Pokémon: The Strongest Gary Oak
Chapter 274

Pidgeot was pure nostalgia, you know?

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"Mmm~ My bed at home really was comfortable."

The morning breeze swept over the green grass as the immaculate white town quietly welcomed the rising sun.

Young Master Mao hugged Eevee-chan, took a deep sniff, and climbed out of bed feeling refreshed.

"Vee~ (˃⌑˂ഃ)" Eevee-chan pressed her paw pads against Gary's cheeks. You jerk! Sniffing me before you've even washed up? Gross!

Now that they were home, most of the Pokémon were resting in the backyard, so Gary's bedroom held only Togetic, Eevee-chan, and one plump Gengar plastered against the ceiling, snoring with his tongue hanging out...

After washing up, Young Master Mao simply changed into gray cargo pants, a white sweatshirt, and a black jacket, with a blue-green pendant around his neck.

That was right-the limited-edition [Young Master Mao_Original Blue] skin was back for a limited time!

"You're awake, Gary. Come have breakfast." The moment Gary went downstairs, he froze.

The old man was dressed in a suit and polished shoes, slicking his hair with pomade until it looked like a Tauros had licked it...

And Tracey, you weren't even going to be on camera. What the hell were you wearing a suit for...?

"Wait... Grandpa, are you... getting married?" Gary asked in confusion.

"Ahem... Making fun of your grandpa, are you, brat...?" Professor Oak rolled his eyes. "This is to help you shoot your video..."

"I'm shooting an MV, not an AV..." Gary was speechless.

"Huh? You aren't...?" Professor Oak sighed, seemingly disappointed.

"Grandpa..." Gary planted his hands on his hips helplessly. This mischievous old man just wanted to fool around.

Anyway, fooling around made him happy...

"In short, your everyday clothes will do. We're recreating the classic Professor Oak look. And Tracey... hmm... you can play Assistant A..." Gary explained helplessly.

He had dressed up for the

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