Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 133 Let's go see the fireworks together then!

Time always flies when Cynthia is around in the breeding house.

Wanlong stayed for three days and found inspiration for her novel. Yesterday, she returned to the Hezhong area.

After all, as the King of the Unova region, he cannot leave his region for an extended period of time.

Cynthia woke up early this morning.

Garchomp was standing by her bedside as she looked out the window.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

She rubbed her slightly messy golden hair, spaced out for a while, then stretched and got out of bed.

After changing out of her pajamas and washing up, she took her Garchomp out of the room.

They ran into Fangyan, who was leading Gengar out.

Fang Yan looked at Cynthia, whom he had encountered, with some shock.

"Up so early today?"

Cynthia nodded.

Good morning, Fang, and Gengar too.

Fang Yan stared blankly at Cynthia, who was smiling and greeting him.

They realized what was happening.

"Are you leaving?"

Cynthia nodded.

"Um."

Good morning, Cynthia and Garchomp.

"Kou Jie"

Good morning!

"Kah!"

cut.

Taking Cynthia downstairs, Shana had already finished breakfast and run to the backyard.

Shana is the first one to get up every day.

Because of the daily ringing of the bell and the children playing in the backyard, she was exhausted, and she didn't have a cell phone.

They usually fall asleep as soon as it gets dark.

Then I got up before dawn.

With this extremely regular schedule, coupled with the local dialect-infused dietary supplements, Shana's complexion is now incredibly good.

Especially his physical strength.

It can simultaneously pick up Bell Ring, Monini, Six-Tailed Fox, and several Patchles.

It's just a pity he didn't grow tall.

After breakfast, Cynthia returned to the backyard to play and read with Shana, while Fang Yan stayed in the front with Miss Skirt and Poison Rose, waiting for guests to arrive.

Soon after, the Rockets trio came downstairs, ate breakfast, and went straight to work in the backyard.

After lunch, Fang Yan returned to the backyard and enjoyed afternoon tea with Cynthia.

In the afternoon, Cynthia did not choose to read, but instead chatted quietly with Fang Yan.

From the mysterious Eastern League to the Sinnoh region, the Pokémon of Sinnoh, the myths and legends of Sinnoh, and the Pokémon in the Breeding House—

A leisurely afternoon tea time quietly slipped through Cynthia's golden hair.

What would you like to eat for dinner?

"I'll listen to you."

"Bamboo shoot noodles?"

"it is good."

After a quiet dinner, Fang Yan stood in the backyard with Shana.

The clattering sound of high heels reached their ears.

Cynthia walked out of the door with Garchomp.

"Sister Cynthia, are you leaving again?"

Cynthia bent down and gently patted Shana's head with a smile.

"I'll come visit you again next time."

"Okay, I hope your work goes smoothly, Cynthia."

Cynthia nodded.

Fang Yan nodded to her.

Cynthia jumped onto Garchomp's back, and Fang Yan quietly watched her.

Suddenly, Fang Yan heard Cynthia speak:

"Autumn is already halfway over."

Unable to understand the dialect, he could only nod to indicate yes.

"Soon, an autumn festival will begin in Zhuqing City, featuring a grand fireworks display."

A gentle breeze blew by, causing ripples to spread across Fang Yan's heart because of Cynthia's words.

"Shall we go check on the smoke then?"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment.

A strange flutter stirred within me.

Then he smiled.

"Okay, let's go to the tobacco party together then."

Cynthia smiled and nodded, saying:

"It is settled."

Cynthia gently tapped Garchomp at her feet, and Garchomp understood, taking off and soaring into the sky.

A dividing line is drawn in the sky.

He saw Cynthia off and then looked away.

I'm suddenly looking forward to the celebration in Zhuqing City.

Fang Yan thought to himself.

He patted Shana's head, who was looking a little sad, and then looked at the Rockets trio.

He opened his mouth and said:

"You should leave too."

They shouldn't have stayed in the nursery in the first place, but during the few days they were there, the overall situation in the nursery improved a lot, especially the workload for the dialect team decreased significantly.

Just as the trio were exchanging bewildered glances, Fang Yan continued:

"You've paid off the food you owed at the nursery; you can leave now."

"Besides, don't you have something you absolutely need to accomplish?"

The trio remembered the little brat and Pikachu.

The three exchanged glances, and finally Kojiro bowed deeply.

"Thank you for taking us in for so long, manager."

"Thank you, manager."

"Thank you, meow."

"Sonams~"

Shana felt even more reluctant to see the trio leave.

He escorted the trio to the door, and just as they were about to turn and leave...

"Wait a moment."

Fang Yan called out to them, then took the money from Gengar and handed it to them.

"This is your wages for working here these past few days."

Fang Yan looked at them and said with a smile.

"If you put in the effort, there should always be a reward, shouldn't there?"

The trio were in tears.

"We can't accept it, manager."

Musashi refused outright.

They stuffed the dialect directly into their hands.

"If you ever encounter a situation where you have no food to eat again, and you happen to be near the breeding house, come over and work for me. I'll feed you."

"You're always welcome here."

He spoke sincerely in his dialect.

"Remember, don't wear a Rockets uniform."

The trio nodded, moved.

"Well—I wish you all the best in catching Pikachu soon!"

The trio: ?!

How did the store manager know we wanted to catch Pikachu?!

Seeing their sudden shocked expressions, Fang Yan burst into laughter.

A sudden prank is pretty good.

"Does the shop manager also want that Pikachu?"

The trio exchanged a knowing glance and then nodded in unison.

"In that case, let's catch this Pikachu and give it to the shopkeeper!"