Swoosh la la la——
Clear water droplets flowed over Mawile’s body; a slight blush on its forehead and nose quickly faded away, and the white steam, as if it had just co out of a sauna, also dissipated, leaving it looking incredibly comfortable.
"Chidor~"
It let out a joyful hum.
"No matter how many tis I see this, getting overheated by its own move... it feels neither Pokémon nor animation."
Baimu muttered, taking out a towel to dry the wet Mawile.
The high temperature of Fla Storm not only evaporated most of the pond water, knocking out the quickly recovering Flygon, but also affected the weak Fire Attribute Mawile itself, raising its body temperature to a point where it walked with a bobbing head.
No ti for any lady-like etiquette.
Yet it had to be held through Molten Rock Armor, and needed to cool down quickly to avoid heatstroke or sothing...
Kind of amusing.
But that’s the situation; Pikachu has had a day of fever from eating too much electricity, and Mawile is special indeed but still can’t isolate itself from the effects of a high-temperature environnt.
Besides, that Fla Storm just now was unusual, resulting from a huge boost post-Sword Dance that forcibly triggered its Trait to Burst Seed a little.
Matching the performance of moves after Super Evolution.
And the reason for Burst Seed...
Not wanting to lose to juniors, so the move’s power increased, are you a protagonist in the hot-blooded competition series?
State one hundred and twenty percent, right?
Baimu vigorously rubbed Mawile’s resilient hair with a towel, then took out a small comb to tidy it up.
Steel-type Pokémon are really different from normal Pokémon in many aspects, just look at this hair; it seems soft and thin but is actually tough enough to fish Sharpedo.
"Chidor~"
The refreshed Mawile lazily yawned, appearing to be exhausted after the exertion.
"Rest well, I’ll call you for dinner."
Baimu took out the special Luxury Ball, gently patted its head before returning it.
Turned to the prep room.
Just in ti, the battle between Xiaoguang and her opponent on the TV screen also reached its climax.
Piplup’s Tide Spin is still so amazing, belonging to the sa template power fluctuating move as Pikachu’s Hundred Thousand Volts; at critical monts, its upper limit is frighteningly high, not really a continuous attack move.
However...
"What’s going on with him? Crying so hard?"
Baimu looked curiously at Xiaogang, who seed petrified, with two lines of clear tears at the corners of his eyes.
Xiaosheng shrugged helplessly and said:
"Xiaogang’s confession has been rcilessly rejected again."
Xiaoyao sighed, "I already said we should have held him back a bit."
"Confession... with the one on TV?"
Baimu paused for a mont, pointing at the dashing lady on the TV.
Liuqia nodded seriously and praised:
"Impressive, it’s my first ti seeing such a swift confession and such a swift rejection."
Xiaogang’s series of actions are a particularly strong visual impact, even for a young girl who’ve mingled in the entertainnt circle.
"Hehe——"
Baimu twitched his mouth, sympathetically looking at Xiaogang, whose mood visibly darkened.
The latter drew circles on the ground while crying, "Don’t talk about it... Please, don’t talk about it..."
Looking throughout the many seasons of the Pokémon series, at least four seasons feature Xiaogang, and the accumulated instances of confessed rejections probably have reached hundreds, right?
What a persistent spirit!
No wonder he’s referred to by many ani fans as Master Gang!
His eyes turned from sympathy to admiration.
Not just the resilience to fight despite defeats, only daring to confess to soone he’s spoken less than ten sentences with underscores Xiaogang’s extraordinary willpower.
The key is he succeeded at confessing once!
Despite interventions from the basic law of not breaking up the protagonist group, Xiaogang returned single after the hardships, but the brief "glory" isn’t a lie.
"Keep it up!"
Baimu silently gave Xiaogang a thumbs-up, resulting in Xiaogang’s tears transforming from noodle-like to a fountain, leaving everyone flustered and at a loss.
"Ah, I have to go to the match."
Liuqia wanted to comfort him a bit, but she had to appear soon.
Xiaosheng replied with a laugh: "Don’t worry, we’re used to this scene, Liuqia, you’re fine to just focus on the competition, right, sis?"
"..."
Xiaoyao was at a loss for words.
What’s frustrating is, Xiaogang’s low mood lasted all evening, indirectly affecting the food he made from scratch.
"So this is the bitterness of heartbreak~"
Being restored from the shadow of defeat, Harry joined back at the dining alliance, savoring and sighing.
Xiaosheng joked: "Bitterness of Rawst Berry juice, just Rawst Berry juice, don’t romanticize heartbreak bitterness."
Rawst Berry juice.
Derived from a kind of green strawberry nad Rawst Berry.
It’s a material for making Energy Blocks as well as an indispensable seasoning in Pokémon cuisine, seemingly Xiaogang dribbled too much unintentionally.
Across the dining table.
Baimu was speaking softly with Xiaoshun.
After a round of self-criticism, he completely let go of the posture to compete with him, not only initiating conversation but also sought him for advice on how to strengthen Pokémon.
What options do they have but hacks and training?
Since entering the Pokémon World, almost everything revolves around Pokémon; previously, gas and short videos could be played, watched all day, but now touching them a bit worries him about affecting Pokémon’s rest.
In the rare leisure ti, the first reaction is to browse online on how others cultivate the sa Pokémon types, who is upset with who, he surely won’t sleep peacefully at night.
anwhile, those two quarrels snored thunderously.
It’s surely tiring, taking care of dozens of Pokémon is like tending to dozens of children with different personalities, but fulfilling is absolutely fulfilling.
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