He's Looking at Me!

"Snorlax~"

Snorlax happily narrowed its eyes, nodded at the snack stall owner, and gave him a thumbs-up.

"What did he say?"

The snack stall owner did not understand what Snorlax meant, but Lu Ze did.

Lu Ze laughed. "He said what you made is delicious too."

"Hahaha!"

The owner immediately burst into cheerful laughter. "Of course it is! This is a family recipe passed down to me from my dad's generation!"

Lu Ze and the others paused when they saw the owner's proud expression.

They did not know whether they had misunderstood him or whether the owner had some misconception about the phrase "family recipe."

Could something passed down from one's own father really count as ancestral?

Lu Ze did not understand, but he did not show it. After finishing the flatbread in his hand and saying goodbye to the owner, he left.

There was still plenty more food waiting for them. They could not just eat this one thing.

Snorlax twisted its round body around, clearly unwilling to return to its Poké Ball.

Helpless, Lu Ze looked over the snack street.

Fine. There were not many people around right now, so Snorlax could barely stay outside.

"All right, but keep your movements small."

"Snorlax~"

Snorlax happily agreed. As long as it could follow Lu Ze outside, it could eat delicious food whenever it wanted.

As for not moving too much?

Of course Snorlax would not make big movements. It knew it had to pay for anything it broke.

Snorlax happily squinted as it followed behind Lu Ze and the others.

After slightly shifting aside to avoid two people jogging past it, Snorlax even deliberately turned around to look.

Only after seeing that it had not damaged anything on the street did it finally relax.

Last time, it had accidentally