Dewford Gym Cafeteria

While the Pokémon were all focused on eating, Xinhai took out the lunch he had prepared that morning and found a relatively clean patch of ground to sit down and eat.

Brawly, meanwhile, shared one of Xinhai's breakfast portions without any Qi. After opening it and seeing the dishes inside, he swallowed.

Brawly took a bite of Xinhai's stew, chewed a few times, and admiration appeared in his eyes once more. Looking at Xinhai, he said, "Xinhai, not bad! This cooking is incredible—you're almost as good as the chefs at those restaurants outside."

Xinhai smiled, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "When I was home, I was usually the one responsible for cooking. My parents and Combusken and the others all liked my food, so I gradually got better at it."

"Not bad at all!" Brawly finished his portion in a few bites, licked the corner of his mouth with lingering satisfaction, then patted his stomach and looked at Xinhai's clearly insufficient lunchbox.

"But, Xinhai, while this tastes great, there's too little of it. For people like us who undergo high-intensity training every day, it's nowhere near enough. Once everyone finishes eating, I'll take you to the Dewford Gym cafeteria for another meal. I guarantee you'll eat your fill!"

Xinhai also felt that this lunch was more about ensuring balanced nutrition and was still far from filling him up. Hearing Brawly's invitation, he immediately nodded. "Sure. I was just thinking of trying the food at the Dewford Gym cafeteria."

Nearby, Xinhai's Pokémon ate with great relish, while Brawly's Pokémon displayed astonishing efficiency. The heaping basins of food before them visibly shrank at a rapid pace.

Once all the Pokémon had finished lunch and were resting contentedly, sprawled or lying down, Brawly stood and called to Xinhai, "Come on,