Baimu rested at home until morning in Sinnoh.
In truth, with his current physique, he could go two or three days without sleep and be perfectly fine.
"Remember to send someone to make contact."
"I'll have Huo Wu handle it. And I'm getting you an assistant. You come to me for everything—when am I supposed to find time to reply?"
"No. Contacting anyone else makes me cough."
"...You're going to work yourself to death one day."
"That's okay. I'll go to the Spirit World, bring you back, and revive you~!"
"Baimu! Could you be a decent human being for once?"
Ignoring Shan Ren's curses, Baimu chuckled and stepped into the Warp Ring bound for Iron Island.
The scene changed. Orre had only two hours left until evening, its sunlight already growing dim, but faraway Sinnoh was bright with morning light. Flocks of Starly chirped from the rooftops.
"Chirp, chirp?"
"Coo!"
They decided to head to the docks for some bread. The first ferry of the morning would arrive soon.
Surely some kindhearted humans would share their breakfast?
Flap, flap, flap—
With a loud rush of wings, the Starly swept toward the docks like a dark cloud, drawing plenty of eyes.
"Other than the Steel-type Pokémon everywhere, Iron Island mostly has Flying-type Pokémon."
By the roadside, Aaron enjoyed the Sandwich Baimu had given him.
Lucario shared it with him, but finished its portion too quickly to feel satisfied and gazed longingly at its trainer.
Aaron chuckled and gave his partner another half.
Only then did Lucario wolf it down in satisfaction. "Awooo~"
"Talk your trainer into coming with us, and you can eat treats like this every day~"
The Porygon Phone coaxed the food-loving pup like a devil whispering temptation.
Lucario enjoyed its food, but the offer did not sway it.