"Suo?"
Watg Natsume step aside to make a phone call, Zorua tilted its head in fusion.
Do you think our Pokémon hearing is bad? At this distance, even if you step teers farther away, we still hear every word loud and clear.
It wasn’t just Zorua. The other Pokémon nearby also had their ears perked up, secretly eavesdropping on Natsume’s versation.
Leading the group of snooping Pokémon were Ogerpon and Corviknight.
Ogerpon, having just been captured and still very curious about Natsume, wao know more about him.
As for Corviknight... it urely driven by gossip and curiosity.
This bird had an insatiable appetite fossip and loved sharing rumors. Whe caught wind of juiews, it couldn't resist spreading it around.
“No worries, no worries. It was just a minor setback,” Natsume said. “You’ve already surpassed so many others.”
Although the Pokémon couldn’t hear the entire versation, Zorua mao piece together the gist:
It seemed like that girl, Mei, had lost a battle and called Natsume to vent her frustration.
Well, that retty normal. When people fail, they often need someoo talk to.
Expressing oneself is just one way of dealing with setbacks. When faced with frustration or failure, everyone has their own way of g.
Some choose to vent, others opt for a trip, while a few might simply sleep it off.
For Zorua, its method was a bit unique.
Last week, it pyed chess with Togepi. Upon realizing it was on the verge of losing, it "actally" flipped the chessboard in a single swift move.
Not only did it avoid losing, but it also relieved its stress. Two birds with oone!
Of course, Zorua expihe i as a mere slip of the paw—not because it couldn't handle losing.
Me? A proud Pokémon—no, a proud fox! How could I possibly be a sore loser?
“Alright, alright, don’t be upset.”
“Get stronger, and then give them a good thrashiime.”
“The Gym isn’t going anywhere.”
Natsume clumsily tried to ei oher end of the call.
He knew he wasn’t great at soling people.
Everyone has things they aren’t good at, and for Natsume, f others was definitely one of them.
Whenever he had to cheer someone up, he felt like tying himself to a mppost out of sheer embarrassment.
I mean, do I really give off the vibe of someone who’s good at f people? Why does everyone e to me with their problems?!
Natsume just couldn’t figure it out.
“Got it,” Mei replied oher end, nodding vigorously.
After wiping her nose, she made an effort to pull herself together.
Holy, it wasn’t just the loss that upset Mei so much.
As a Trainer, losing to someoronger is par for the course. It’s the same with Gym battles.
It’s not like she was some invincible prodigy, guarao win every match.
But still... losing stung.
“By the way, Natsume, I was hoping you could do me a favor,” Mei hesitated, sounding a little embarrassed.
“I’d like Corviknight to help train my Pokémon, especially in terms of mental toughness and handling pressure.”
Apparently, the trash talk during her battle had really gotten under her skin, leaving her feelied and frustrated.
“No problem at all,” Natsume agreed without hesitation, gng at Corviknight, who was still busy eavesdropping.
He had been looking for something to keep this zy bird, who spent all day big anime upstairs, occupied. This seemed like the perfect opportunity.
After all, there’s nothing more exhausting than babysitting.
Mei’s team lineup, Natsume recalled, sisted of several challenging personalities.
Servine was aloof and posed, so it wouldn’t be much trouble.
But Tepig a were a different story. Tepig was overly eid loved to recklessly spit fmes everywhere. Dewott, oher hand, kept to itself, training silently and barely iing with others.
The st member, Steenee, who had retly evolved from Bou, seemed easygoing enough.
However, Natsume predicted that the moment Steenee arrived at the farm, it would rush to reuh its old friends ieenee group.
Trying to enforce strict training under such circumstances would be tricky, especially in front of its “family.” Even with the excuse of “it’s for your own good,” it wouldn’t go over well.
“Caw?”
Corviknight’s expression froze mid-eavesdrop.
Wait, what? How did this bey responsibility?!
I’m just here for the gossip!
But then it residered. Mei had specifically asked for its help, which was a clear sign of trust and reition.
Training Pokémon, trash-talking them, and keeping them ooes? That was right up its alley!
Corviknight’s mood flipped instantly, and a sly grin spread across its beak.
“Caw, caw, caw!”
Its mischievous ugh, however, wasly a crowd-pleaser.
“Alright then, see you week,” Natsume said before hanging up the phone.
Turning around, he noticed the Pokémon behind him awkwardly pretending not to have been eavesdropping.
When Natsume’s gaze nded on them, Corviknight and the others quickly averted their eyes, avoiding eye tact.
Getting caught snooping was just a little too embarrassing.
Zorua, however, stared back at him boldly, its expression saying, Yeah, I listened. So what? What are you gonna do about it?
But because Zorua erched on Gogoat’s head, when Gogoat turs head, Zorua was forced to turn away as well, breaking eye tact.
“Suo?”
Zorua spun back around to faatsume, looking curious.
“So, what’s the deal?”
“Mei will be staying at the farm week for some special training,” Natsume expined. “Not sure how long she’ll stay, though. Whe back, let’s make sure the guest room is ed up.”
Smiling, Natsume didn’t dwell oopistead, he turned his attention to Ogerpon, who was happily gesturing with its mask up ahead.
Earlier, Ogerpon had mentiohat Ghost-type Pokémon like Phantump, Misdreavus, and Yamask teo show up in this area at night.
Although Ogerpon didn’t know their exaames, its descriptions matched these Pokémon closely.
Among them, Natsume articurly ied in Misdreavus—for no other reason than its ess.
In this world, ess is justice. Adorable Pokémon always get preferential treatment.
He po return at night and see if he could cate Ghost-types.
But for now, it was time to head home.
“Alright, everyone, let’s go home.”
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