Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 432 The Best Time to Plant Trees

"Oh dear, little airplane girl, your sleeping posture is really terrible!"

Miss Gothic heard the dialect voice, and with a toothbrush in her mouth, she floated out of the bathroom and looked at the carpet in confusion.

Upon discovering that Fang Yan was crawling out from under the bed, he disgustedly pulled Latias out from under the bed as well, and complained.

Miss Goth: ————

You have a good sleeping posture; you can sleep from the bed all the way under the bed.

Miss Goth rolled her eyes at Fang Yan, then went back to the bathroom to wash up.

Last night, Fang Yan was sleeping in bed with Miss Goth sleeping next to him. As he was sleeping, he kicked Miss Goth off the bed and moved to the carpet, then crawled under the bed frame.

This amazing feat wasn't just done by Fang Yan alone; Monini, Latias, and even Roentgen were all infected.

Oh, and there's her best friend, her best confidante, lying on the bed. Her legs dangle from the edge of the bed, stepping on Fang Yan's head.

It's absolutely disgusting!

Fang Yan crawled back under the bed several times before finally pulling out all the Pokémon. He sat on the carpet, adjusted Miss Skirt's sleeping position, covered her with a small blanket, and then began to stare blankly.

Miss Gothic finished washing up and floated out of the bathroom. She looked at Fang Yan, who was sitting on the carpet in a daze, and asked him what he wanted to eat for breakfast.

"Anything is fine."

Miss Goth nodded, then opened the door to her room and went downstairs to make breakfast.

"Miss Goth, would you please brew me a pot of tea first?"

Fang Yan ran to the balcony and shouted towards the kitchen downstairs.

Before long, Fang Yan was sitting on a small chair on the balcony, drinking the tea that Miss Gothic had brewed, watching Gengar practice yoga, and experiencing the process of the nursery house waking up.

"Laji————"

Good morning----

Miss Skirt rubbed her eyes and came out of the room.

Good morning, Miss Skirt.

Fang Yan put down her cup, picked up Miss Skirt and held her in her arms, letting her sit on her lap. She gently sniffed the fragrance of the flowers on her head, then smiled and said, "I remember the last time I held you like this, you were still a lily root doll, so tiny."

Miss Skirt squinted her eyes and made a sweet sound, and the flowers on her head began to emit a visible fragrance.

Fang Yan glanced at the queen bee and her three bees collecting nectar in the garden and suddenly thought of something.

"Miss Skirt".

She addressed him in a serious tone, calling him "Miss Skirt."

Miss Skirt turned to look at Fang Yan, seemingly wondering why he had suddenly become so serious.

"Laji?"

What's wrong?

"I have a very serious question to ask you."

Speaking in a serious tone, he said, "But the condition is that you can't hit me."

Miss Skirt nodded.

it is good.

"Don't lull me into a false sense of security."

Miss Skirt nodded.

"And you can't hang me up."

Miss Skirt nodded again.

"Even more so—"

Miss Skirt stood up immediately.

Ask if you want, or not.

"No, no, I'm asking."

Fang Yan pulled Miss Skirt back into his arms, pointed to the bright flower on its head, and asked seriously, "Miss Skirt, can the queen bee and the others collect nectar from this flower on your head?"

Miss Skirt: ————

Gengar, who was doing a back kick, suddenly lost its balance on its right leg, causing it to fall flat on its face.

Miss Skirt wore a sweet smile.

"Laji~"

It seems not.

Fang Yan looked regretful. "Oh, that's such a pity. I thought I could pick them too."

Miss Skirt's smile became even brighter and sweeter.

"Laji~"

What a pity! What can we do about it?

Seeing the smile on Miss Qun'er's face, Fang Yan felt a sense of foreboding. He put Miss Qun'er down and prepared to get up and run away.

"Laji".

Look, flower petals are falling from the sky.

Fang Yan subconsciously looked up, and the next second, his whole body flew up.

"Help!!!"

The dialect was surrounded by petals, and then it flew into the sky.

Miss Skirt raised her hands, and the falling petals tumbled back and forth, while dialect rose and fell in the air, her face turning pale.

I'll let you collect honey!

I'll let you collect honey!

Can I have my flowers back and can they collect nectar?

I'll let you collect honey!

Miss Skirt wore a sweet smile, her eyes narrowed to slits, and then she tossed the wok back and forth.

"I was wrong!!!"

The screams in dialect completely woke up the nursery.

"I was really wrong! Miss Skirt, you said you wouldn't be angry!"

"Laji~"

I didn't agree to that! I just said ask if you want, or don't!

