Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 581 A Date with an Adorable Couple

August 22th, sunny.

The autumn air is crisp and clear, perfect for a long trip.

Fang Yan got up very early this morning, then took a nice bath, combed her hair, and went downstairs to enjoy the breakfast prepared for her by Goethe's mother.

"Huh? Fang Yan, the shop manager, is up so early today? Even earlier than Xiao Shana." Mrs. Fujino came out from behind the counter and looked at Fang Yan, who was already sitting at the table enjoying breakfast, and said in surprise.

"The early bird catches the worm. I'm the owner of the animal husbandry farm, so isn't it normal for me to get up early?" Fang Yan replied shamelessly.

Mrs. Fujino:————

It seems that I only saw Fangyan, the shopkeeper, get up early every morning when I first arrived. After my husband and I became proficient in handling the affairs of the breeding house, Fangyan usually slept until noon most of the time.

What's going on today?

Could it be that the manager of the shop with the local dialect has changed his mind?

Is it time to get back to work?

That shouldn't be the case—it's almost winter, and the petting zoo isn't that busy lately.

It could even be described as rather deserted.

The only relatively lively places are the delivery service and the canteen next door.

However, the shop manager rarely personally inquires about these two matters.

Could it be that the store manager, who speaks in dialect, wants to go out and deliver food today?

Delivery? Store manager speaking in a local dialect?

Mrs. Fujino immediately dismissed the idea.

How could the dialect-speaking store manager, who would rather lie down than sit, possibly go out to deliver goods personally without special circumstances?

Why is the shop manager, who speaks in dialect, up so early today?

Mrs. Fujino glanced at the time.

06:18

This is incredible!

They got up so early.

"Huh? Fangyan, the shop manager?!" Mr. Fujino walked out from behind the counter with several buckets of Moo Moo fresh milk, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw Fangyan eating breakfast.

"Why are you up so early today?"

"What are you talking about! I'm the owner of the animal nursery; isn't it normal for me to open early for business?"

Upon hearing the dialect, Mr. Fujino and his wife exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves, "Has the sun risen in the west today?"

Mr. Fujino smiled and nodded. "So, will the dialect shop manager be on duty today?"

After saying that, he looked at Miss Gothic and said, "The Moo Moo fresh milk that needs to be taken to school today is ready."

Miss Goth nodded, and her spiritual power spread out from her body. Then, the milk from the bucket flew into different bottles and were sealed.

"I won't stand guard." Fang Yan said without hesitation, chewing on a fried dough stick.

Mr. and Mrs. Fujino:————

Mrs. Fujino: "Shall we deliver it?"

"No, I'm too tired."

"The cafeteria?"

"The cafeteria has Monini and the others, so they don't need my help."

Industry"

"What kind of work is the dialect shopkeeper going to do? Could it be that a trainer has booked a Pokémon for fostering? Does the dialect shopkeeper need to take care of Pokémon?"

"Hmm—not really."

The Fujino couple became even more curious.

"Don't ask anymore, he's just getting ready to go out on a date."

The little airplane flew down from the second floor, yawning as she said, "Yesterday, Zhu Lan called him and said there would be a romantic fireworks show in the Carlos area today, and asked if he wanted to go see it."

Mr. and Mrs. Fujino:————

"Does the owner of the breeding farm open early for business?" Mr. Fujino asked.

"The early bird catches the worm?" Mrs. Fujino asked.

Fang Yan blushed and patted the little girl's head.

"You talk too much."

The airplane girl glared at him.

"If you're so tough, why don't you ride me over there later!"

"I've noticed you're a bit too serious, Pokémon." Fang Yan put his arm around Latias's neck and said, "It was just a joke, it's not that serious, it's not that serious."

Latias snorted and began eating his breakfast.

Like dialects, it also likes to sleep in late.

Fang Yan was going on a date with Cynthia in the Carlos region today. He woke up before dawn and, not only did he wake himself up, he also woke himself up.

The way they shout is especially annoying for Pokémon.

How could anyone throw themselves directly into a bathtub!

It almost caused me to drown!

Da da da da.

A crisp sound rang out.

Without even looking up, Fang Yan pushed Miss Qun'er, who was sitting next to him, out of the way, and Shana crashed directly into Miss Qun'er's arms.

"Hehe, good morning, Miss Skirt."

Miss Skirt reached out and gently patted Shana's little head.

"Laji~"

After Shana finished her tantrum, Fang Yan looked up at Shana in Miss Skirt's arms and said with a smile, "Good morning, little Shana."

"Good morning, Uncle!"

Shana ran to Fang Yan's side, and Fang Yan picked her up and made her sit on a chair.

