The finest food often left people speechless.
Right now, that was exactly what had happened.
At the campsite beneath the evening breeze,
chewing filled the air, loud and soft alike. The perfect combination of Shining Cuisine and Herba Mystica had won over every palate.
Even Baimu was pleased with himself. He had outdone himself for once.
"Mmm! I haven't eaten this much in ages!"
Mela leaned back in her chair, a hand on her slightly rounded belly and a deeply satisfied smile on her face. Since changing her look, she had grown much more easygoing.
In her old school uniform and bob haircut, she had looked every bit the awkward, prickly schoolgirl.
Penny pressed her palms together and said with utmost sincerity, "Thank you for the meal."
As a tech geek who often lived on fast food, she would savor the memory of this dinner for a long time. She might even think of it one night years from now.
Baimu turned to Arven, whose mouth was stuffed full. "How was it? Compared to your Sandwich?"
"Just as good!"
Arven's muffled but decisive answer nearly made him fall over.
Baimu looked at Miraidon licking its empty plate and sighed helplessly. "Fair enough."
Whatever you say.
After dinner, they each had a cup of tea from Kalos.
Baimu asked, "How did you end up here?"
"We got lost."
Mela said casually, "After we arrived, we kept an eye on Pina's Segin Squad from the shadows. We meant to head back to Port Marinada for the night, but it got dark halfway there and we lost our way."
West Province had too many hills and slopes, and the wilderness was pitch-black at night.
At that, Baimu pulled out his phone. "Get yourselves a Porygon Phone. I guarantee you won't get lost."
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