The highest good is like water.
Having grasped the true meaning of martial arts, Urshifu's temperament had become steadier than before.
Even when pummeling Flutter Mane, its fists had grown more powerful, its relentless barrage of punches truly packing a wall-shaking force.
"Kahmi—"
Flutter Mane was starting to struggle, so it ran over to complain to Baimu.
Before this, the little brat had never been particularly affectionate. When it occasionally came over to act cute, it was only because it feared being disliked and sent back to Area Zero.
Baimu's demands of it were low. As long as it stopped tormenting innocent passersby and wild Pokémon, it could wander around Orre as it pleased. If it wanted to travel farther away, that was fine too, provided it brought its Porygon Phone to avoid losing contact.
After all, it had been a bonus when he recovered the Ancient Ho-Oh Guard.
He had never expected Flutter Mane to come complain one day because it could no longer endure Urshifu's attacks. He had always thought the thing enjoyed it.
But one thing was one thing.
"If you stop pulling such excessive pranks, I'll help you." Baimu paused, then realized Flutter Mane probably did not know what counted as excessive and what did not. Just like how Scream Tail found it difficult to tell whether being called Jigglypuff was meant kindly or maliciously, he carefully explained everything Flutter Mane had done since arriving at Platinum Silver Mountain over the past few months, giving examples one by one of what was excessive and what was not.
Flutter Mane was stunned speechless.
It had never imagined that its Trainer paid such close attention to it.
In Flutter Mane's shallow understanding, the other party had never cared much about it. This did not require any great intelligence—