[You warmly hosted Darkrai. Darkrai expressed that he was deeply moved.]
When Heath got up that morning, he was completely baffled for a moment. What had happened? Why had he suddenly received an evaluation? And why hadn't he been given anything this time? Heath didn't quite understand.
Every previous time Heath had hosted Darkrai like this, he had received some sort of inexplicable reward. It might not have been very good, but at least he had actually received something.
This time, however, he hadn't received anything. Heath didn't really understand what criteria his golden finger used to decide whether a guest would give him something.
"Darkrai, huh? I remember first meeting him when I had a nightmare in Viridian City. I didn't expect to run into him again now." Heath yawned. He always felt that he and Darkrai had a certain affinity. Including this time, they seemed to have run into each other quite a few times over the course of things. But Heath remembered Darkrai saying he would never enter his dreams again. Why had he suddenly come back? That really was strange.
Heath didn't dwell on it, though. After all, Darkrai hadn't left anything behind this time. Grabbing Zorua by the scruff of the neck, Heath climbed out of bed.
"Good morning, Farfetch'd." Heath rubbed Farfetch'd's head. Farfetch'd opened his bleary eyes, then weakly raised a wing and gave a perfunctory wave.
It was clear that Farfetch'd was still quite sleepy. That was normal, too. After all, even with an adjusted biological clock, people still felt sleepy the moment they first woke up. There was nothing strange about that.
With a chuckle, Heath pushed open the bedroom door. The moment he did, he saw Charmeleon lifting a barbell. This fellow was getting stronger and stronger, and