In the afternoon.
Wyndon grew a little quieter.
Life in the Pokémon World moved at a slow pace. Even fans who had traveled from afar to see their idols would take a proper break around noon.
Even Miss Joy, who was busy every day, was no exception.
In Baimu's room, Nemona, Arven, and Penny were listening to Lisia explain Pokémon Contests. The three youngsters from "remote regions" were thoroughly overwhelmed.
"Can you battle in them?"
"There used to be a Contest Battle segment, but it was removed in the revised format."
Lisia's answer left Nemona deeply disappointed.
It was not that she looked down on Pokémon Contests, but she truly preferred battling and had little interest in performances.
Arven, meanwhile, was quite interested—not in the stage performances, but in Pokémon care before competitions.
Like Brock, he was determined to become a Pokémon Breeder.
So when Lisia mentioned that Coordinators cared more about their Pokémon's Good Health than ordinary Trainers did, he listened very attentively.
Then there was Penny.
Though she kept her days and nights reversed and stayed cooped up at home like a shut-in, she actually cared a great deal about Pokémon appearances.
Otherwise, she would not have raised so many different kinds of Eevee.
An Xin'er and Blissey were in the bathroom, urging Hisuian Zorua, who was wearing a Pokémon swim ring, to exercise.
After stuffing itself with food and drink, it had begun feeling sick in the early hours of yesterday morning. It suffered for a long while before recovering, nearly losing half its fox life in the ordeal.
To punish it and help it digest its food, Hisuian Zorua had already been soaking in the bathtub for three hours—
It could swim, but it found paddling nonstop exhausting and strongly demanded the help of a swim