"Where's Tomoyo? Isn't she up yet?"

Not finding Zhi Shi, Fang Yan asked in confusion.

"Hmm, she just got up and is still brushing her teeth." Shana picked up the bread in front of her, put a sausage on it, rolled it up, and then took a big bite.

Watching Shana eat with relish, Fang Yan wondered how Shana, with all her exercise throughout the day, could be getting so muscular.

Could it be that my breeding house is actually a pig farm?

Gengar, Latias, Victini —

Each one of them became visibly rounder.

Fang Yan shook her head, feeling utterly exhausted.

At that moment, Tomoyo, wearing Dragonite pajamas and still half asleep, came downstairs.

"Good morning, Tomoyo," Fang Yan greeted Tomoyo.

"Good morning, Uncle." Tomoyo's voice had a lazy, ethereal quality.

She then climbed onto the chair next to Shana and began to eat breakfast.

Actually, she didn't know why her best friend exercised so much every day and could get up so early in the morning. Not only did she get up early, but she was also full of energy.

Knowing that her constitution was not good, Tomoyo sighed and took a bite of the fried dough stick in front of her.

"Uncle, is something the matter that you're up so early?"

Shana asked about the dialect out of curiosity.

Fang Yan nodded. "That's right, I'm getting ready to go out with your sister Cynthia to take care of some things."

"What tree situation—" Shana asked with difficulty, her mouth stuffed full.

"A date." Fang Yan raised an eyebrow at Shana.

Shana swallowed hard, clearing the food from her mouth, and then asked curiously, "What's a date? I've only ever heard of a fight."

Shana blinked her bright, sparkling eyes and continued to ask curiously, "Is Uncle's date with Cynthia like a fight?"

dialect:----

Fang Yan now strongly suspects that Shana has focused all her attention on food, which is why she is neither good at academics nor martial arts.

Of course, the dialect refers to the martial arts skills used in Pokémon battles.

It's not that her little fists are no good.

When Tomoyo saw the dialect, she didn't know how to explain it for a moment, so she reached out and gently tugged at Shana's sleeve.

"Ahem, that's right, little Shana. After your uncle finishes his date with Cynthia, he's going to get into a fight!"

Mrs. Fujino smiled and said something to Shana, drawing out the last few words.

Fang Yan blushed.

"Huh? Why are you fighting with Cynthia, Uncle? Uncle, you can't bully Cynthia! Otherwise you'll be naughty. You have to let Cynthia win."

Shana spoke to Fang Yan in a mature and sophisticated manner.

"Pfft—" Mr. Fujino seemed to have thought of something and spat out the milk he was drinking.

"Eat your breakfast," Fang Yan said, picking up a sausage and stuffing it into Shana's mouth.

After finishing breakfast and saying goodbye to everyone, Fang Yan rode Latias and flew towards the Carlos region.

Shana and Tomoyo took the two Celebi and Meloetta to school.

Only the Fujino couple remained in the breeding house.

The Fujino couple sat in the rest area for a while, but no one came to their door. The students from Zhukei Academy had all gone home.

Mr. Fujino walked to the door, glanced around, changed the sign hanging at the entrance of the nursery to "Rest," returned to the rest area, sat down next to his wife, and said softly, "Madam, I think it's time to give little Shana a younger brother or sister, isn't it?"

Mrs. Fujino blushed, stepped on his foot, and then got up and left.

Carlos region.

Fang Yan looked at Cynthia, who was standing on the shore fully armed. Latias drifted over to Cynthia, and Fang Yan jumped off its back.

"Hey, beautiful, all alone? Want to come have some fun with your brother?" Fang Yan whistled and raised an eyebrow at Cynthia.

Cynthia: ————

Cynthia took off her sunglasses and stared coldly at Fang Yan.

"Oh? You seem quite skilled at this kind of thing."

The icy voice penetrated to the bone, making Fang Yan shiver.

Cynthia continued, "Happy, happy?"

Fang Yan quickly begged for forgiveness, "What kind of person do you take me for? Heaven and earth bear witness, I've only ever treated you like this, okay!"

"You can recognize me?" Cynthia didn't believe it.

"Why can't I recognize you? My beloved woman, my beloved Yaoyao, my beloved cabbage ice cream, I can recognize you even with my eyes closed, let alone this little bit of disguise."

"Huh?" Cynthia still didn't believe it.

Fang Yan quickly raised his hand and swore, "Clear Soup Arceus, I swear, if I did this to any other woman, I will be punished by Arceus's Light Shards—"

Before he could finish speaking, Cynthia covered Fang Yan's mouth with her hand.