I won't hit you, paralyze you, or poison you, but that doesn't mean I won't let you take off!

Gengar approached Miss Skirt, looking at her with a hesitant expression.

Miss Skirt turned to face it, her face still bearing a sweet smile.

"Laji?"

Are you going to plead for him?

Gengar quickly shook his head and raised the tablet in his hand.

"Kou Jie"

Can I record a video?

Gengar revealed a sinister smile.

Miss Skirt nodded.

Gengar immediately turned on the tablet's camera function. Feeling that one angle wasn't enough, it simply used Shadow Clone, holding the phone, camera, tablet, and other devices to film the way Fang Yan was being tossed around in the wok from every angle.

"Kou Jie Yi"

Shout, shout, the more you shout, the more excited I get, hehehehe! "Gengar! You! Remember this! Ugh—"

Before he could finish speaking in his dialect, a steamed bun flew out of the kitchen and blocked his mouth.

"Goethe".

Noisy.

Miss Goth's voice came from the kitchen.

dialect:!

Gothic Mom, you've changed!

The aluminum-steel bridge dragon stood in the backyard, looking at the dialect in the sky, and then at its good friend Metagross beside it.

"bridge?"

Are people from the countryside really this good at having fun?

Gengar whispered a few words in Miss Skirt's ear, and Miss Skirt's eyes darted around.

Then he revealed a smile that terrified Fang Yan.

Fang Yan felt a slight tugging sensation in his pants.

Yameru!

"No, Miss Skirt! Absolutely not!"

Fang Yan clutched his pants with both hands, begging for mercy.

"Don't listen to Gengar, it's a truly wicked villain! You'll learn bad habits from it."

While Fangyan was still desperately battling with his pants, somewhere unknown, Giratina watched the scene on the sky and silently saved it.

I can't believe someone this old still likes to wear red.

I'll definitely make fun of him next time.

He keeps mistaking my reverse portal for a magic door!

In the end, it was Monini who saved Fangyan, saving him with just the words "It's time to have breakfast."

Fang Yan finished his breakfast with a sense of grievance, and then took Gengar and Mr. Fujino to the backyard to observe the condition of the Pokémon that the petting house owner had entrusted to the petting house.

"Good morning, Metagross and Aluminum Bridge Dragon, how did you sleep last night?"

Metagross responded with satisfaction.

"You'll get used to it. Come on, let's give you a check-up and a bath while we're at it."

Gengar took over the water pipe, while Fangyan carefully examined their bodies.

Yesterday I only did a quick check because it was too dark, but today I can do a proper check.

Fang Yan instructed Metagross and Duraludon to perform several actions and use a few moves as instructed, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Your body is great, but there seem to be some areas that are a bit worn out. But don't worry, we'll polish it up for you in a bit and make sure your skin is as smooth, beautiful, and even reflective as before."

It's no wonder it's a Pokémon belonging to a young lady; its moves are far more powerful than those of ordinary trainers, and it even maintains a good physical condition.

Fangyan fed them some herbal tea from the nursery to stimulate their appetite and increase their excretion. Then, Gengar used a hose to wet them, squeezed a bottle of shower gel onto them, and Fangyan took a soft-bristled brush and gently brushed them.

"Mr. Fujino, you see, these Steel-type Pokémon tend to have a more robust body structure than other Pokémon. Because they are made of steel, they are also like steel in other aspects, easily scratched. During their usual travels, they often need to fight constantly, so their trainers rarely pay attention to these details, as long as they don't get injured. In the wild, they also rarely care whether their bodies are scratched."

Fang Yan made Metagross turn over and started brushing at its four legs.

"But once they're fostered in the nursery, we need to check their physical condition. A perfectly healthy body brings them a lot of joy. After all, Steel-type Pokémon care a lot about the details of their bodies. Am I right, Metagross?"

Metagross let out a comfortable "mega".

"Come on, stay still, I'm going to flush."

Fang Yan took the faucet and pressed the water pipe with his thumb, making the water flow faster. It sprayed water onto Metagross, washing away the foam on its body. Its whole body shimmered in the sunlight, and the scratches on its body became more obvious.

Fang Yan carefully polished it, and it's as good as new.

Fang Yan clapped his hands in satisfaction, while the aluminum-steel bridge dragon beside him looked on with envy.

"Mr. Fujino, would you like to give it a try?"

Mr. Fujino nodded and began cleaning the aluminum-steel bridge.

Fang Yan called over the West Lion Sea Lions and the others, and began to examine their bodies.

"By the way, manager, can I ask you something?"

