"Something nasty?" Heath glanced curiously at Mew. Generally speaking, weren't Pokémon and the Trainers visiting them the most common sights in the Safari Zone? Sometimes, though, troublesome people could get in, such as Pokémon poaching gangs and the like. Every year, the League invested heavily in maintaining the Safari Zone, and Officer Jenny was everywhere, but even so, it was impossible to have an Officer Jenny in every corner, so people still managed to sneak in. That worried Heath a little, but when he remembered that Mew had returned safely, he stopped worrying.
"Yeah, that thing threw its poop everywhere. It was disgusting," Mew said with a look of disdain. Beside Mew, Kirlia spat out a mouthful of toothpaste, and even the usually steady Charizard visibly twitched. Heath felt rather helpless too. He had thought Mew had run into poachers, but he hadn't expected this kind of nastiness. From what Mew said, the culprit had to be a Pokémon, but Heath himself had never imagined there were Pokémon with such poor hygiene in this world. Could it be some special kind of Pokémon?
Still, Heath couldn't remember any Pokémon that threw its own waste everywhere, so perhaps that particular Pokémon simply behaved that way. Put like that, it was no longer strange. After all, Heath had been in this world for so long that he naturally knew very well that some Pokémon were unconventional. They were much like others of their species, but had completely opposite personalities. Heath had even encountered Pokémon with particularly nasty dispositions.
"All right, all right, stop talking about it. Nobody's had breakfast yet." Caught between laughter and tears, Heath rubbed Mew's head. Honestly, this little one. Talking about something like that first thing in the morning really spoiled everyone's appetite. Hadn't Mew noticed that even