Eevee had just finished its bath.
The once filthy, matted fur was now smooth, revealing its pale yellow coat and the soft, off-white fluff around its neck.
Dew clung to the tuft of fur on its forehead, and Eevee shook its head, glancing at the mirror in confusion before stumbling back in shock.
“You silly thing.” Lu Ye laughed out loud.
Eevee glared at Lu Ye angrily, but with its adorable face, the expression lacked any real threat, only making it more lovable.
Lu Ye grabbed its soft little paw pad, trying to trim its nails, but Eevee struggled violently, forcing him to give up.
“I’m just trying to keep them from growing into your pads.” Lu Ye clicked his tongue.
Now, Eevee had returned to the cute creature he had first imagined, though its eyes were noticeably sharper.
“How do you raise an Eevee?”
Brock was the first to reply: “Mr. Lu, did you catch an Eevee?”
“Yeah, but I’m not sure how to raise it. It’s a bit of a headache.”
Brock nodded sympathetically.
“Eevee has eight different evolutions, and each one needs a different approach. It’s definitely tricky!”
“Little Eevee! (Eevee rolling around cutely.jpg)” Erika joined in with a playful comment.
“Hmm, what evolution are you thinking about, Mr. Lu?” Blue chimed in.
“If you need an evolution stone, I can give you a discount.”
Lu Ye gazed at the sky, thinking about his fierce little Eevee.
Evolving it into Flareon seemed like a good choice.
In winter, he could snuggle into its warm, fiery fur, maybe even drape it around his neck like a scarf or use it as a foot warmer…
Just imagining it made him excited!
“How much for an evolution stone?”
“Well, a regular-quality one is around 600,000, and the pricier ones can go for over a million. Which do you want, Mr. Lu?”
I can’t afford any of them!
Lorelei interjected, “You could go for a friendship-based evolution. Red’s Espeon, Abu, is adorable too.”
Green’s eye twitched.
You call a Shadow Ball capable of leveling a mountain “adorable”?!
As the chat veered off course, Lu Ye coughed lightly. “I think it’s best to respect Eevee’s own wishes.”
Brock nodded solemnly, his face serious.
Respecting a Pokémon’s will…
Is this Mr. Lu’s training philosophy?
Compared to methods that focus solely on battle strength, this was a remarkably advanced and profound view.
“Though it’s not much, I can share some Eevee raising tips,” Brock offered.
Always the quiet supporter, Brock was willing to help once he’d acknowledged Lu Ye.
Lu Ye’s eyes lit up. “Thanks a lot!”
【File ‘Eevee Raising Guide’ received!】
Brock’s guide included general tips on feeding and care for Eevee, but nothing about training since each evolution had different needs.
Lu Ye read the file seriously, occasionally nodding.
“Hmm, I don’t understand a word…”
It was pretty advanced stuff, but he picked up a few key points—
Eevee was omnivorous, eating berries, meat, and grains.
Many breeders carefully balanced their diet, and some even fed them Pokéblocks for extra care.
“Wait, just Pokéblocks?”
Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.
“Well, that’s a relief!”
He might be a novice at everything else, but when it came to Pokéblocks, even Brock might not beat him!
With the care part settled, the training was still up in the air.
But Lu Ye never planned to be a Trainer.
There was no way Eevee could train itself like Haunter did…
One Pokémon was already a handful. Two? No way!
Confidently stepping out of his room, Lu Ye froze.
Haunter was teaching Eevee.
Haunter had pulled out a blackboard from who-knows-where, covered in messy scribbles that barely resembled anything.
Yet Eevee nodded seriously, occasionally asking questions.
Haunter nodded, looking pleased, as if saying, “Good student!”
Lu Ye sat down with a cup of tea, a complicated expression on his face.
Eevee wasn’t training itself…
But why was Haunter training Eevee?!
Lu Ye rubbed his forehead and sighed deeply.
“It’s fine. No big deal…”
“Like Haunter’s lessons will help. What, is Eevee going to learn a new move?”
At that moment, Eevee raised its head.
A faint shimmer peeled away from its body, forming a perfect copy of itself.
Lu Ye’s eyes widened.
It only lasted two seconds, but it was unmistakably Substitute.
Eevee was drenched in sweat, panting hard, eyes filled with excitement.
Haunter nodded with pride, wiping away an imaginary tear.
This was my best Substitute move.
Now, I pass it on to you, little Eevee!
Lu Ye didn’t know where to start complaining.
Sure, Pokémon could teach each other moves.
But who masters Substitute in an afternoon?!
Was it the teacher’s skill, or the student’s talent?
One backstabbing Pokémon was enough.
Seeing Lu Ye, Eevee excitedly ran over, showing off its new move.
Lu Ye forced a smile, patting its head. “Good job!”
Realizing it had shown too much enthusiasm, Eevee stiffened and turned away, but its wagging tail gave it away.
I didn’t want to be a Trainer…
So why are my Pokémon more motivated than I am?
As he stared blankly, Eevee snuck a glance at him.
For different Pokémon, battles meant different things.
In the mountains, Eevee fought to survive.
But now, Lu Ye had given it a new life and purpose.
To grow stronger and become the sharpest blade at his side.
Stronger than Haunter, stronger than any other Pokémon.
Eevee’s eyes grew firm.
I’ll make him the strongest Trainer!