Pokemon : The Master of Dragon-Types

Chapter 427 427: 427. The sharp Eleanor

Jacob and Kyle talked for a long time.

He realized that this time, Kyle was serious; he genuinely wanted to change himself. It was clear he truly wanted to be a rapper and, even more so, a Rock-type Gym Leader.

However, becoming a Gym Leader isn't easy. In the entire Capital, with a population of over tens of millions, there are only eighteen Gym Leaders, and only one is a Rock-type Gym Leader.

For Kyle to stand out from the crowd, one could only say his ideals were grand, but reality was cruel.

But since Kyle had made his decision, Jacob, as his friend, would naturally help him as much as possible. In the future, if there were any Rock-type Pokémon with good potential, he could keep an eye out for Kyle.

After bidding farewell to Kyle, Jacob immediately rushed to Eleanor's office to cancel his leave.

Originally, Jacob had called Eleanor, telling her she could just cancel his leave directly and there was no need for him to come in person.

But for some reason, Eleanor was acting very strangely today. She refused to cancel Jacob's leave no matter what, insisting that Jacob had to come in person.

Even when Jacob presented himself as a Doctor, Eleanor wouldn't listen. Left with no choice, Jacob could only go to Eleanor's office in person, grumbling to himself that Eleanor must be in a bad mood, given her short temper.

"Knock, knock." Jacob gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." Eleanor's cool voice came from inside the room, indicating that she was indeed not in a good mood.

Jacob pushed the door open and entered the room, catching an unusual scent in the air.

Eleanor looked up and scrutinized Jacob from head to toe with cold eyes, making Jacob feel a little uneasy.

"Close the door." Eleanor's voice was so cold it made Jacob a little nervous; she was like a completely different person from his usual impression of her.

At this moment, Eleanor truly had a hint of authority, reminding Jacob of a strict homeroom teacher, making him instinctively flinch.

Wait... what am I afraid of? In school, you're my teacher, but in the lab, I'm your superior, aren't I?

Thinking this, Jacob closed the door, straightened his back, held his head high, and strode toward Eleanor. "Eleanor... I'm here to cancel my leave."

"Hmm?" Hearing Jacob's tone and address, the chill on Eleanor's face intensified. "Go lock the door."

Lock the door?

Jacob's heart gave a sudden jolt. His gaze then fell on Eleanor's graceful figure; Eleanor's figure was indeed very good. But then he cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.

His body instinctively retreated, slightly widening the distance between himself and Eleanor. "What are you going to do? I'm a decent person. We're familiar, but I'm not just anyone."

For some reason, when Jacob said this, he instinctively thought of Raya. He was a decent person, but that excluded encountering someone like Raya.

Hearing Jacob's tone, Eleanor knew he must have misunderstood. She inwardly cursed that all men were the same, full of improper thoughts.

Eleanor grew even angrier. She deliberately kept a stern face, said nothing, and directly got up, walked toward the door, locked it, and then walked toward Jacob.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

Eleanor, wearing high heels, made a crisp sound with every step, making Jacob's heart pound.

"No, Eleanor... Teacher Eleanor, what are you doing?" Jacob retreated, almost pressing against the back of the sofa, and asked Eleanor with a nervous expression.

"What am I doing?" Eleanor showed a cold smile, approached Jacob, looked down at him from above, and crossed her arms. "How dare you ask? Think about the things you've done?"

???

What did I do? Jacob's mind was filled with question marks. What rule did he break?

Could it be that his relationship with Raya was exposed? That shouldn't be possible. Thinking this, Jacob's heart also panicked.

He was already feeling guilty, and being confronted by Eleanor made him even more uneasy. "Well, Teacher Eleanor, you have to tell me what happened, right? At least let me know what I did wrong."

"What you did wrong?" Looking at Jacob's flustered and uneasy appearance, Eleanor felt a little better, but she still kept a straight face, leaned down, and approached Jacob, who was sitting on the sofa.

Although the two were not particularly close, Jacob could already smell Eleanor's faint perfume, which was very pleasant and sophisticated. This made Jacob even more nervous, wanting to retreat, but his back was already pressed against the sofa, with nowhere left to go. "Stop, stop... ma'am, what on earth is it? Just say it."

Ma'am?!

The word "ma'am" immediately made Eleanor lose her composure. She was not yet thirty this year, at the peak of her beauty, possessing both the youthful charm of a young woman and the elegant grace of maturity. How could she become the "ma'am" in Jacob's mouth!

"Jacob!" Eleanor immediately became angry out of embarrassment, glaring at Jacob. "Who's 'ma'am'?!"

Jacob also realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly corrected himself. "Teacher Eleanor, Eleanor."

Perhaps it was because the two were too close, coupled with the strong scent of perfume, that Jacob felt quite uncomfortable. Jacob shifted slightly, wanting to move to the side to create a little distance from Eleanor, but unexpectedly, his foot accidentally bumped Eleanor's slender high heel.

"Ah~"

Eleanor also didn't expect Jacob to suddenly move like that. She only had time to let out a startled cry before her entire body fell onto Jacob.

"Hmm?"

Jacob originally wanted to reach out to catch her, but facing Eleanor falling toward him, he didn't know where to put his hands. In the end, he could only place them at his sides, gently supporting Eleanor.

"Teacher Eleanor, be careful. See, if I hadn't caught you, you would have fallen."

???" Eleanor was stunned by Jacob's words, too angry to speak. "You..."

The soft contact secretly startled Jacob. He hadn't realized that Eleanor, who usually wore loose lab coats or oversized T-shirts, had such a good figure.

"Teacher Eleanor, what on earth happened? Just tell me." Jacob quickly changed the subject and asked.

Sitting back on the sofa, Eleanor smoothed her hair, looked at Jacob, took a deep breath, and said, "Jacob."

"Hmm? Go ahead..." Jacob obediently responded.

"Should I call you Jacob or Giovanni?"

Eleanor's words startled Jacob, but he still maintained a calm expression, looking confused. "What? What does Giovanni have to do with me, Jacob? Are you confused?"

"Heh." Eleanor showed a mocking smile, looking at Jacob. "You told me about the Dynamax Band and showed me the Dynamax Band. I repeatedly watched the video of Giovanni, and the band he wore on his wrist was identical to your Dynamax Band."

"And your heights are the same, and your builds are similar."

It must be said that Eleanor was truly intelligent, able to deduce Jacob's identity from such small details.

Listening to Eleanor's words, Jacob's heart sank. He had planned to conceal Giovanni's identity, but how did this young woman, Eleanor, figure it out?

However, he certainly wouldn't admit it. "It must be a coincidence. I never expected Giovanni to have the same Dynamax Band as me. If I had Giovanni's strength, would I still be a university student?"

"Because your identity cannot be exposed, you fabricated this identity of Giovanni, right?"