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He didn't see Manchong at the front desk, so he guessed he had gone back to sleep.
"Welcome~"
An unfamiliar girl at the front desk saluted him.
"Please prepare a lunch for humans and six lunches for Pokémon. The attributes are as follows..."
I thought about it on Kashiwagi Road. In order to avoid the competition in the afternoon, I might as well not cook for lunch and try the food of the B&B.
Qianli’s wife Mitsuko had said before that the agricultural products in Green Town were of very good quality, so I guess they wouldn’t taste too bad.
"Your request has been noted."
The receptionist bowed in greeting.
He nodded, went straight back to the room and went into the bathroom, opened the Poké Ball and released the Maw.
“Tsk——!!”
As soon as the latter came out of the ball, he immediately smelled the stench on his body, and hurriedly ran under the shower head, turning on the water without adjusting the temperature and just rushing over his body.
Only when the mucus on the surface was washed away by water did it breathe a sigh of relief.
But when he put his nose close to his arm and body and sniffed it, he revealed an expression of extreme disgust.
"Qi Duo!"
"I'm coming."
Baimu helped Big Mouth Baby choose the water temperature and poured its special shower gel on the bathtub and handed it to him, "Don't rub too hard, be careful of hair loss. If there is still a smell, just take an aromatherapy bath when you come back."
"嘁哚~"
The latter quickly relaxed when he smelled the pleasant scent, nodded slightly, and rubbed out a lot of bubbles to wash his body inside and out before he was satisfied.
After finally washing and blowing dry this guy's hair, I proved to it that the Poké Ball definitely didn't smell bad and didn't need to be replaced.
Kashiwagi breathed a sigh of relief.
The crisis was temporarily resolved.
Although Garchomp won't go crazy like Ash's Dusk Mane Lycan in the early days when its fur is dirty and even ignore the trainer's orders, it will easily cause a shock to its mind if it is left alone for a long time.
When he was about to go to the Pokémon Center, he opened the door and saw Manchong sitting on the altars on both sides of the gate.
The child lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You didn't go to bed?"
he asked subconsciously.
"Ah, Kashiwagi... I've already slept." Manchong had a pair of dark circles under his eyes and lied with his eyes open, "How was the match against the tent? I was just about to go and watch..."
Kashiwagi replied: "Admitted to the semi-finals."
"How awesome! Is it another Pokémon that I haven't seen before?" Manchong stood up excitedly.
"It's just a Pokémon that can be found everywhere."
He held the man's shoulders and pushed him back to the altar. "You should find a way to get some sleep first. I'm worried that you might die suddenly. Hmm..."
Kashiwagi took out a homemade aromatherapy spray from his pocket and sprayed it twice on Manchong's face.
"what!"
The latter was startled at first, but soon a trace of fatigue appeared on his face, and the frequency of blinking became faster. "What is this? Is it a hypnotic spray?"
"You're overthinking it. This is a spray made with Qingming sleeping essence. It's only effective for people with insomnia. People with full energy will feel sharper and clearer. Children should stop reading indecent books."
"What...indecent...book?"
"It's nothing. Take the things and go back to sleep quickly. Be careful not to fall down at the door without anyone to help you." Kashiwagi stuffed the aromatherapy spray into Manchong's hand, thought for a moment, took off the Poké Ball that was gently shaking at his waist, and released Aledo.
"Please help your trainer back."
He pushed Man Chong into the latter's arms.
A sense of security surged over my heart, and my eyelids, which had been throbbing constantly, could no longer hold on and slowly closed.
Aledo carefully picked up the trainer and gave him a grateful look.
"You're welcome. When your trainer wakes up, remember to tell him to fight me more often."
Kashiwagi waved him away.
well.
The favor was sold.
I think that after waking up with a full personality and seeing the aromatherapy spray, he will definitely feel embarrassed, so the success rate of repeatedly requesting a battle with him will be much higher.
And this guy looks so confused now, maybe he will become normal if he fights more Pokémon battles.
perhaps.
He wasn't sure either.
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Coming out of the Pokémon Center.
As expected, there were no problems with Boscotola, and swimming in the pool was no different from swimming in the sea.
