Brock's Talent

Mawile had an instinctive passion for shopping, as though it had taught itself.

It had thought the shops aboard the Love Milotic were already bustling, but Littleroot Town's department store was even bigger, had more goods, and was cheaper too!

Surrounded by such a dazzling world, it completely lost control and fell into a chaotic state where it wanted to buy everything it saw.

Fortunately, Baimu, as a Trainer, possessed the Own Tempo Ability and would never become confused. He kept Mawile's rationality from snapping and forbade it from casually buying things it had no use for.

However.

Even so, the things in Baimu's hands kept piling up. By the end, he had no choice but to carry bags in both hands as he followed Mawile to the Pokémon beauty salon.

Mawile had wanted to come here for a long time. It had often heard N's two older sisters and their Pokémon talk about it, and sometimes looked at the photos on their phones with unbearable envy.

Now, it finally had the chance to experience it for itself.

"Hair styling and manicures? Dyeing your color? None of that really suits you." Baimu stood beside Mawile and looked through the beauty treatments with it. "Natural is the best and prettiest."

"Mawile?"

Mawile blinked its large, watery eyes.

"Of course I like natural beauty." Baimu nodded firmly, completely ignoring the beautician's awkward expression beside him. "Personally, I don't think any of this is necessary. But if you think it looks good, I support you. Still, think about it—what if it gets messed up during a battle or something..."

"Mawile!"

"Then, please give it a basic fur and skin care package. And I'll leave these two to you as well." Baimu nodded in satisfaction and released Chansey and Deino.

Then.

He went to