"Miju..."
Oshawott sat on the ground, looking utterly dejected.
Suddenly, a Vine Whip lashed out.
Smack!
Oshawott held its cheek and stared in confusion at Snivy on the dining table.
"Taja."
Snivy stood proudly on the table, bound Oshawott with a single vine, then vanished through the restaurant doorway in a few quick leaps.
"Brother?"
Mewa stood up.
"Yeah, I know."
Dian nodded, took out his Pokédex to settle the bill, and followed.
What was this Snivy planning to do?
He was curious. After all, even teaching Suwama a lesson now wouldn't change the fact that Oshawott still felt attached to him.
As a Trainer, he felt that what Oshawott needed now was a new bond to eclipse its memories of the past.
But how would a Pokémon heal this kind of wounded heart?
An expectant smile touched Dian's lips. He really wanted to see what Snivy would do.
After all, she would soon become a companion who would spend many long years with him, Misdreavus, and the others.
As he caught more Pokémon, Dian had begun to place greater importance on one crucial thing.
Harmony between his Pokémon.
He hoped that, when he caught this Snivy, his Pokémon would accept her too.
Likewise, he hoped Snivy would feel comfortable staying with him, Misdreavus, and the others.
Although Misdreavus still acted like a child and loved playing pranks, she was incredibly gentle at heart.
Beedrill went without saying. Beneath that seemingly cold exterior lay a heart that cared for others. Before Pupitar evolved, Beedrill had sometimes secretly taken it flying.
All because Larvitar had once cast an envious glance at Starly flying overhead, and Beedrill had noticed that glance.
Dian was actually quite proud. He had raised Beedrill from a gluttonous little Weedle into the Pokémon it was today.
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