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Backstage at the Coordination Contest.
The contestants had already drawn lots the previous day to determine the order of their performances in the first round. Those who had yet to take the stage had to wait quietly backstage.
"Whew, it's finally starting."
"Are you that nervous, Kushina? Haven't we already performed on stage many times?"
Mikoto sat beside her best friend, smiling at Kushina.
"Ah, but this time is different! At least a few million people are watching this competition!"
Kushina clenched the hem of her dress with both hands, looking visibly tense.
A year ago, these two women had decided to travel together, participating in various lower-level Coordination Contests. Initially, it was just a way to pass the time, combining travel with coordination training.
Who would have thought that the two of them would actually earn five ribbons and make it to the final stage, becoming two of the top 84 coordinators?
"Relax. The kids are watching from below. If you're too nervous, it'll affect your performance."
Compared to Kushina, who was visibly on edge, Mikoto appeared much more at ease.
Unlike Kushina, who had a strong competitive spirit, Mikoto wasn't aiming for any particular ranking. Just being able to perform beautifully for the children in the first round was enough for her.
Not far away, two young girls were arguing.
They were Uta and Temari, two of the "Four Little Fairies."
"In the first round, I'll score at least three points higher than you!"
Uta crossed her arms and looked down at Temari with a proud expression.
At twelve years old, Uta had developed faster than Temari, standing nearly a head taller.
"Hmph, quit boasting. Have you ever beaten me by three points before?"
Though younger and smaller, Temari had no shortage of confidence.
In their many past lower-level Coordination Contests, they had won and lost against each other repeatedly, but the largest point gap had only ever been 2.2 points.
"What's the use of getting a high score in the performance round? Neither of you are winning the championship anyway."
At that moment, Carina walked over and joined the fight.
Today, Carina looked particularly elegant and refined, thanks to the meticulous styling. She exuded an air of maturity that instantly overshadowed the other two girls.
"As if you're going to win it either!"
Uta wasn't intimidated. She stepped up to Carina and puffed out her chest, pushing Carina back a couple of steps.
Temari glanced at Carina and, though she said nothing, the disdain in her eyes was evident.
"I don't care. As long as neither of you win, I'll be happy."
Carina lifted her chin and walked away in her high heels.
She was in an excellent mood today—looking this stunning, she had no time to waste arguing.
"Uta-nee, Temari-nee, are you two fighting?"
Just as Uta and Temari were about to start another round of trash talk, a tall girl, Shirahoshi, drifted over.
Her large, ocean-blue eyes were filled with concern.
To her, keeping their friendship intact was far more important than winning some competition.
"No, we're not." x2
Backstage was full of similar groups.
Most of the 84 contestants knew each other well, having competed against one another in numerous lower-level Coordination Contests over the past year.
Because of this, they were also quite familiar with each other's skills.
Aside from any secret weapons or hidden talents, most of them already had a pretty good idea of who was most likely to win the championship.
Among them, three contestants attracted the most attention.
The first was the queen of Kamabakka Kingdom and the Fairy-type Gym Leader of the maritime world—44-year-old Emporio Ivankov.
Ivankov was a born performer and a genius coordinator.
Due to her responsibilities as a Gym Leader, she rarely had time to participate in lower-level Coordination Contests.
She had only entered five contests—and won all five.
Each time, Ivankov put on a flamboyant, personality-filled performance with her Fairy-type Pokémon.
And as for the second round's battle portion, there was no need to even mention it.
As a Gym Leader, her strength was undeniable. She was easily capable of reaching the top eight in a Pokémon Battle Tournament.
The second was Cavendish, a prince of the Bourgeois Kingdom and a top-16 contestant in the second Pokémon Battle Tournament.
Cavendish was the only contestant excelling in both battles and coordination.
While challenging Gyms and collecting badges, he also participated in Coordination Contests to earn ribbons.
Cavendish was extremely vain and obsessed with fame.
He didn't care whether his reputation was good or bad—he simply enjoyed being the center of attention.
As long as all eyes were on him, he was happy. He would even go to extreme lengths to shock the audience and steal the spotlight.
Because of this, the most attention-grabbing competitions—the Pokémon Battle Tournament and the Coordination Contest—became his ultimate goals.
He wasn't here for money or power—only fame.
His battle skills needed no explanation. Reaching the top 16 in the Pokémon Battle Tournament was proof enough of his strength.
The first contestant, Ivankov, was biologically male but could transform into a female.
The second contestant, Cavendish, was a straight male through and through.
And the third was a woman from the Shinobi World—the wife of Konoha's young master, 23-year-old Kurenai.
Kurenai had joined the Coordination Contest simply to follow in the footsteps of her lover, Asuma.
Asuma had no desire to remain confined to Konoha and the Shinobi World, so a year ago, he had applied to join the Pokémon League's Inspection Team. He was now a squad captain overseeing hundreds of subordinates.
Kurenai never expected to make it this far or gain such fame.
Her original plan was just to build a reputation so she could use it to join Asuma's squad.
She became famous for her "illusionary performances," which were nearly indistinguishable from Genjutsu.
And in the second-round battle competitions, she consistently won her matches, earning widespread recognition.
Her fans called her the Crimson-Eyed Control Princess.
Her Pokémon were highly skilled in illusion-based tactics, often leaving opponents dazed or making them perform bizarre actions during battle. This was how she earned the title of Control Princess.
These three were the frontrunners in most people's eyes for the Coordination Contest championship.
However, while casual viewers focused on these three, seasoned coordinators noticed something else.
Besides these three, a select few contestants also had their eyes on a man standing quietly in the corner, draped in a black-feathered coat.
A metallic beak-shaped mask covered his mouth, and he occasionally glanced at Ivankov beside him, indicating they had a good relationship.
His true identity was shrouded in mystery, known to very few.
He was Crow, a commander of the "Northern Army" of the Revolutionary Army and a Coal-Human who had eaten the Logia-type Coal-Coal Fruit.
He had once personally delivered a Devil Fruit to Dak at the Seven Water City's Pokémon Daycare branch on behalf of the Revolutionary Army.
Unlike the three champions, Crow had never displayed overwhelming strength in Coordination Contests.
He always barely made it past the first round of performances and ranked outside the top eight in battles.
Because of this, most people overlooked him.
But those who had faced him directly sensed an eerie unease—proof that he was no ordinary contestant.
"And now, let's welcome our first contestant from the New World—@&#% to the stage! Let's give them a warm round of applause!"
Clap clap clap!
As the host's voice echoed and applause filled the air, the first Coordination Contest officially began.
Dak, sitting among the spectators, had little initial interest.
After all, what hadn't he seen before?
How could some performances impress him?
But he was quickly proven wrong—internally cursing himself for being short-sighted.
Each of the 84 contestants was indeed a top-tier coordinator.
Even the relatively unknown first contestant delivered a breathtaking "Volcanic Eruption" performance, drawing gasps from the audience.
Had this performance been in a lower-level Coordination Contest, it would have had a strong chance of earning the highest score.
Seeing the reactions from Kirito and Asuna—who were experiencing a Coordination Contest for the first time—Dak couldn't help but grin.
As the excitement in his heart grew, Dak opened the Pokémon Shop and purchased a new World Anchor.
It was time to expand the Pokémon League's reach, to let Pokémon influence more worlds, and to create a Pokémon universe centered on Pokémon and peace.
And now, it was time to decide the fourth linked world.
(End of Chapter)
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