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Pokemon: Who Let Him Leave Pallet Town!? Novel
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- Updated
- May 8, 2026
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138 totalRecent chapters
- 001Chapter 1: My Name is Natsume
- 002Chapter 2: Natsume, Where Did You Get That Brick?
- 003Chapter 3: Don’t Worry, Pikachu Only Suffered a Mere Fatal Injury
- 004Chapter 4: Who Are You, Meow?
- 005Chapter 5: Is This Kind of Shameless Battle Even Allowed?
- 006Chapter 6: Battle Arena Rules
- 007Chapter 7: Pikachu Research Hypothesis
- 008Chapter 8: The Viridian Forest
- 009Chapter 9: Team Rocket
- 010Chapter 10: Battle Arena, Activate!
- 011Chapter 11: The Rise of the Future Medicine Master
- 012Chapter 12: Another SSS-Rank Project
- 013Chapter 13: Luckily, Natsume Has Better Taste Than You
- 014Chapter 14: Professor Oak, I Put Your Name on My Paper
- 015Chapter 15: Pewter City Gym
- 016Chapter 16: Natsume vs. Brock
- 017Chapter 17: Conversation with Flint, Completion of the S-Rank Task
- 018Chapter 18: Flint’s Request, Wishing Star
- 019Chapter 19: I Want to Be Principal!
- 020Chapter 20: Brock Joins the Team
- 021Chapter 21: Mt. Moon
- 022Chapter 22: Meeting Seymour Again
- 023Chapter 23: New Form: Pokéball Rotom
- 024Chapter 24: Rescuing Clefairy
- 025Chapter 25: Natsume vs Lance
- 026Chapter 26: Clefairy Ritual: Dynamax
- 027Chapter 27: Can’t Win Against Natsume
- 028Chapter 28: Cerulean City
- 029Chapter 29: Pikachu Refuses to Battle, Ash Sends Out Another Pikachu!
- 030Chapter 30: The Cascade Badge
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About this novel
Pallet Town still whispers about the five-year chaos orchestrated by Natsume, an 18-year-old experimental researcher whose unconventional methods left lasting scars. His eventual departure sparked quiet celebrations from a grateful population relieved to see him go.
Natsume's daily existence revolves around constructing elaborate electrical devices tailored for his narcoleptic Pikachu. He eschews traditional Pokéballs in favor of bricks, convinced this crude approach delivers superior results. His mental ward pajamas serve a dual purpose—comfort and calculated intimidation.
His most audacious business venture involved marketing a pharmaceutical compound as Pokémon appetite stimulant, though its actual composition bears striking resemblance to illicit substances. This scheme catapulted him to a wealth surpassing entire nations.
Traveling alongside him is a pharmaceutical heiress devoted to his published works, complemented by a gargantuan Dragonite whose intellectual development froze in toddlerhood despite possessing strength capable of lifting mountains.
Despite his chaotic present, Natsume harbors an ambitious vision: engineering a functioning Mecha Robot. Yet survival remains questionable given his reckless tendency toward self-experimentation using volatile homemade compounds. Whether he'll live to complete his masterpiece—or even stay coherent long enough to try—hangs perpetually in the balance.
Natsume's daily existence revolves around constructing elaborate electrical devices tailored for his narcoleptic Pikachu. He eschews traditional Pokéballs in favor of bricks, convinced this crude approach delivers superior results. His mental ward pajamas serve a dual purpose—comfort and calculated intimidation.
His most audacious business venture involved marketing a pharmaceutical compound as Pokémon appetite stimulant, though its actual composition bears striking resemblance to illicit substances. This scheme catapulted him to a wealth surpassing entire nations.
Traveling alongside him is a pharmaceutical heiress devoted to his published works, complemented by a gargantuan Dragonite whose intellectual development froze in toddlerhood despite possessing strength capable of lifting mountains.
Despite his chaotic present, Natsume harbors an ambitious vision: engineering a functioning Mecha Robot. Yet survival remains questionable given his reckless tendency toward self-experimentation using volatile homemade compounds. Whether he'll live to complete his masterpiece—or even stay coherent long enough to try—hangs perpetually in the balance.