Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 141 This is also my duty.

Six-Tailed Fox: ?!

Wasn't I sleeping? Where am I?!

Having regained its senses, Vulpix looked at the Pokémon around it, its little head filled with questions.

"call out?"

Meanwhile, Wusong was focused on instructing Gengar and the others.

Seeing the serious expressions on Gengar's face, Vulpix stepped forward, blinked its little eyes, and listened attentively.

Monini didn't seem to enjoy battling, so only three Pokémon were present with serious expressions.

Gengar and Gothic were listening attentively and even asked questions, while Vulpix looked serious but seemed to be daydreaming.

It's too complicated, I don't understand.

Liuwei snapped out of her reverie and continued listening, but soon her mind wandered off again.

It's the same as when I used to go to school in my hometown.

However, after gradually understanding a little bit, I started listening attentively.

Until the lunch bell rang in dialect.

Gengar carefully rubbed its chubby face with its little hands while nodding repeatedly.

Gothic Boy remained expressionless, while Six-Tails remained in a daze.

Looking at the Wusong following behind them, Fang Yan could tell at a glance that they had gone to train.

But it looks pretty good?

"Thanks."

Fang Yan placed a bowl of noodles in front of Wu Song and thanked him.

Wu Song took a breath, the aroma filling the air. Overjoyed, he said, "No need. If anyone should be thanking me, it should be me saying thank you. Fang Yan, you helped me solve such a big problem and even let me stay here to relax."

"And I happen to be quite good at Psychic-type Pokémon, so I can discuss and learn from Gengar and the others."

Wusong took the chopsticks from Monini and continued, "However, Monini doesn't seem very enthusiastic about fighting."

Fang Yan looked at the cute and adorable Monini.

"As long as it grows up healthy and happy, that's all that matters. As for the rest, I and Gengar will take care of it."

Listening to the dialect, Wusong glanced at Gengar, Mighty, Mighty, and Miss Skirt, who were eating.

"Kou Jie"

Gengar, its mouth stuffed full of food, made a peace sign.

Miss Skirt was elegantly eating her energy cubes when she saw Wusong looking at her and gave him a sweet smile.

"Laji~"

Wusong withdrew his gaze, inwardly marveling at how well Fang Yan had raised them; each one was positive, happy, and incredibly strong.

Perhaps it's hard not to be happy living in this breeding house?

Wusong lowered his head and took a bite of noodles.

The chef's skills in using dialects are truly amazing.

Seeing everyone engrossed in their food, Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction and then also lowered his head to eat.

At night, Fang Yan, lying in bed, suddenly remembered that Wu Song had instructed Gengar and the others earlier that day.

It seems that ever since I came into this world and inherited this breeding house, all I've been responsible for is feeding them and using delicious food to boost their strength.

It seems I've never trained them myself?

However, regarding training, I haven't even fought many battles myself, so I don't seem to know how to train them.

If you have the tactics for them in your mind, you can find some time to try training them and tell them the tactics you remember.

Fang Yan lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

Gengar noticed Fangyan's movements and emerged from the ceiling in confusion.

"Kou Jie?"

Upon hearing Gengar's question, Fang Yan shook his head at Gengar on the ceiling.

"It's nothing, I just thought we should find some time to train you guys together."

Upon hearing the dialect, Gengar was momentarily stunned, then nodded frantically.

"口桀一_"

Fang Yan waved, and Gengar floated over. Fang Yan then pulled at the corner of its mouth with his hand.

"Adorable Gengar."

Gengar grinned.

"Go to sleep, goodnight, Gengar."

"Kou Jie"

Goodnight, in dialect.

The next day, Fang Yan, who was lying in the rest area reading a book, saw Mayor Qi Yi walk in quickly.

"Mayor? What happened in Futaba Town again?"

Fang Yan quickly stood up and asked.

Mayor Qi Yi shook his head and held out his hand to indicate that he was alright.

He skillfully sat down in the chair next to Fang Yan, picked up the tea Fang Yan had poured for him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"That's right. According to Miss Joey and her team's examination, if no one has developed a fever again in the next two days, it means there's nothing seriously wrong."

