Maples and pines stood on a small hillside outside Rustboro City.
The autumn wind turned the fallen leaves golden, and walking along the woodland path was especially relaxing.
The hike up the hill was not particularly long, but Wally, wearing his oxygen-restricting mask, still grew pale from the effort.
Finding a clearing beside a mountain stream, Young Master Mao prepared to set up camp with the three youngsters.
"Let's rest here. Wally, have some water first." Young Master Mao stopped and set the waterproof tent on his back down on the ground.
"Thank you, sir." Wally nodded, his forehead covered in sweat. His stamina was already much better than it had been at the beginning.
Still, change took time.
"Sir, what do we need to do to set up camp?" Brendan rubbed his hands together as he looked around.
He clearly wanted to find something to hit...
"All right, I'll assign the jobs." Young Master Mao clapped his hands. "First, put up the large waterproof tent for the three of you.
"Then leave the Water-type Pokémon beside the stream at camp.
"Brendan, gather dry firewood. Kimarō, fetch water from upstream. Wally, once you've rested, look nearby for wild ingredients.
"Bamboo shoots, wood ear mushrooms, or other mushrooms will all do.
"In short, we'll cook dinner with whatever ingredients you find."
"Got it! Let's get moving." Kimarō glanced up at the sky and urged Brendan on.
The three boys fumbled through the work, taking an hour to finally get their sleeping quarters ready.
Then Young Master Mao set up a cooking station beside the stream and put up the rain canopy that came with his tent.
The three children took their Pokémon off to explore the surroundings.
The air was a little damp. Judging by that, along with the wind and