Making Electivire a cleaner had to be a joke.
It was good at it, not passionate about it. If it had not been Heiduo's order, did anyone think Electivire would do housework?
Whoever dared make it sweep the floor, it would gladly show them what urinary and fecal incontinence meant.
Eight o'clock that night.
Thanks to Heiduo and the others' tireless efforts, the entire building had finally been cleaned out.
To celebrate, and to reward the Pokémon that had helped, Heiduo specially prepared a lavish feast.
The Pokémon cheered and danced with joy, their lively noise drawing quite a few nearby residents over.
Michina had a good environment, but it was not modern enough. There were barely any highways, so outsiders rarely settled here. Most of the surrounding residents were old neighbors whose families had lived there since their ancestors' generation.
They all more or less knew exactly who had lived in the house Heiduo was staying in.
Back when those people had been fighting, it was the family next door who had called the police.
Then, because so many officers arrived the next day, practically the entire town learned that such a family had once lived there.
But as time passed and six years went by, they gradually forgot.
Only when they occasionally passed by would they remember. Oh, right, that had happened.
But today, someone had suddenly returned to this house!
How could they not be curious?
Human gossip was limitless.
While the adults stood at the front gate in small groups, chatting and guessing who was inside, several more action-oriented little brats climbed in through the backyard.
Children in small towns had always lived in peaceful surroundings, with mostly familiar faces around them. Occasionally being naughty, climbing over someone else's wall, or shooting at their windows with