anwhile, at the farm.
Early in the morning, Sailor climbed out of bed and lay on the specially made porthole window for him, looking out at the farm through the window.
Heavy snow had fallen, and at this mont the entire farm was white.
Before long, his breath hit the window, leaving a layer of white fog, so he stretched out his claw and pressed a paw print on it, then turned and walked toward the washroom.
At this hour, he was the only one awake among the Rattatas. After washing up, Sailor put his hat on his head, climbed into the refrigerator nearby, found a piece of bread, then climbed onto the stove and heated it in the electric oven before taking it out and stuffing it into his mouth.
Because the farm had no plans to expand the cabin during this period, mining and woodcutting work had also been temporarily suspended.
Only Sailor still needed to go to the crab pots every day to collect seafood, plus secretly checking the trash cans when no one was paying attention.
But for Sailor, it didn't really matter. He even sowhat enjoyed the thrill of finding treasures from those trash cans.
Besides that, he had made an appointnt with Sandy in the distant Desert. Once winter began, he would go to the Desert with Nacli, and he would bring crocuses picked along the way to give to her.
In return, after so ti, Sandy would make him a captain's uniform!
Thinking this, he straightened the hat on his head, rubbed his claws, and went out the door.
When Ron sat up from bed, he saw Sailor's back as he went out to work in the wind and snow, taking the unwilling Geodude with him.
He paused, turned to add a bit more firewood to the fireplace, then threw in a few yams, waiting to send them to the bus stop once they were roasted.
Sailor's trip to the Desert—Sandy had told him about this. They had made this arrangent so ti ago, probably the day Sandy ca to the farm to borrow Bellossom to catch a Pokémon.
Ron didn't ask specifically what she had caught. In any case, afterward Sandy said to let Sailor go to the Desert with Nacli in winter.
Because it didn't take up much space, Pam didn't charge a fee.
Ron made breakfast while thinking about what he needed to do today.
It felt sowhat unfamiliar to suddenly have free ti.
It was worth ntioning that yesterday he had taken ti to go to the Community Center and officially unlocked the greenhouse. Last night, after the Junimos finished repairing the greenhouse, he had conveniently planted the ancient fruit seed inside.
Additionally, he had casually scattered so vegetable seeds, basically enough to ensure his own supply plus what the Pokémon Center needed.
Thinking of this, breakfast was also ready.
The Rattatas climbed out of bed one after another, currently lined up in the washroom to wash up.
Froakie had already squatted at the dining table early, sitting in a corner waiting to eat.
After the al, Ron took the roasted yams from the stove, wrapped them in several pieces of paper, and walked to the door, just in ti to see the calendar on the bulletin board.
Today's icon had a small black shadow below it, aning today was its birthday.
Only then did Ron rember—this was Krobus, of the sa race as the Shadow People in the Mines, but possessing intelligence and able to communicate, running a small stall in the sewers.
Thinking about it, Ron found a pumpkin and tucked it into his pocket.
He walked all the way to the bus stop.
At this ti in winter, Pam had changed into a cotton-padded garnt, looking extrely bulky. She stood by the platform rubbing her hands. Seeing Ron, she couldn't help but greet him.
"Morning." Ron returned the greeting, then handed the yams he brought to Pam: "I roasted so yams today. These are for you. Please help pass the rest to Sailor."
"Oh, alright." Pam nodded. The yams were just out of the oven, warm in her hands. She then thanked Ron.
Ron waved his hand and walked straight toward the sewers.
So ti ago, Gunther had conveniently given him the key to the sewers. He had been busy with farm matters before, and only now had ti to visit the sewers.
Thinking this, he arrived at the sewers, inserted the key into the lock above, and with a click, the sewer cover opened.
Lifting the cover, Ron grabbed the iron bar nearby and slowly climbed down.
The sewers were filled with a foul stench. Ron frowned, walking slowly in this sowhat cramped sewer.
Several green lamps hung on the nearby walls, barely illuminating the way forward.
"Who?!" A trembling voice ca from the distance. The owner of the voice was currently talking to himself: "Could it be that I was discovered bringing the town's jack-o'-lanterns into the sewers?"
Saying this, a pitch-black head poked out from the distant turning.
Those eyes stared straight at Ron, but didn't seem hostile. In fact, it looked like he was the one who was actually fearful.
"Don't co over! I just wanted to hang a lamp in the sewer. It's already rotting! Take it if you want it!"
Saying this, a hand extended from there, pointing at a pile of mud not far away.
"——" Ron looked at that foul-slling thing, fell silent for a mont, then took out a pumpkin: "My na is Ron. I live on the farm to the west. I saw on the calendar that today seems to be your birthday."
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Krobus stared straight at Ron.
Slightly different from other Shadow People, he had a curl on his head resembling hair.
At this mont, it seed to be slowly curling into a question mark because his owner was in a state of confusion.
Before Ron could say anything else, a flash of light appeared, and the Wizard appeared in a corner of the sewer.
"Sa as usual, two Void Essences! One Sun Essence!" the Wizard said, walking forward, then noticed Ron standing nearby: "Ah, Ron, you're here too."
He quickly noticed the wary Krobus nearby, then reacted: "Ah, the calendar. You saw the calendar and ca to celebrate his birthday?"
"I think you both count as mbers of Pelican Town," the Wizard said, signaling Ron to follow him, then said to Krobus: "So I specially added it to the farm's calendar. Don't worry, only Ron knows."
Saying this, he winked at Krobus: "Don't worry, he's one of us."
At these words, Krobus's wariness decreased considerably. He nodded and shrank back.
Walking to the corner, Ron saw what could be called Krobus's shop.
It had so simple decorations, plus a chest placed to store goods.
Krobus was rummaging through the chest with his bottom in the air. After a while, he suddenly reacted, straightened up, and looked at the Wizard: "When you said 'you both'——besides , who else is there?"
The Wizard paused upon hearing this, sowhat awkwardly averted his gaze.
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