Communication was difficult.
So Baimu decided to perform the Heart of God ritual with Registeel every morning.
That way, even if they could not communicate through words or eye contact, the Steel Regi could still form an impression of him, of everyone, and of this new era.
But...
"Another first-person movie..."
He withdrew his hand and looked up at Registeel, his feelings complicated.
Registeel seemed to have no interest in communicating directly. It just kept revisiting the past, showing him everything it had experienced.
Still loading data?
Baimu could only tell himself not to rush things. He would not need Registeel's strength in battle for a while anyway.
It could serve as a sparring partner and help Mawile and the others raise their energy levels.
At breakfast,
Baimu and the others ate as usual while Registeel "watched" from the side, occasionally making mechanical beeping sounds.
The background noise made Pokémon like Blissey, who loved caring for others, uncomfortable.
"Happy..."
"It probably just eats something different from us."
Baimu stroked Blissey's round head and reassured her. "Some Pokémon feed on magnetic fields or electricity. They aren't interested in Berries or Pokémon food. So even if it looks like it's spacing out, it might be absorbing the Earth's magnetic field."
"Happy."
Blissey understood at once.
It never occurred to her that her Trainer might be lying. The belief that everything he said was true had long been engraved in her heart.
The other Pokémon each looked thoughtful.
At first, the well-informed Porygon2 thought it was impossible, but on second thought, perhaps Baimu was right.
After all, it had secretly drawn power from a phone before.
As a Legendary Pokémon, Registeel could have an unexpectedly unusual diet. It was worth observing more closely.
That was what Porygon2 thought. Unlike Dragapult, whose covert observations