In the kitchen.
"Happy!"
Blissey, the former kitchen maid, solemnly tied an apron around Ogerpon's waist while handing over her cherished spatula.
Ogerpon accepted it seriously. "Poniyo~"
Senior!
I'll definitely become a qualified assistant chef and live up to your expectations!
The two generations of kitchen maids clasped hands, gazing at each other through misty eyes.
From another angle, the scene might have looked a little comical, but both Pokémon wore exceptionally serious expressions.
As the sole spectator and photographer, Porygon Phone unhesitatingly split into five bodies. Like a press conference, camera flashes went off in rapid succession as they all snapped away!
Baimu's lips twitched when he received the photos.
Handing over a spatula had somehow been photographed by Porygon2 like a historic meeting between important figures from the last century.
"What a talent!"
He sighed, then looked at the Undying Peach surrounded by the Loyal Three.
Ever since returning from the Distortion World to Platinum Silver Mountain, it had begun trembling frequently, looking as though it were about to awaken.
If it truly was going to wake up, it would probably happen within the next couple of days.
Calyrex also said that its life force was steadily rising, which made Baimu very curious about the cause.
Had Giratina stimulated it?
Or perhaps...
The Spirit World?
He felt there was a strong possibility that it was connected to the Spirit World. Maybe Pecharunt wanted to see the elderly couple who had taken it in.
Unfortunately, several centuries had passed. The old couple had most likely already "reincarnated."
There was a trace of pity in Baimu's eyes as he looked at Pecharunt.
Being unable to let go was simply in Pokémon's nature. Banette was like that, and so was Pecharunt.
Even Ogerpon often missed Boro.
It simply never said so.