Slippery...
What are these bizarre dishes!
After serving a few dishes on the table, Naoki picked up Alcremie and placed it on the table.
He secretly sniffed his hand, and sure enough, it had a sweet caramel cream scent left on it.
Koraidon and Cyclizar also gathered around the table, and Naoki went to bring Smoliv over, placing it next to Alcremie.
The two cute little guys sat side by side, happily eating the cake Naoki had cut, their little faces covered in cream.
"How does it taste?" Naoki asked curiously.
"Ma~"
"Fuu~"
Alcremie and Smoliv showed happy smiles on their faces; from the looks of it, they seemed to find the cake quite delicious.
"That’s good."
The fresh cream produced by Alcremie is of excellent quality, and cakes made from it are bound to taste good. Koraidon and Cyclizar should also like it.
When Naoki turned to look at Koraidon and Cyclizar, he saw them both with cream all over their paws and faces, just like two big flower cats.
Naoki: "..."
No, to be precise, they were like two big dumb lizards.
"I wonder how the effect of the Sweet Dream will show."
After a brief thought, Naoki decided to stay up a bit later to observe the sleep condition of the Pokémon.
As for that slippery steamed egg...
Cyclizar, having finished the cake, simply picked up the bowl, and the incredibly smooth steamed egg slid right into its mouth with a slurp.
"Gulp!"
Cyclizar swallowed the steamed egg with little effort; it seemed to have eaten too quickly to savor the taste.
Cyclizar had a puzzled expression on its face, feeling as if it had eaten nothing at all.
Cyclizar dropped its head, looked at the empty bowl, then at the other bowls with steamed eggs.
Alcremie and Smoliv were enjoying their cake, and their portion was still untouched.
Koraidon’s bowl was clean as well, but it ate slowly, unlike Cyclizar’s rough manner, apparently knowing how to savor the taste of the steamed egg.
After looking around, Cyclizar returned its gaze to its own bowl.
Why does it feel so silly?
Naoki recalled what the old village chief had said, that this Cyclizar hasn’t fully matured yet, so its mind might not be fully developed.
So it would foolishly chase after butterflies, playing around in the bushes.
Thinking of this, Naoki couldn’t help but push his portion over: "Have mine!"
"Gao~!"
Cyclizar’s eyes lit up, just about to happily grab it when it suddenly felt an unignorable gaze from the side.
Koraidon: Stare!
"Gao..."
Cyclizar seemed a bit scared of Koraidon.
Naoki raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Grahh!"
Koraidon gave Cyclizar a warning call and then extended a large paw to push Naoki’s portion back.
Naoki couldn’t help but say: "Koraidon, don’t scare Cyclizar, it’s still young..."
"Grahh!"
Unexpectedly, after hearing those words, the dragon whiskers on top of Koraidon’s head drooped down immediately, looking very aggrieved.
Naoki: "... I didn’t mean it like that." Why does he sound like an old father who favors his little son?
He was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.
At this point, Cyclizar realized something was off with the atmosphere; although it wasn’t particularly smart, it gradually became aware of what had happened.
Plus, considering what Koraidon had said earlier—Naoki only made five servings of steamed egg, one for each Pokémon, and if it took that portion, Naoki wouldn’t have any left.
Cyclizar looked down at its bowl, then shook its head towards Naoki: "Gao!"
Naoki also found his own solution; refusing to play favorites, he stood up to make four more bowls of steamed egg.
"There, now everyone can eat!"
Naoki looked at Koraidon and handed it a glass of Berry Juice, "I was wrong, I shouldn’t have blamed you earlier, don’t be mad."
Koraidon looked at him, then extended a paw to take the Berry Juice, showing a happy smile again.
Naoki breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling that raising Pokémon is akin to raising children.
Koraidon is the eldest, Cyclizar is the second, with Alcremie and Smoliv as the babies in the stroller.
After the somewhat harmonious dinner ended, the sky outside had completely darkened.
Naoki washed up the dishes and stood in front of the door, looking towards the Chicken House, suddenly unable to remember if he had closed its door properly.
Feeling uneasy, he took a flashlight to check, ensuring the door was closed properly before returning to the cabin with ease.
Naoki prepared a basin of water, using a towel to wipe off the cream on the Pokémon, letting them Sleep first, then went outside to take a quick cold shower.
Although ranch life was tiring, it was much better compared to his past life’s endless 996 overtimes.
Especially when he saw the crops he planted grow, the inner sense of fulfillment was indescribable.
Not to mention having the help of a bunch of cute Pokémon.
Recalling the events of these days, Naoki couldn’t help but relax, feeling no longer bewildered or at a loss as when he first arrived.
People always need to find something to do to lead a fulfilling life.
After drying himself off with a towel, Naoki put on large shorts and entered the cabin.
The Pokémon were already asleep; Naoki wanted to observe their sleep state, but when he looked, he saw something like bubbles above their heads.