And it is very happy and excited having just learned new moves.
"It seems like you could really learn some moves like the water cannon."
Kashiwagi released it in a park, patted its arm, pretended to hold a microphone and put it to its mouth, and asked: "Have you ever considered continuing to develop in the direction of water-attribute Pokémon?"
“Goohoo.”
Yes!
Boskodora leaned forward slightly and nodded seriously, just like the Pokémon being interviewed on TV.
"Hahaha, why are you so cooperative?!"
Kashiwagi smiled and kicked it.
Boscodor also smiled and wagged its thick tail.
Just as he was about to say a few more words, a voice sounded from not far away.
"Ah! What a huge Boscodora! So great!"
"It really is!"
The two turned around and saw a group of Pokémon trainers approaching.
They held the Poké Balls and kept asking, "Would you like to exchange your Boskodora with my Dodo? Pokémon with three heads are really interesting!"
"Swap it with my Gengar! It will definitely make you happy! Happiness is indispensable on the journey!"
"No, no, no, I'd rather trade it with my Kirby. Although it's a little edible, it's very soft and feels very comfortable to touch!"
You and I spoke, both filled with words of persuasion.
Kashiwagi and Boskodora looked at each other, and the former waved his hand and said, "Sorry, Boskodora doesn't know how to exchange, and I didn't participate in the Pokémon Exchange Conference!"
Hearing him say this, the trainers stopped trying to persuade him, looking a little embarrassed.
“So it’s just a passerby.”
“I thought he was also a participant.”
"Sorry, just pretend nothing happened."
Just as Kashiwagi was about to say it was okay, he heard shouting in the distance.
"Come and see! Someone brought out different-colored Pokémon to trade! So many different-colored Pokémon!"
Different color?
He was slightly startled, and the trainers who had surrounded him suddenly scattered and squeezed towards the direction where the sound came from, rushing forward like sardines.
"As expected, where a large number of trainers gather, similar things will happen."
Kashiwagi turned and said to Boskodora.
The latter swung his tail and growled noncommittally, "Guhou~"
Why don’t you go and take a look?
It knew that the trainer had been searching for the different-colored Clownfish, but unfortunately, it rarely encountered even ordinary Clownfish at the moment.
“We should definitely go check it out.”
Kashiwagi patted its head, put it back into the Poké Ball, and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.
In the crowded crowd, I saw several Pokémon of obviously different colors from their peers posing in various postures. In the middle was a fat man with a big smile on his face and a silly look.
"Heterochromatic Wubo, Heterochromatic Lotus Leaf Boy, Heterochromatic Lava Worm, Heterochromatic Shield Cocoon... Hmm? Why are there two of them?"
He was puzzled at first, but soon realized that these might be the evolution of two stingtail worms.
It is difficult to determine the evolution direction of this kind of Pokémon even in the game because it is determined by data. This fat guy probably had bad luck and did not evolve into a carapace cocoon.
Pity.
However, in Kashiwagi's opinion, the Harmonia axyridis is better looking than the Harmonia axyridis. The color tone of the latter is a bit distorted, like an old photo, while the former has the quite straight wings of a "dead leaf butterfly".
"If you want to exchange my different-colored Pokémon, please exchange it with a Pokémon of the same color~"
The fat man shouted to the crowd of onlookers.
Exchange a different color for a different color?
Many trainers in the crowd turned away upon hearing this, but the rest went up to negotiate with the fat man and promote the advantages of their own Pokémon.
Kashiwagi watched for about 20 minutes, and seeing that Fatty was still very happy even though he failed to complete the exchange, he knew that he was probably showing off his Pokémon. However, the way he showed off was professional, called showing off.
Too ostentatious.
Hopefully, I won't be fooled by the dyed-hair Pokémon.
Kashiwagi knew that in the animation world, there were many trainers who liked to dye their Pokémon's fur, and there were even criminals who dyed their fur and sold them as different-colored Pokémon.
Although this thing cannot enhance the combat effectiveness of Pokémon, sometimes being different from ordinary people can bring a sense of superiority, so there are still many people chasing after it, and there are even trainers who set the goal of collecting all the different-colored Pokémon.