"This is so delicious! Trainer, how did you make it?" Inside Heath's food truck, Zoroark was eating his grilled jumbo shrimp with a look of astonishment. The shrimp tasted wonderful. Heath had deliberately removed the heads and deveined them before threading them onto bamboo skewers. Now they were grilled tender and delicious, with a rich aroma that left Zoroark unable to stop eating.
"It's simple. I just grilled them over a fire." Heath served himself another bowl of rice and ate slowly with the grilled pork belly in front of him. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he watched the Pokémon happily eating beside him.
Cynthia had already left. She had left right after finishing her meal, and in quite a hurry, too. Heath had noticed her taking a phone call earlier, so it seemed something had probably happened that needed her attention. Heath was happy enough with that, since her departure meant he could have dinner with his Pokémon. He was absolutely exhausted today. If his stomach hadn't really been growling with hunger, he thought he would most likely have fallen asleep the moment he lay down on his bed.
"Little Red, don't you like this flavor?" Heath looked at Little Red beside him. The cat he had hauled out could now be considered part of his food truck family. The little fellow behaved no differently from an ordinary cat, though sometimes Little Red would sit around the food truck in a daze. Right now, Little Red was staring blankly at the cat food.
"Meow-pa." Little Red quickly shook their head, then hesitantly took a bite of the grilled shrimp skewer in front of them. The fresh sweetness of the shrimp instantly swept over Little Red's taste buds. Little Red looked at the skewer in surprise. That