Psyduck's Warning: Odd Jobs on the Verge of Destruction

Inside the academy library, books of unknown age were stacked across the shelves, and beneath the dim lighting, everything seemed unnaturally quiet.

Xingye had not accompanied Lillie to the Pokémon Center. Instead, Psyduck had called him here, and he followed behind it as it wandered in circles through the library.

Psyduck walked all the way to a bookshelf at the very back and stopped. Then it slowly raised an arm, releasing a burst of psychic power. The entire bookshelf began to tremble and sink downward...

"Whoa. There's a secret room too?"

Seeing the path leading downward appear behind the shelf, Xingye was somewhat surprised. But Psyduck said nothing, merely hopping down the passage. He could only continue following it.

Fortunately, the secret room was not very deep. At the end of the stairs, Xingye pushed open the door and found a rather damp room inside. There was even a drainage channel in the corner, and judging from its flow, it should have connected to Mesagoza's moat.

As for the rest, there was only some ordinary furniture and a small bed. Clearly, this was Psyduck's usual living space.

"It actually lives here..."

"Because this way, I can keep my body moist every day, and I can go to work as soon as I step outside."

"Huh?"

Hearing that somewhat shrill voice, Xingye froze for a moment before realizing Psyduck was speaking. Yet it still wore that utterly vacant expression, impossible for anyone to read. The contrast was incredibly strong.

"Duck Teacher, you can talk?"

"Is that really something worth caring about? You must have seen quite a few Pokémon that can talk, haven't you?"

"..."

"Kid, I didn't bring you here to joke around or make small talk. Listen carefully to me!"

Psyduck maintained the same expression, but it scolded him