Mr. Fujino's movements were gentle, which made the aluminum-steel bridge dragon squint its eyes in satisfaction.

Fang Yan was squatting by the lake, brushing Milotic's tail, and didn't even look up when he heard this.

"What?"

"At my age, is it too late for me to take the breeder exam?"

Upon hearing Mr. Fujino's words, Fang Yan stopped what he was doing and looked at Mr. Fujino.

Mr. Fujino noticed Fang Yan's gaze and looked at him as well. "Is it late?"

Fang Yan suddenly laughed, then shook his head and continued what he was doing. "No, Mr. Fujino, you know there's a saying in our Donghuang region: the best time to plant a tree was ten years ago, and the second best time is now."

Fang Yan reached out and stroked Milotic's head, which was resting on his shoulder, while using his other hand to scrub its tail with a brush. He then continued, "What I mean is, when you decide to do something, the best time was ten years ago, and the second best time is now."

"So what I mean is, it's not too late at all."

Mr. Fujino raised his hand, a smile on his face, and said, "I see."

"Does Mr. Fujino also want to become a breeder?"

"Um.

""

Mr. Fujino nodded. "Originally, influenced by Madam, I didn't have a very good view of Pokémon. This also meant that when we went out to work, there wasn't a single Pokémon at home to keep Shana company, which made Shana go through an unpleasant period. Later, after coming to the breeding center, she faced so many Pokémon every day. Without realizing it, Madam had become accustomed to Pokémon and even developed a love for them."

When Mr. Fujino said this, Mrs. Fujino was leading a group of Pokémon—Pachirisu, Aipom, Enchanter, and Blindweed—in picking berries in the Berry Grove and checking the condition of rare berries.

Under her command, a group of mischievous Pokémon carried out their work in an orderly manner.

"And I seem to be getting better and better at taking care of Pokémon, so I've been thinking that at my age, I might be able to take the breeder exam and become a breeder, so that I can better assist you."

Fang Yan cleaned up the perfect Nas, and the next one was the Monarch Serpent. Sensing that the Monarch Serpent seemed a little resistant, Fang Yan massaged its head with his hand, and it immediately hissed comfortably, letting Fang Yan do whatever he wanted.

Upon hearing Mr. Fujino's words, Fang Yan suddenly remembered something.

I think I am one of them too —

Junior breeder?

"I almost forgot—I think I'm only a beginner breeder—"

Fang Yan said something with a bit of embarrassment.

Mr. Fujino was washing the aluminum-steel bridge when he heard the dialect and couldn't help but pause for a moment.

"This...it really is like your style..."

Mr. Fujino smiled helplessly.

Even if you're not a professional in nurturing talent, you know how effective the dialect shop manager's training methods are.

Who would have thought that he was just a novice breeder?

"It's alright, Mr. Fujino, go take the exam. I'll ask Mizuki later to see if there are any breeder exams in Futaba Town or Masago Town recently. If not, we can go to Kiyomizu City or other places to take them."

Fang Yan twisted his neck. This method of increasing favorability by washing one's body is fast, but it's a bit tiring on the neck.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Manager Fangyan."

"Speaking of which, I might take the intermediate breeder exam myself."

Can't we assume that if our employees are junior trainers, then we ourselves are also junior trainers?

We should at least raise it a bit.

I think I should have no problem taking the intermediate cultivator exam, right?

No, I need to go back and review later, but if I fail the exam, my reputation will be ruined.

After cleaning the six Pokémon, Fang Yan stretched his neck, went to Metagross and Duraludon, patted their bodies, and said, "Let them dry in the sun for a while."

Metagross and Aluminosi nodded obediently.

After explaining the remaining matters, Fang Yan returned to the rest area and asked Miss Joey about the recent breeder exam.

"Yes, Mr. Fujino wants to take the breeder exam, and I'm also preparing to take the intermediate breeder exam."

"I see. I'll ask around for you and call you when I have any news."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Sister Xiaoshui. Oh, by the way, come over for dinner later when you have time. Senior Kangaskhan is back."

"You're too kind. Really? The Kangaskhan is back? I'll go over there with Xiaoye later."

"Um."

Fang Yan hung up the phone, took the book about breeding knowledge that Miss Qun'er handed him, and then began to study it seriously.

Five minutes later.

Nine-Tailed Fox gently covered Fang Yan's sleeping body with its tail.

I patted it gently.

Miss Goth, who was passing by, glanced at it and then shook her head.

They even said that little Shana falls asleep as soon as she starts reading, but she herself does the same thing.