Harold's Mansion.
Bathing Sprigatito proved much easier than Li Wei had imagined.
At least it wasn't a nightmare like Feebas or Arcanine.
Strictly speaking, this wasn't about bathing, but about healing an emotional wound.
After Li Wei fed Sprigatito some Pokéblocks,
then observed its condition,
he decided to have Harold bathe it himself.
This was a good way to build their bond.
In Li Wei's eyes, Harold and Sprigatito had a problem common between parents and children.
Harold hadn't managed to fully convey his feelings and intentions to Sprigatito.
Simply put, they weren't communicating enough.
From Sprigatito's perspective, it disliked baths, or bathing brought back painful memories...
From Mr. Harold's perspective, Sprigatito had to be bathed, so he would try every possible way to bathe it.
In short, Sprigatito couldn't fully understand why Mr. Harold always insisted on bathing it against its will.
Li Wei looked at the middle-aged man gazing eagerly at him. "Mr. Harold, you do know how to bathe Sprigatito, don't you?"
Harold had already shown him the scratches on his hands from bathing Sprigatito.
But that only proved Harold had bathed Sprigatito before, not that he knew how to do it properly.
Bathing Pokémon required technique, too,
especially sensitive ones like Sprigatito, which had been hurt before.
Harold hesitated.
"I do, but..."
His voice carried a deep sense of defeat. After all, Sprigatito had never given him a positive response.
"Then you should do it."
"Me? You really want me to do it?"
Harold repeatedly asked Li Wei for confirmation.
Even if Sprigatito's scratches weren't fatal,
they still hurt.
Butler Ron didn't quite agree with the idea, either.
He frowned. "That's too dangerous."
Li Wei reassured him. "Don't worry. The more worried you are, the more Sprigatito will pick up on those feelings."
"What you should