"Huh? Isn't that Professor Oak? What brings you here?" Heath looked at the customer in front of his food truck in surprise. He really hadn't expected to see Professor Oak just as he was planning to close up. This really was unusual.
After all, Heath's stall was some distance from Professor Oak's laboratory, and it wasn't exactly close, so Heath had thought he wouldn't run into Professor Oak for another few days.
"...Oh, it's you, Heath." Professor Oak froze for a moment too. He still remembered Heath; they had met once, after all, so it wasn't as though he had no impression of him whatsoever. But Professor Oak admitted that he really hadn't expected the chef who had given his Ada diarrhea to turn out to be Heath.
Still, Professor Oak was a little surprised that Heath was a chef. Previously, he had thought Heath worked as a chef at a restaurant in Viridian City.
Professor Oak glanced curiously at Heath's food truck. He had heard of it: it was a prototype developed by Silph Co., and Heath's was currently the only one. There were no plans to expand production for the time being; apparently, they intended to use Heath's food truck to conduct market research.
Then Professor Oak told Heath about Dragonite's diarrhea. After hearing him out, Heath shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He had wondered what had happened, but it turned out Dragonite had diarrhea.
"I told Dragonite that eating something cold after something hot could easily cause diarrhea, but it didn't care. I really thought Dragonite couldn't get diarrhea at the time, so I made it some shaved ice." Heath looked at Professor Oak, torn between laughter and tears. That Dragonite had been so confident while eating the shaved ice, only to