On the feasibility of opening a restaurant in the Pokémon World

"Ah!!"

Azisa suddenly clapped her hands. "I remember now! When I was browsing an academic forum, I saw an article Professor Nishinomori, the compiler of the Pokémon Pokédex, had published.

"It was about Slowpoke and Shellder evolving symbiotically into Slowbro. During evolution, Shellder instantly changes from a two-shelled clam into a spiral-shelled one, while the weight of Slowpoke's tail allows it to walk upright and use moves like Mega Punch.

"Ha, so this is a Slowpoke. It really does look as dopey as the Pokédex says."

Dian no longer felt like commenting. Dopey Pokémon? They were clearly a bunch of Pokémon playing dumb.

Still, he already had some recollection of Nishinomori. Combined with what he had learned about academia lately, he knew that the current Nishinomori was the fifth generation. In other words, "Nishinomori" was simply the name this family used publicly—their so-called surname.

This generation's Professor Nishinomori was deeply committed to academic achievement. His ambition was probably to surpass every Nishinomori before him, break free of the confines of that surname, and become someone remembered by his own name as well, rather than merely as the fifth Nishinomori.

Apparently, he had already figured out every step of Slowpoke's evolution, including how to evolve it into Slowking.

At the same time, he also seemed to be compiling ancient texts, hoping to create a special Pokédex devoted to recording legendary Pokémon.

Dian had taken note of the professor back then. Once he had enough resources, he might be able to collaborate with him. Of course, that was a matter for another day.

Right now, his head hurt—not figuratively, but physically.

Mindful of her image in front of others, the unhappy Miss Misdreavus had refrained from attacking the Slowpoke that had stolen her food. Instead, she tugged angrily at Dian's hair, seemingly