"The recipes for Poké Puffs aren't limited to just one or two," Lily said at the end of their happy baking session. "There are many kinds of Berries, and there are tless ways to bihem. You develop Poké Puffs that are uo your taste and cater to the Pokémon around you."
With work on the ranch keeping him busy, Naoki didn't have much time to stay. After learning the basics of Poké Puff making, he hurried back to the rand began preparing lunch for all the Pokémon.
There was no oven or pot for boiling berries at home. Naoki wao make one, but due to the ck of tools, he had to temporarily postpone his Poké Puff development pns.
He looked around at the video phohe rear-proje TV, and the double-door refrigerator. Before he k, as he acquired more and more things, his home was being increasingly cramped.
Naoki thought to himself, "Ohe Pokémon House is built and I get a Miltank, I'll have to start saving money for aension."
He needed a bigger kit so he'd have more space for his cooking utensils, like ovens, rice cookers, frying pans, juicers, microwave ovens, and so on. With those, he could start developing and produg more dishes and desserts.
For example, the "Grass Cake."
After lunaoki shared the Poké Puffs he had brought back from the Petite Patisserie with all the Pokémon at home. Due to the rge number of Pokémon, eae only got one piece.
After eating the Poké Puffs, the "Best Friend" effect was triggered, and many Pokémon, led by Alcremie and Smoliv, started following Naoki closely. Wherever he went, they followed.
Naoki was about to go outside to che the crops when Kora, who was building the Pokémon House, noticed the group of little Pokémon trailing behind him. She was quite surprised.
"Are you guys pying a game of tag?"
Naoki: "..."
The Pokémon following him chirped and bleated in response.
"..."
Naoki was a bit exasperated by the stant chirping. If he had known, he wouldn't have fed them those Poké Puffs with that effect.
He turo Alcremie, the leader of the group, and said, "You guys go py for a while. I o get back to work."
But the Pokémon only responded with coquettish cries, insisting they wao stay with him. Alcremie even pouted in a show of disappoi.
Naoki: "..."
Alright, alright!
It was impossible to work with these followers around, so Naoki had no choice but to take them to a meadow and enjoy the beautiful afternoon.
Kora watched as Naoki was surrounded by a group of Pokémon and couldn't help but ugh, thinking their bond was truly enviable!
The Pokémon were having a bst, and Naoki was "forced" to join in their fun.
He picked up Pawmi and, saying, "Little Pawmi was born to be cuddled by humans," buried his fa its soft, fluffy, and fragrant belly, taking a deep breath.
Naoki also took this opportunity to thhly pet Dragonite, a luxury he usually didn't have. He hugged Dragonite's chubby paressed his face against its big belly—it was so soft!
Alcremie's body was sweet and soft, exuding the st of caramel cream. Naoki really wao lick it, but that would be too weird. He thought about it carefully and ultimately decided against it.
Koraidon watched this se with jealousy, roared "Roar!", and forcefully pushed its rge head into the mix.
Naoki pushed it away with some effort, and only then did Koraidon seem satisfied.
After a while, Naoki was exhausted and y on the grass, looking up at the sky, thinking, Isn't the effect of this "Best Friend" status a bit too overwhelming?
But then he remembered what Lily had said about wild Pokémon following trainers because they liked their Poké Puffs, and he felt it wasn't so bad after all.
...
February 15th of the Pokémon League dar marked the first day of school for Naranja Academy.
Early in the m, Naoki saw news on TV about the influx of udents into the academy. Watg a middle-aged man, around forty years old, with a backpad a sturdy build, Naoki's eyebrows twitched.
A 40-year-old man could also study at Naranja Academy?!
But then again, the academy didn't seem to have any age restris on admissions. This robably why pyers entered such a diverse range of students in the game.
After breakfast, Naoki washed the dishes a outside.
M dew still g to the wn, and beside the farmnd, Dragoood, anding the weather. Us trol, a dark cloud gathered directly above the farmnd, and a light drizzle began to fall, moistening the crops below.
After a few days of stru, the Pokémon House was finally plete. Naoki walked over to the new building on the ranch, pushed open the door, and found it empty.
The Pokémoer was built with a rge amount of wood and stone. Ihere was a brand-new wooden floor, feeding and watering troughs against the wall, and hay piles for bedding pced in the ers.
This was where the Miltank would live, but unfortunately, he didn't have enough moo buy o. Although he had sold goat milk and rock salt retly, Naoki had immediately used the earnings to buy a new bed, strictly forbidding Koraidon from jumping on it again.
A Miltank cost 20,000 Pokédolrs, which seemed expe first, twice the price of a Nacli. But sidering the import and transportatiohe price was reasonable.
Moreover, uhe Skiddo, Miltank was a natural dairy coable of produg 20 liters of nutritious milk daily. If the rancher didn't milk it every day, it would feel unwell.
Miltank milk was sweet and loved by both adults and children. Even those who weren't aced to drinking milk would turn it into yogurt.
For the elderly and the siutritious Moomoo Milk was the best drink.
There was a on saying, no matter where you were:
"Children who grow up drinking Moomoo Milk bee healthy and strong."
A 500ml bottle ur Moomoo Milk sold for 300 Pokédolrs. If the quality was slightly better, it could evech 500 Pokédolrs.
And he had the milk pe that could further improve the quality of the milk.
If calcuted based on the highest priiltank produced 20 liters a day, resulting in a daily ine of 20,000 Pokédolrs, or 600,000 a month.
If he had ten.
Golden light fshed before Naoki's eyes, and images of Pokédolrs floated past him.
A fortune!
With ten Miltank, building a grand vil in two months wouldn't be a dream at all!
