Meanwhile, just outside where the battle class was currently taking place.
A male student was currently walking around the Academy grounds, most likely just having gotten out of one of his first classes.
The student, who seemed to be around sixteen, had three Pokemon accompanying him at the moment.
Flying just overhead, circling around above him, a Chatot, which occasionally glanced down to make sure he was still nearby.
A Raboot, idly walking directly to his right, its eyes half lidded, paws stuffed into the "pockets" it had on its body, as it glanced around every so often.
An Aipom, sat on/hanging onto his shoulders, grinning (like Aipoms usually did), its arm-tail occasionally moving left to right and vice versa, as it eagerly looked around in every direction it could, sometimes adjusting its position on the human's back as it did.
"Alright..." the human spoke out loud as he studied his current class schedule in his hand, as well as a map of the Academy in the other.
He had a Galarian accent; clearly a local, wearing blue clothes to signify his school "rank".
"That was the 'Tracking Wild Pokemon' class..." he continued as he looked at the map and his schedule; primarily going for Pokemon researcher courses, wanting to become one.
The Raboot glanced up at him as he spoke, as the Aipom curiously peeked over his shoulder at the paper.
"After that....rest of this looks relatively easy enough....'Caring for Pokemon', 'Identifying Pokemon', yadda yadda, usual stuff..." the human smiled a bit as he spoke, glancing at the Raboot as he did.
"....Dante, put these in my backpack for me?" he spoke to the Aipom as he raised his map and schedule up towards it, who obliged, carefully taking the two papers in his tail-arm, using one of his arm-arms to unzip the biggest zipper on the backpack the human boy was currently wearing, and gently stuffing the two papers into it, so that they wouldn't get crushed by the various textbooks, folders, etc inside, before he quickly zipped it back up again, and flipped himself around back to the position he was in prior, as the Chatot gently lowered itself, now hovering just next to the human's head.
"Ai, pom?" the monkey Pokemon asked as he shifted.
"Where....food?" The Chatot squawked, translating, as it flapped its wings a few times.
"S-second smallest pocket." the human answered, as he felt Dante calmly readjust himself again, digging for the zipper.
"Boot." the Raboot "spoke" as he took his paws out of his pockets, looking up at the other three.
The human glanced down at him.
"Yeah, there's enough for all six of ya, Sonny..." he motioned down to the six Pokeballs on his belt.
"A-and i'm sure they have plenty of food for Pokemon at this place, I doubt they're low on food...hope not, anyway. Worst case, I call mom and dad and ask them to send us more or something. " he chuckled lightly as Dante pulled out a bag of berries, sticking his hand into it and tossing Sonny a few, who caught them in one paw and started to eat, as Dante gave the Chatot a berry or two, the bird Pokemon calmly taking them in his beak and feet as he did, before Dante pulled out some berried for himself, holding them in one hand, as he zipped the backpack up again, once again adjusting himself on the trainer's back, happily biting into one of the berries he had taken from it, as the four walked past the battle class building, as the human glanced at it curiously, while he took a water bottle out of the side of the backpack and took a sip from it.