"But..."
Allister hesitated, then told Baimu that Galarian Corsola might be unable to evolve because its shell was too hard.
Baimu smiled. "Don't worry. The reason it won't evolve has little to do with its shell."
Slacker Coral simply didn't want to.
Otherwise, what difference would a sturdy bone shell make? Even one made of steel wouldn't stop it.
It could still break right through!
The answer contradicted everything Allister knew, leaving him stunned.
"Is that so?"
"I have complete faith in my Pokémon!" Baimu nodded firmly.
At any other time, he would have said they should trust the facts.
But when it came to Pokémon, he would always choose to believe in their will.
This was a world where the heart could work miracles!
Baimu looked back at Slacker Coral's family and friends. The gray stones seemed especially dejected after failing to coax their relative home.
"You don't have to be so sad. I'll bring it to visit often!"
"Cors!"
Who agreed to that?
Before the Galarian Corsola could respond, Slacker Coral cried out in agitation.
It had no desire to be dragged all the way to the Galar Region every few days!
No one cared what it thought, though. The Galarian Corsola answered happily, and Baimu crouched to pat their heads.
And so a world where only Slacker Coral suffered came into being.
Allister opened his mouth, then closed it. "..."
He was puzzled by Slacker Coral's reluctance and felt Baimu was being rather overbearing.
In the end, though, he said nothing.
The situation was too complicated for someone as timid as him to speak up lightly.
Doo, doo, doo...
A lilting tune suddenly sounded through the carriage, followed by the train announcement.
"We are approaching the next station. Passengers disembarking here, please prepare in advance."
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