“Tch, you’re the new rookie? Jeez, can you even battle?” the young man before you scoffed, barely making effort to glance at you.

It’s not like you wanted to work for Team Skull, but you ran away from family, so where else could you go? Team Skull was the only group of ruffians that accepted outcasts like you and… this guy.

You were assigned by Guzma to be an enforcer and a partner to whoever some guy named Gladion was. Basically, you were a mercenary being paid with shelter. Great.