Why Is It So Hard to Con a Pokemon into Joining Me?

In his previous life, from childhood until the day he died, he lived under other people’s emotional manipulation, and even on his deathbed he believed he simply hadn’t worked hard enough.

After finally jolting awake from the brink of death, he was reborn in a medieval Pokemon world.

You’re telling me that humans have already played the low-end Poke Ball out of existence in this era?!

What happened to the promised utopia?

What happened to the promise that, at ten years old, you could just pick up a book and head off on a journey?

And the worst part is, in this life his family is going to exile him to the wasteland?

Fine, fine, so that’s how you want to play it?

I’m done being the honest guy. Let someone else do it!

In this life, I’m going to be a ruthless boss!

But then a serious problem came up...

“But can someone tell me why I got conned by a Pokemon?”

“Wasn’t I supposed to be the boss...?”

Also known as:

“Is There Nothing Normal Around Here?”

“I’m Really Good to My Pokemon”

“How Did I Get Pokemon-CPU’d Again?”

“The Lord Is Kindhearted and Can’t Bear to See Pokemon Go Hungry, So He Sent Them All to Work as Miners on the Next Mountain Over”

“A Certain Boss’s High-Level Culling Mechanism”

“So You’re All Acting Around Me!? Get Out!”

“The Medieval Idiot Pokemon Breeding Center”

To be continued...