"Alright, I believe you."

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes slyly.

Cynthia felt something slippery slide across her palm, her beautiful silver-gray pupils suddenly contracted, and then she felt dizzy.

With a snap.

Fang Yan's face was pressed tightly against the sand, and Cynthia's knee was pressed against Fang Yan's neck.

"Hey buddy, fighting is fighting, but give me some air, you know!"

Fang Yan patted the sand with his other hand to indicate his surrender, and then shouted something.

Cynthia then realized that the person she had subdued was her boyfriend, and she quickly stood up and helped him up.

Fang Yan patted the sand off his face and looked at Cynthia with a reproachful expression.

Cynthia's pretty face flushed unconsciously.

"Um—I didn't realize it for a moment—" Cynthia explained softly.

Gengar, clutching its belly, rolled around on the beach, laughing heartily.

Latias, standing nearby, mercilessly mocked Fangyan from the air.

Miss Gothic and Miss Skirt's Poké Balls wobbled.

The two Pokémon chatted for a while.

It's a sin to have your own trainer be so bad.

"From now on—don't do such unhygienic things." Cynthia's voice rang out.

Fang Yan snorted.

"So it's wrong for me to kiss my own girlfriend?"

"That's not kissing, that's being a pervert. Who licks their palm?"

Cynthia's face grew increasingly red.

Fang Yan grinned mischievously and said, "We're an old married couple, what's so perverted about this?"

"Who said we're an old married couple?!"

Cynthia looked up, staring at Fang Yan in shock.

Wasn't I dating her? How did we become like an old married couple?

Fang Yan stared at Cynthia with a shocked expression, his eyes filled with despair.

"Could it be—Zhu Lan, you—don't want to marry me?" Fang Yan clutched her heart, her voice broken: "I know—you're so beautiful, it's normal that you don't like me, but it's okay, at least you truly loved me one day—"

The Gengar standing to the side was dumbfounded.

/（/。A。）Z

It knew its trainer was shameless, but the level of shamelessness was just too much—

Miss Skirt and Miss Gothic inside the Poké Ball:

Nine-Tails barely resisted the urge to jump out of the Poké Ball and slap Fang Yan away.

As he spoke in his dialect, he became increasingly emotional, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Cynthia reached out to cover Fang Yan's mouth, but Fang Yan dodged it. Finally, she grabbed Fang Yan's head and pressed her own head against it.

"I know—um—"

Fang Yan felt the softness and warmth on her lips, savoring the sweet taste.

Fang Yan's eyes widened.

No, that's not it—no, no, no, yes, yes, that's it!

Gengar: ∑（°口°）

Gengar instantly pulled out its spiked club, becoming wary of its surroundings.

Anyone who dares to come near, I'll smash them away with this club!

(。·—。：)

Just as a Magikarp leaped from the sea, a spiked club sent it flying.

Magikarp: ? ? ?

No, I just came out to cause some trouble. What did I do to deserve this?

Fang Yan held the hand of the fully armed Cynthia as they walked through the bustling passageway.

The area was filled with vendors.

"It's said that this is an ancient activity in the Carlos region. Here, couples can make a wish to that big tree, and their wishes will come true," Cynthia said softly, pointing to a big tree in the distance.

She held Fang Yan's hand tightly; this was the first time she had ever felt this way.

This was the first time she, as the champion, had ever wanted to make a wish upon a tree.

She must have scoffed at these kinds of holidays in the past, right?

Hearing the excitement in Cynthia's voice, Fang Yan smiled and said, "Then let's hurry over, lest the good spots be taken by someone else."

After speaking in dialect, he ran over with Cynthia.

The people in front of them felt an inexplicable force pushing them to the sides. By the time they realized what was happening, two figures had already run past them.

Fang Yan and Cynthia stood under the big tree, catching their breath. Then they bought a wooden sign, and Cynthia carefully wrote words on it.

Fang Yan looked up at the wooden sign hanging on the tree.

How do I feel?

This kind of activity seems familiar!

Is this the kind of activity that should be happening in the Carlos region?

Fang Yan watched as Cynthia personally hung up the wooden plaque, then took her hand and continued to the next activity.

the other side.

A beautiful figure is weaving through the crowd.

"Strange, why is it so lively on the human side?!"

"It seems I'll have to wait until tonight to take action, otherwise it won't be good if I'm discovered."

"I've heard that humans are all bad guys, and we Pokémon are the best."

Tianxi thought to herself.

Unfortunately, it didn't know that it would encounter the demon from the breeding house.

So what kind of sparks will fly when the naive and innocent Queen meets the mischievous child?

That would be a good thing, right?

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