Dragonite nodded at once, and Heath smiled. It seemed Dragonite really did intend to eat something here. Heath had thought that, after getting diarrhea from eating here last time, Dragonite might not come back, but to his surprise, Dragonite had returned anyway.
Still, that was a good thing. Heath had a good impression of Dragonite. Dragonite was an intelligent Pokémon, and Heath quite enjoyed communicating with him. He also looked very cute and adorably dopey, though Dragonite in real life was not quite as cute as in the anime.
"I only have Beef Chow Fun right now," Heath told Dragonite. Some intelligent Pokémon could understand human speech, and Dragonite was one of them. Understanding it was not particularly difficult for Dragonite, who was also a very clever Pokémon.
"Roar!" Dragonite suddenly roared. Heath's hand paused just as he was about to get the rice noodles, and he gave Dragonite a puzzled look. Dragonite pulled a plastic bag out of somewhere and handed it to Heath, then pointed at the bag with a claw.
Heath took it in confusion and looked inside, finding seven or eight chicken legs. They were the same shape as the fried chicken legs commonly sold at fast-food restaurants, but they looked very large, rather like the pistol-shaped chicken legs at Dicos.
He wondered where Dragonite had bought them, or whether they were a meal allowance from Professor Oak. Professor Oak treated Dragonite very well: not only did he pay him wages, but there were benefits and all sorts of allowances too. Professor Oak had told Heath all of this when he had come here to eat.
Heath felt that plenty of workers from his previous life would probably burst into tears if they heard that news. The difference between people and Pokémon really was enormous.
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