When I woke up, I found myself in a world where pokemons and humans coexisted. I looked at the slightly immature, familiar yet strange face in the mirror.

The words "master of releasing life", "starting point reset", "ultimate straight man" come to mind. No, no! It's rare to be reborn once, and I absolutely cannot bear such labels again.

then--

Master of Release? What? Uncle, you want to help me train Infernape? Please, uncle, don’t you know your level?

Starting from scratch? From then on, the male second who pretended to be cool at the beginning of each region knew what it meant to be beaten by society.

The ultimate straight man? The person involved: Uh... I swear I was just getting along with them normally and didn't try to flirt with them.