I am the boss of Sakaki

When little Rada saw that Sakaki didn't run away but came towards him actively, he became furious and suddenly jumped up and hit Sakaki in the face with his big forehead!

Impact moves!

If you get hit hard, it would only be a concussion.

Sakaki felt as if alarm bells were ringing in his head. While the red apple gave his adrenaline a surge, his thinking was also very clear.

He moved to the side, quickly picked up a stone from the ground, and smashed it on the little Rada's head.

Then he rolled over and narrowly avoided the fatal blow, and swung the branch violently, hitting little Rada in the side.

Although this attack did not cause fatal damage to the little Rattata, it was enough to cause it to feel pain and pause.

But what followed was even more intense anger. It opened its mouth, its sharp fangs flashing coldly, and launched a fierce attack towards Sakaki.

Gaba, Gaba!

Each bite broke a piece of the branch, and the huge force made Sakaki's arms numb and sore, as if they were filled with lead.

Little Rada looked at the branches that were getting shorter and shorter, with disdain and mockery in her little eyes.

Sakaki naturally caught its gaze and cursed "beast" in his heart, but he didn't dare to relax at all. He was waiting for an opportunity.

An opportunity to turn the tables.

Sakaki's mind was highly concentrated, sweat slid down his thin face, dripped onto the dry ground, and was instantly absorbed without a trace.

At the moment when Rattata jumped up again.

He pretended to fall down, turned his wrist, and slashed the branch that had been bitten off and turned sharp with lightning speed towards the side of the little Rada's neck, which was the vital point of most small animals.

"Pulada!"

A sharp scream cut through the air, and the little Rattata's body trembled violently. Blood instantly dyed its fur red, and it rolled on the ground in pain.

Little Rada could never have imagined that the branch it bit off would become the thing that cost it its life.

Cunning humans!

The bet was right!

Sakaki was delighted and without any hesitation, he pressed down on the little Rattata, pulled out a branch and stabbed it into the wound with all his might.

"Die! Die!"

Even though the little Rada's claws scratched his body all over, he did not stop.

He was gasping for breath, sweat and blood mixed together, soaking his clothes, and his festering hands were stuck to the branches.

The little Rada below is slowly losing its vitality and temperature...

After killing Rattata, Sakaki, exhausted both physically and mentally, could no longer hold on.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, and drops of blood flowed from the dense wounds and seeped into the soil of the Evergreen Forest.

The temperature in Sakaki's body was also fading, as if what just happened was his last dance in this world.

He murmured vaguely:

"I'm so unwilling. I haven't even touched a Poké Ball. How embarrassing."

call!

A strong wind blew, and the branches of the Evergreen Forest swayed wildly. The originally noisy forest seemed to become silent.

A green light bloomed, and established a connection with Sakaki along the scarlet blood from the soil of the Viridian Forest.

Whether elves or humans, they are an inseparable part of this world.

Elves often have unique talents, but humans are also favored by the world.

Sakaki's body was filled with green light, and the hideous wounds on his body began to heal slowly, but his already thin body became even thinner, as if all the nutrients had been drained away.

The hunger engulfed Sakaki like a tide.

As if she was truly blessed by God, a gentle voice sounded from the depths of the Evergreen Forest.

"Boss, there's someone over there. I said my Houndoom wouldn't have heard it wrong, right?"

As the footsteps got closer, the barking of dogs followed.

The feeling of hunger forced Sakaki to open his eyes, and in his blurry vision, a huge black dog head with devil horns appeared.

That fierce and arrogant look could turn the little Rattata that Sakaki was trying so hard to kill into ashes in seconds.

"Come back, Heiluga."

A purple-haired beauty wearing a black uniform with an "R" logo on her chest walked over quickly.

The Houndoom, who was as strong as a calf, immediately returned to her side.

Behind her were a dozen young men in the same uniform, surrounded by various Pokémon.

What’s a little strange is that each of them has a bunch of Poké Balls hanging around their waists.

You know, according to the league regulations, each trainer can only carry six Poké Balls containing Pokémons.

It was obvious that there was something fishy about them.

But the hunger left Sakaki no time to think about anything else. He raised his hand with all his strength and uttered a word.

"Hungry……"

Snapped!

The purple-haired beauty didn't disdain Sakaki's dirty hand covered with blood and dirt at all. She directly held it and said to him with a solemn oath:

"Don't worry, kid. When you meet our Team Rocket, you'll have bread, milk, and everything!"

Sakaki was so shocked that he almost died. Is this what I wanted to hear?

At this time, a beautiful lady with black-purple hair, wearing a red suit, red high heels, and stockings on her long legs walked out from behind the dozen or so young men in uniform.

She glanced around and saw blood on the ground and the body of little Rada with a branch stuck in it.

Finally, it was Sakaki who was lying on the ground. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Interesting, with such a body, he actually killed an elf."

She walked forward and the beautiful woman who had just held Sakaki's hand immediately put it down and stood aside respectfully, "BOSS."

Sakaki's hand, which had been supporting itself with all its strength, stood upright alone, looking a little awkward.

The beautiful lady who was called the boss lowered her head and looked down at Sakaki, pursed her red lips, and stretched out her hand to Sakaki and said:

"Little brat, be my son!"

Sakaki's eyes, which were originally unable to support themselves, suddenly widened, a mouthful of blood instantly rushed to the corner of his mouth, and his face turned red.

"Gululu...I do...gululu..."

Before Sakaki could finish his words, he fainted.

The red-dressed beauty asked the purple-haired beauty next to her with some doubt:

"Miyamoto, does he agree?"

Miyamoto nodded immediately and answered seriously:

"He must have agreed. Didn't he say 'I'll do it'? Besides, Boss, you're the boss of Team Rocket. This is something that no one else can ask for."

The woman in red is the boss of Team Rocket.

Although Team Rocket is not yet the top underground force in the Kanto region, it is not bad either.

Coincidentally, her last name is also Sakaki, Sakaki Rika.

Sakaki Rika patted Miyamoto gently, "Silly boy, I didn't tell him who I was, how did he know my identity?"

Miyamoto thought about it and it seemed to be true. "That's true, but it doesn't matter. He can't run away anyway."

"Yeah." Sakaki Rika nodded, then smiled, as if she had thought of something fun.

"I wonder if he will get along with his 999 brothers and sisters?"

Miyamoto frowned when he heard this and suggested to Sakaki Rika:

"Boss, do you really want to do that? That's a thousand lives, taken away from right under the noses of the Alliance at great risk."

Sakaki Rika glanced at Miyamoto indifferently.

Miyamoto, who was originally able to joke with Sakaki Rika, felt his scalp tingling and hair on his back, and quickly lowered his head, "I'm sorry for talking too much! Everything is up to you!"

Sakaki Rika waved to the dozen or so men behind her, and they immediately came up and lifted up the unconscious Sakaki.

And Sakaki Rika said to Miyamoto calmly:

"Without me, they would have died long ago. I am giving them a chance now, a chance to transform into a dragon in one leap."

"Miyamoto, you should understand. Only the best people can lead Team Rocket to the top. This is our ideal, isn't it? Even if it's a little extreme, what does it matter?"

Miyamoto looked at the thin back of Sakaki Rika and the domineering aura she emanated, half-knelt on the ground, and shouted from the bottom of his heart.

“It’s all about organization!”