Miltank couldn't help but be baffled. 'Why would such a cute ae Pokémon use such a brutal move?!' The sheer power of the attack had left Miltank fused, puzzled, and questioning everything.

  Naoki, oher hand, fell into deep thought. The move Skiddo had just performed was impressive, but it didn't seem to match the descriptions of either Frenzy Pnt or Power Whip. It felt more like areme maion of Vine Whip, pushed to its limits.

  'This might be due to the abundant grass-type energy within my Skiddo,' Naoki specuted. 'Perhaps the sheer amount of energy is causing a transformation.'

  As he looked at the three glowing Skiddo, Naoki began to suspect that they were on the verge of evolution. The glow could be a sign that they were about to transform into Gogoat. The idea of how powerful they might bee after evolving filled Naoki with anticipation.

  Gradually, as the grass-type energy in the Skiddo was ed, the green light surrounding them began to fade.

  Naoki decided it was time to introduce Miltank properly. He turo the Skiddo and said, "This is Miltank. She just arrived at the ranch yesterday and is still getting used to the enviro. I'm ting on you to take care of her."

  "Meah..." The three Skiddo bleated happily, accepting the task with enthusiasm. They seemed excited about the prospect of weling a new friend.

  "Great, that's what I like to hear," Naoki said, nodding in satisfa.

  With Miltank now in good pany, Naoki decided it was time to head to town and inquire about an automatic milking mae. The thought of manually milking multiple Miltank for hours on end was daunting, and he knew he needed a more effit solution.

  Naoki put his tools bato the utility room and made his way to the front of the ranch. There, he saw the Cyclizar pyfully chasing butterflies on the grass.

  "Cyclizar, apao town," Naoki called out.

  The Cyclizar stopped in its tracks, Slowly lying down and transf into its motorcycle form.

  "Gah~" it responded, ready to go.

  Just as Naoki was about to hop on, a loud roar echoed through the area.

  "Ah, gah!"

  Naoki and the Cyclizar turo see Koraidon approag, lookiermined. But as it got closer, its expression turo one of mild frustration as it pined, "Ah gah!"

  Naoki suddenly remembered that he had ridden Cyclizar yesterday, which meant it was Koraidon's turn today.

  He spped his forehead in realization, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry about that, Koraidon. There's been so much going on at the ranch that I fot".

  "Ah, gash!" Koraidon excimed, quickly fiving him.

  Si had just been helping with the milk earlier, Koraidon switched from its bat mode to its riding mode. Now, with a bit of swagger, it turned aured for Naoki to get on, clearly relishing its role.

  Naoki climbed on, a bit helpless but amused by Koraidon's demeanor.

  Cyclizar, meanwhile, looked on with a disappointed expression.

  "Gah..." it sighed softly.

  Naoki could only shake his head. 'Thank goodness Dragonite isn't as gy as these two,' he thought. 'Choosiween three eager Pokémon for transportation would be a real dilemma.'

  'Perhaps this is one of the small challenges of having so many Pokémon around?' Naoki mused. He knew he was fortuhat none of his Pokémon were overly possessive, which would have made things much more plicated.

  Faced with the distressed Cyclizar, Naoki gently forted the creature until it regais usual spirit and eagerly went off to chase butterflies in the grass.

  Sitting on Koraidon's baaoki sighed weakly, "I'm so exhausted. I barely keep going."

  Koraidon flexed its powerful cws and started running towards town. Hearing Naoki's words, it turs head slightly, letting out a curious, "Ah, gah?"

  Naoki suddenly had a thought. "Koraidon, do you think humans could ever learn to create shadow es like some Pokémon do?"

  Acc to some theories, humans in this world are sidered a type of Pokémon tht? There have eveories of humans marrying Pokémon and having children. That's holy kind of terrifying.

  Refleg on that, Naoki muttered to himself, "Even if I'm not oo judge others' preferences, I'd still reend seeing a doctor."

  Koraidon couldn't provide a definite answer, of course. But Naoki had asked the question more out of idle curiosity than anything else, not expeg a serious answer.

  Now, his focus shifted to his own arms. After spending the whole day w on the ranch, drinking high-calorie MooMoo Milk, aing sizzling steaks, he noticed he had put on some weight since he first arrived in this world. Milking Skiddo had also given his arms a good workout. Naoki felt that if this kept up, he might end up looking like a strong try farmer.

  Just then, a young man in a baseball cap, with a Fuecoco perched on his shoulder, ran by on the roadside.

  Naoki thought it was a bit strange. Do young people nowadays run with their heads held high without even watg where they're going?

  Watg the young man's eic paaoki couldn't help but sigh, "Time really flies, I'm not a kid anymore."

  ...

  "Fuecoco, did you see something just run past us?" the young man in the baseball cap asked, stopping in his tracks to gnce back at the try road, fusion evident in his eyes.

  The Fueco his shoulder opes mouth, a small wisp of fme puffing out of its nostrils.

  "That's weird. Was it just my imagination?" Max murmured. Shrugging off his doubts, he turned his attention back to the Fletg flying leisurely in the sky. "Never mind, the most important thing right now is catg that Fletg!"

  Fletg, a Normal and Flying-type Pokémon, evolves into the very cool Talo was now the third day since Max had set out from Naranja Academy. He had spotted this Fletg during his travels own and had been following it ever since, hoping to eventually catch a Fletg.

  This was a rustic try road, with sparse trees and grass lining both sides. Though a few wild Pokémon lived in the area, Max wasn't ied in them. His sole focus was on the Fletg.

  The Fletg had now nded on a rge tree. Seeing this, Max's heart raced with excitement.

  "Great opportunity! Fuecoco, use Ember!" Max anded, barely pausing to catch his breath.

  The Fuecoco took aim, a small fme gathering in its mouth before shooting out toward the Fletg.

  "Fwoosh!"

  The Ember attack missed its mark, the artling the Fletg. It quickly sed the area, then fpped its wings and took off.

  "Ah! I missed!" Max groaned in frustration, g his teeth.

  But the image of himself s through the skies of the Paldea region on a magnifit Talonfme filled his mind, reigniting his determination.

  "Keep chasing it!" he urged Fuecoco as they took off running once again.

  Soon, a fenced pasture appeared ahead. The Fletg flew inside and nded on the roof of a wooden house.

  Max stopped at the entrance of the ranotig a sign overhead with the words "Naoki's Ranch" written on it. His eyes then wandered inside.

  What caught his attentio was a Dragoanding near a field, seemingly praying for rain.

  Max's eyes widened in amazement. "Is that… a Dragonite?!"