Heath glanced at Zoroark. The little fellow had kept her head turned toward the three migrant workers the whole time, not even noticing when the girl from earlier had left. Heath could naturally tell what Zoroark wanted to do. She had always been the curious type, but Heath had no interest in this. As long as Zoroark did not run over and do anything rude, he did not particularly want to interfere.
The girl from earlier had provided Heath with an Agility Candy, a very ordinary reward. Eating Agility Candy no longer had any effect on Farfetch'd, so Heath gave these candies to Zoroark instead. He had always handed them out in order. Once they stopped having any effect on Zoroark, it would be Charmeleon's turn. Judging by Charmeleon's appearance, though, Heath kept feeling that he seemed close to the threshold of evolution. Once Charmeleon evolved into Charizard, things would get very interesting indeed.
Heath would also be able to experience flying high in the sky, but he was afraid of heights, so how he would fly when the time came was another problem. He wondered whether he should consider copying the protagonist of a novel he had really liked in his previous life and installing a guardrail on Charizard. Then he would not have to worry about falling off, though that probably would not work.
After all, Charizard was a Pokémon, not a flying sword, and Heath was not exactly Heath "Acrophobia Sufferer." He could manage to overcome it.
"Hello, may I ask what you have for breakfast?" A soft, sultry voice interrupted Heath's thoughts. He froze for a moment, then looked up and saw a rather attractive woman standing before him. The first thing he noticed, however, was her snowy-white cleavage. This was not to say that Heath