Fang Yan nodded. Miss Joey was right. Autumn was approaching and the mosquitoes would gradually decrease, which meant that the fever outbreak was over.

"So I've been thinking about it, and if no one else has a fever in two days, I'm planning to hold a celebration."

"celebration?"

Fang Yan looked at the strange town mayor in front of him with some curiosity.

"It is said that in ancient times, people would hold celebrations to record important events. This fever outbreak can be said to be the most serious event in Shuangye Town in recent years. Now that we have overcome it, we should celebrate, so let's hold a celebration to celebrate our victory over the difficulties."

Mayor Qiyi picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Thank you to the doctors, nurses, and Pokémon who came from other places to help. We would like to take this opportunity to express our sincerest gratitude to them from the people of Twinleaf Town."

The dialect group strongly agreed with this arrangement, as the celebration could both mark the end of the disaster and express gratitude to their compatriots who risked their lives to support them.

"Let's drive away all disasters with our laughter and joy."

The somewhat aged-looking mayor of Qiyi Town uttered a slightly cheesy remark.

Fang Yan laughed.

A celebration—

I don't think I've participated much; the last breeding day was just a half-finished celebration.

What would the real celebration be like?

Suddenly, I remembered that Cynthia had mentioned inviting me to a celebration in Celebration City to watch the fireworks display in a while.

Will there be a fireworks display?

Thinking of this, Fang Yan suddenly asked.

"Yes, if it's your request, Manager Fangyan, I can do my best to get you the best fireworks."

Fang Yan waved his hand.

"Let's just leave it at that. The people of Futaba Town have just recovered, and watching a beautiful fireworks display will help speed up their recovery."

Mayor Qiyi nodded; that was exactly what he was thinking.

"I'm really looking forward to it. Remember to save me a seat then."

Fang Yan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, the celebration will be held on the Breeding Road."

dialect:--

? !

Held on the Breeding Road?!

"We will issue an announcement in advance and plan the celebration arrangements. Once we have everything arranged, I will send it to you for review."

Fang Yan nodded helplessly. "Fine, let it be the path of breeding then."

"Will you have Gengar and the others put on a show as the opening act of the festival?"

"Haha, that would be even better."

Upon hearing this, Mayor Qi Yi burst into laughter, then stood up and said, "Then I'll go and make the arrangements."

Fang Yan stood up, smiled, and saw him out the door.

Suddenly, Mayor Qi Yi turned his head and looked at Fang Yan.

"Um—will Wusong Tianwang come? After all, he's worked hard this time, and I heard he even came overtime during his break to handle this matter."

Before Fang Yan could reply, Wu Song, who had been standing by the counter at some point, spoke up: "I'm also looking forward to the festival."

Great, now I have another reason to take a few days of paid leave.

Wu Song adjusted his glasses with a refined air and said with a gentle smile.

You clearly want to rest for a few more days, don't you?

Fang Yan looked at Wu Song and thought to himself.

Logically speaking, shouldn't Wusong be being exploited like crazy? Why is he just slacking off like crazy when it comes to me?

"Moreover, as one of the Elite Four members of Sinnoh, I have an obligation to come and deal with this matter as soon as possible, no matter what I am doing."

Mayor Qiyi nodded after receiving Wusong's answer, and then walked out of the breeding house.

As expected of the dialect shop manager, his relationship with Wusong Tianwang seems quite special.

Fang Yan, who was about to speak to Wu Song, suddenly heard Mayor Qi Yi call his name.

Fang Yan turned to look and saw that Mayor Qi Yi had taken off his hat and then bowed respectfully.

"The shop manager speaks in dialect,"

"Thank you!"

Fang Yan returned the greeting earnestly.

"This is also my duty."

The obligations of the owner of the breeding house.

I love the nursery, and I love the people of Futaba Town.

Therefore, this is also my obligation as the owner of the breeding house.

Mayor Qi Yi smiled, straightened up, and turned to leave.

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