Fuchsia City was crowded that morning, with people walking about everywhere, and Heath's business was doing well too, though it fell a little short of yesterday's. Heath was not surprised. After all, once other businesses saw the customers that Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny had brought him by eating at his place, they would certainly adopt similar methods, so his was no longer the only establishment people could confidently choose. He had to admit that nobody in the Pokémon world was a fool, and those in business were especially sharp. He had only just succeeded in drawing customers with this approach before others followed suit. Heath knew because, while shopping for ingredients earlier, he had heard an older woman saying that some restaurants in Fuchsia City had invited Officer Jenny and Nurse Joy to inspect them, so they were definitely safe to eat at, and so on.
Still, Heath was quite satisfied with this situation. After all, this was a form of business competition he could accept, as long as nobody came over to puncture his tires and then reported his restaurant for hygiene problems. Heath really had encountered someone trying to puncture his tires before. Fortunately, the food truck provided by the system was incredibly sturdy. The person had spent ages trying without success and had eventually been taken away by the Officer Jennys.
"Heath, did you see yesterday's news?" A familiar man walked in. It was Looker, holding up a newspaper with a grave expression. Heath found the sight a little amusing. It was quite impressive that a medium as old as newspapers had survived until now. After all, with televisions, computers, and phones available, newspapers had become very slow at spreading information. There were far fewer newsstands now too, and newspapers' main purpose seemed to have become