Heath rubbed his hands nervously. He was a little anxious. It was almost time for school to start, and he had already put up his advertisement, but he wasn't sure whether it would attract any customers. Still, he had to give it a try.
"Far~" Farfetch'd stood beside Heath, nervously tidying the feathers on his wings. Although those feathers had grown back, Farfetch'd still planned to shave them off, but Heath had stopped him for the time being. Farfetch'd wouldn't be working as a pastry chef today. If he was, his feathers would naturally have to be shaved off; if he wasn't, there was no need.
Heath had originally considered getting Farfetch'd some plastic gloves or something similar. That would keep his feathers from touching the dough. But after trying it, Heath discovered that it wouldn't work. With plastic gloves on, Farfetch'd seemed to have suddenly forgotten how to cook. Everything he did felt awkward, so Heath could only abandon the idea. It looked like he could contact Miss Nami sometime later, tell her about this, and see whether Silph Co. could come up with a solution for Farfetch'd.
Silph Co. was probably the most inventive and innovative company in Kanto. Other companies were ultimately a little weaker than this wealthy powerhouse. Its monopoly on Poké Balls had allowed it to amass an enormous fortune. Heath didn't think calling it as wealthy as a nation was much of an exaggeration.
"Huh? Wait, as wealthy as a nation." Heath froze for a moment. Silph Co. was just as powerful in the games, which also mentioned that it manufactured Poké Balls. Yet after Team Rocket occupied Silph Co., the League's response could only be described as perfunctory. If Blue hadn't shown up, Heath would have wondered whether everyone in the League was