"Luca!! (Stop writing your graduation thesis about Eevee's growth. Change it to the possibility of Squirtle learning Extreme Speed!)"
As a Pokémon that had mastered Extreme Speed, Lucario could describe Squirtle's speed just now as fast.
Eevee was certainly a rare Pokémon, but a Squirtle that could use Extreme Speed was truly exceptional.
"What did he do this time?"
Xin Mu came downstairs after changing into Cat Head pajamas. The whole family wore the same style, even Squirtle, though Squirtle usually had little interest in pajamas.
He only put them on to keep warm during the hottest days, when the air conditioning was turned way down. The weather had yet to get that hot.
"Rio."
Lucario described what Squirtle had just done, then gestured to indicate the distance.
From Lucario's perspective, it was no less shocking than Lassou, who studied physics, seeing someone run fast enough to remain stationary relative to the ground on a train plunging off a cliff.
"You'll get used to it. The League Conference just doesn't test this stuff, or Squirtle would be our real ace. Get some rest.
"We're going out tomorrow."
"Luca."
Nodding, Lucario began putting away the exercise equipment on the floor with Incineroar. As for Squirtle, who had run outside...
As a mature turtle, he was capable of handling the situation himself.
"Squirtle! (This box belongs to yours truly! It's insanely spicy! Not suitable for you guys!)"
In the backyard, Sylveon hadn't seen when Squirtle appeared in front of her either. All she sensed was a sudden whoosh,
and the takeout box she had just received vanished. Then he began declaring ownership of the food.
"Nia?"
"Squirtle. (Hang on.)"
Squirtle began fussing with the takeout boxes, quickly dividing the food into two equal portions. One was his,
and the other was for