Internet Magic in Fairy Tail (Re-upload)

As the dust settled, Jenny's Raichu stood back up, unwavering.

"Raichu..."

It let out a determined cry, its eyes locked firmly on its opponent.

Pikachu remained in place, waiting for instructions. Pokémon generally wouldn't attack on their own without a command from their trainer.

Jenny set aside the matter of the Everstone and encouraged her Raichu from the sidelines.

"Come on, Raichu! You can't lose to Pikachu!"

Despite taking a direct hit from Thunderbolt, Raichu wasn't gravely injured.

Both Raichu and Pikachu naturally possessed Electric Resistance, mitigating damage from electric attacks. This resistance came from the Lost Magic of Kain Hikaru's Ushi no Koku Mairi, which scaled with level—higher levels meant greater resistance.

Nate shrugged and said, "You really want to win, huh? Why not switch to a Pokémon that counters Electric types? Mid-match swaps are allowed; didn't you know that?"

"I'm not switching!" Jenny snapped. "My Raichu won't lose to a Pikachu! Raichu, use Quick Attack!"

Almost simultaneously, Nate gave his command: "Quick Attack."

Raichu and Pikachu dashed forward at blinding speed, charging directly at each other.

Thunk!

Their heads collided in the center of the arena, neither willing to back down.

But Pikachu had the upper hand in raw stats. Eventually, Raichu was sent flying backward by the impact.

Nate chuckled, "With the same species, a max-level, high-bond Pikachu has at least 10% better base stats than a standard max-level Raichu. How can you win?"

After a pause, he added, "Let me show you a fun move. Pikachu, use Body Slam!"

"Pika!"

Pikachu's short legs sprinted forward, chasing after the fallen Raichu. It leaped high into the air, flipping twice before its body hardened like a rock.

"Chuu!"

With a cry, Pikachu dove down in a crushing motion, aiming straight for the grounded Raichu.

Jenny panicked, shouting, "Dodge it, Raichu!"

Wait a minute—how do you know that move?

Nate raised an eyebrow, surprised. Was Pikachu just winging it?

In the arena, Raichu struggled to get up but couldn't move in time.

Wham!

Pikachu landed squarely on Raichu's head, delivering a powerful blow. Raichu fell back to the ground, unable to get up this time.

"Darn it... I lost. Even an evolved Pokémon couldn't beat its pre-evolution..." Jenny could no longer stand proudly with her hands on her hips; she covered her face in frustration.

Why was this Pikachu so strong?

Was it just because of its bond with Nate?

And what was that Body Slam? Why didn't her Raichu know it?

Jenny felt like Nate was cheating—but she had no proof.

"Come back, Raichu!" she called, recalling her Pokémon. "I've got six Pokémon; I'll still win in the end. Go, Sandslash!"

A flash of white light revealed Sandslash, a bipedal Pokémon resembling a spiny anteater. Its tough, spiked skin served as natural armor against attacks, while its large claws made formidable weapons.

Everyone knew that Ground types counter Electric types.

Although the Celestial Pokémon game didn't make type advantages as critical as in the official Pokémon games, the advantage still existed.

Nate's Pikachu couldn't win against a counter type—not in its current state. Not unless there was at least a 10-level gap between them.

But it was clear Jenny's Sandslash was also max-level.

"Come back, Pikachu."

Following its trainer's command, Pikachu turned around and sprinted toward Nate, transforming into a beam of light and entering its Poké Ball—Card.

Nate then pulled out another Celestial Card.

"You're switching Pokémon?"

"Of course," Nate replied with a faint smile. "This is my third Pokémon. Be careful—it could wipe out all six of yours. Go, Snor..."

His words were abruptly cut off.

Nate felt someone kissing him in the real world. Quickly, he changed course: "I'll play with you next time. Something urgent just came up. Goodbye, Jenny-san."

With that, he forfeited, exited the game, and left her dumbfounded.

[You have won the match. Points +3.]

The victory notification popped up, but Jenny couldn't feel happy about it.

"Ugh, running away again! What could possibly be so important?"

…

Back in the real world, inside the house.

Nate opened his eyes just as Mirajane's lips pulled away from his cheek.

"Awake already?"

The guild's waitress smiled softly. "It's getting late; I need to head to the guild. You should rest some more."

She slipped out of bed without letting the covers fall, keeping the warmth sealed in. Then, in one smooth motion, she walked nude toward the bathroom.

"Let's shower together."

Nate grinned as he followed and scooped her up from behind.

"Ah~ What are you doing?" Mirajane whispered shyly. "It still hurts, you know."

"Taking a bath. What else could I mean?" Nate said with complete seriousness as he carried her into the bathroom.

Mira glanced downward and blushed even more when she noticed Nate's morning... enthusiasm.

…

Showering together took significantly more time than showering alone.

By the time they finished, it was already past 8 a.m. Mirajane hurried off to the guild, while Nate stayed behind.

He summoned his Thought Projection once again, instructing it to write code for improving the forum's layout.

Currently, the forum was overcrowded and chaotic. He planned to divide it into more sub-forums, each catering to specific interests:

Game Discussions: Separate spaces for each game.

Magic Enthusiasts: A place for magic-related conversations.

And so on.

This restructuring wasn't difficult and wouldn't take the Projection long to complete.

With it working on that, Nate turned his thoughts to the ongoing Pokémon Tournament.

The online matches were heating up, but he wondered how the offline arrangements were progressing.

He decided to message Hisui, the Royal Princess.

Sigma Male: "The tournament matches have started. In two weeks, we'll have the top 1,000 players."

Hisui: "I've seen it! I even tried playing earlier but lost. The players are so strong."

Sigma Male: "It's just the beginning. For now, opponents are matched by close scores, but soon you'll face both stronger and weaker players. Give it a few days. How are preparations on your end?"

Hisui: "The arena is fully set up. But there's something about broadcasting the matches that I wanted to ask you."

Sigma Male: "What's the issue?"

Hisui: "Other guilds have submitted their Gym Leader rosters. Who is the Gym Leader for Fairy Tail?"

Ah. That was something he hadn't decided yet.

Initially, he'd thought about letting Natsu take the role, but with only one Pokémon—his Charizard—it wasn't viable.

Sigma Male: "I forgot to ask. I'll get back to you later. By the way, which guilds are participating?"

Hisui: "Including Fairy Tail, there are twelve guilds in total."

She sent over an attachment:

12 Gym List.jpg

Nate opened the file. It contained the names and emblems of the twelve participating guilds, along with some brief descriptions:

Fairy Tail

Blue Pegasus

Lamia Scale

Mermaid Heel

Sabertooth

Quatro Cerberus

Titan Nose

Orochi's Fin

Phoenix Grave

Dullahan Head

Dwarf Gear

Scarmiglione

Twelve official guilds.

Half of them Nate barely recognized.

Interestingly, many guild names referenced mythical creatures, including Fairy Tail itself.

His attention lingered on Sabertooth.

"Have they already changed Guild Masters? Are the Twin Dragons part of them now?"