slowpoke's body.

["Slowpoke, show everyone your new power,"] Stephen said with a smile.

"Slow…poke…"

Slowpoke, moving as if in slow motion, took five full seconds to open its mouth. Then…

Whoosh!

 A blazing pillar of fire erupted from the depths of Slowpoke's mouth, lighting up the sky above the conservation area.

At that moment, every Alolan viewer watching the video was stunned.

Then, they scrambled to hit the share button, reposting the video across various websites and forums in different regions.