Was the food I cooked not good enough? Why roast an innocent Delibird?
George's stare made Mark shrink his neck. "I was just saying..."
"Let's see whether or not we can catch it, in case it sends a message through some other means outside," George said as he took out a Poké Ball and threw it directly at the Delibird.
The next moment, the upside-down Delibird suddenly opened its eyes wide and fiercely flapped its tiny wings, knocking the Poké Ball away.
"This bird is playing dumb. It's pretended to faint twice in such a short time," George said with interest, unconcerned about whether the capture had succeeded.
"Coo!"
The Delibird struggled again. Its cooing, combined with the way it hung upside down while desperately gesturing, made it look both funny and pitiful.
"Oh, it's pretty smart. Delibird says the most important envelope is gone, so it doesn't dare go back. How could it possibly leak anything?" George raised an eyebrow. Viridian Power allowed him to easily understand Delibird's words. "Coo? Coo coo coo!"
Delibird froze at first, not expecting someone to understand it. The next moment, it struggled even harder, looking at George as though he were its savior.
"So you still wouldn't be willing if I caught you?"
"Coo?"
Delibird froze again. It seemed that just now... it really had... reflexively knocked away a Poké Ball.
Delibird: (::) This is too hard for me!
This time, even Sato and the others could not help laughing. This Delibird really was a living treasure.
Seeing the three of them laugh so happily, Mark somehow felt that his position was being threatened.
Pah! I'm not a mascot! Mark hurriedly drove that terrifying thought from his mind. When he looked at Delibird again, his gaze had changed.
Meanwhile, George took out another