After some idle chatter.
Suya inevitably brought up the origins of Ogerpon.
When she learned that Baimu had found Boro and Ogerpon in Kitakami, far to the north of Kanto and at the southern end of Sinnoh, she quietly kept the clue in mind.
Baimu understood that Suya was probably preparing to tell her brother.
But there was a high chance they would have no way to bring Boro's descendants back to Michina. They had already put down roots in Kitakami, and would find it difficult to feel attached to some so-called homeland.
Around noon.
Suya and a group of Michina descendants held a feast in their honor.
Although the feast was rather crude, and the food served was generally primitive and completely lacking in culinary skill, he did not complain much. He ate and drank as he pleased.
A century of separation had caused the Michina people to lose far too much, and the loss of traditional food was one part of it.
Fortunately, the food was merely monotonous, not scarce.
Back then, Damos had led his people and Pokémon in diligent farming. Michina had the foundation left by the Life Orb's revival, and even now remained a fertile land, with each generation benefiting endlessly.
Baimu hoped Orre could become like Michina too. Even if no one lived there for a long time, he wanted it to remain full of life.
After the feast ended.
He was just about to accept Suya's request that he stay for a while when Ogerpon decided to leave.
"Why?"
Baimu looked at Little Ponkan in surprise.
During the feast, Ogerpon had laughed nonstop and played joyfully with the children of Michina. How had it suddenly decided to leave?
"Bonnie~"
Ogerpon smiled faintly. There was some sadness in that smile, but also a measure