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In Kanto's Viridian City, the shadows of World War II lingered, plunging the region into a harsh Great Depression. To control the chaos, certain pleasures were stripped away; alcohol and other vices were banned, reasons rooted in desperation to maintain order and morality amidst economic despair.
An illegal bar nestled in the heart of Viridian became a silent witness to these trying times, its emptiness speaking volumes. Inside, only two souls broke the silence: a man with a curly afro, diligently cleaning glasses, and a red-haired woman, idly tuning a radio.
The man, Terry, glanced at his only company. "You know, Miyamoto, I didn't hire you to fiddle with the radio."
Miyamoto, unphased, turned to face him. "Terry, when people actually start coming to this shitty bar, I'll start working."
"It's not a bad place," Terry defended, though his tone lacked conviction.
"Keep telling yourself that," Miyamoto retorted, giving up on the radio. "Nothing interesting on there anyway."
She shifted the topic, curiosity in her gaze. "Terry, you're from Unova, aren't you?"
"Yeah," he acknowledged.
"So why leave? Unova's on the rise," she probed.
"It's my skin color," Terry revealed, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
Miyamoto's confusion prompted Terry to delve into history. "Unova has a bloody past. Two kingdoms, once at war over ideals and truth, fell to outsiders when weakened. The conquerors enslaved the survivors. Even now, we're seen as lesser, as outsiders. I left after Unova eradicated Orre's capital. There's no hope for change, not for people like me. So, I came to Kanto."
"To run an illegal bar?" Miyamoto couldn't help but laugh.
"At least I met the world's worst employee," Terry shot back, earning an eye roll from Miyamoto.
"When's my shift end?" she asked, eager to escape.
"Half an hour," Terry replied.
"Thank God," she sighed, then, half-joking, asked, "Can I get a martini?"
"No," came the swift reply, but Terry's tone softened. "However, I'll make you one if you join me for a meal after work."
Miyamoto raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the offer. "Sure."
"Then it's a date," Terry declared, watching as surprise flickered across Miyamoto's face before it settled into a warm smile.
"I'd like that," she said.
Just as Miyamoto was starting to enjoy the quiet moment, the shrill ring of a phone broke the silence. She answered, knowing she had only given the babysitter the number to reach her at work.
"Mrs. Miyamoto, did I do something wrong?" the babysitter's voice came through, tinged with confusion.
Miyamoto's brow furrowed in confusion. "What happened?"
"You called another babysitter," the woman explained, her voice laced with uncertainty.
A frown creased Miyamoto's face. She hadn't hired anyone else. "Did they give you their name?" she asked, a sense of urgency creeping into her voice.
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