This chapter was mostly a set up for something more. Nothing like anticipation to set the mood. Not to mention things were pretty lighthearted here.
“The tournament will follow a specific program in which a club may challenge one of the other clubs to a battle, when this is done the club that does the challenge will have to compete with the challenged club in a game that focuses on that club’s role.” She explained before turning the page. “The tournament will last for a week after which the winner will be given extra funds along with a bonus price.”
Interesting... This doesn't seem like it's going to be all about Pokemon battles, which should prove to be fun. By the way, I think you meant "prize" not "price"
“Hmp.” Allison frowned. She turned to the printers as her face fell slightly once she realized that she was now alone. She sighed slowly and proceeded to go search for the ink. “I guess it doesn’t matter,” she muttered. “I’m just a first year anyways...not like they’ll actually pay attention.”
SO. MUCH. ANGST.
“Fight, my ass.” Darren muttered. “Teaching you how to fight would be like teaching a Slowpoke how to juggle.”
Ouch. That's cold.
Reggie didn’t know what to reply to that, Darren had told him that he was going to help him get stronger, but now he was refusing to teach him to fight.
Reggie is one of the few characters where it isn't out of place for him not to realize that he was just blatantly insulted.
“Push ups, sit ups, weights, runs, pull ups. Learn it, live it, love it.”
This sounds strangely familiar. Only this time with 100% less stick-dodging.
“So they’re finally here, huh? The Cinquième et sixième Enforcers?” Angelo spoke while painting on the table;
Speaking of sticks, can someone please take out the one that this guy has in his ass and beat him with it?