Intermission.
Following the signs, they went into the school to have lunch.
Sure enough, school food was as terrible as ever.
"Can I have some 'dog food'?"
Umbreon chewed the bland food and spoke up.
Heiduo silently popped a cherry tomato-like berry into his mouth. "You're thinking too much. You turned your nose up at it when I offered it to you before, and now you want some? It's gone."
The so-called "dog food" was the dry food Garchomp and the others ate. Heiduo had kneaded it into pellet form, making it easier to store than wet food without sacrificing much taste. Heiduo had tried it himself, too.
Just not much of it.
It was not that it tasted bad, but that humans could not eat it.
Since there were no Dark-type Pokémon on the team, Heiduo had not made any food specifically for Dark types. If Umbreon wanted to eat, it could only have the general-purpose kind.
But the general-purpose food was gone.
The wild Pokémon had eaten every last bit of it.
Heiduo had no particular hobbies in his daily life. He just liked wandering around the city looking for hungry Pokémon and feeding them.
In the few days since returning from Shalour City to Coumarine City, he had fed quite a few stray and lost Pokémon in the city.
He was a regular little philanthropist.
Umbreon could only finish its meal with a miserable expression.
After an hour-long lunch break.
The first round of the afternoon began.
And as the tournament progressed, more and more spectators gathered to watch.
"He's so handsome! He must be really strong, right?"
A girl who clearly valued looks watched Heiduo enter the wire-fenced arena and whispered to her best friend.
Her friend rolled her eyes. "You nympho! Is there some equal