"These, and these too. Please deliver them all to this address." Heath looked at the furniture before him and nodded in satisfaction. It was all quite good, though that had something to do with the brand he had bought. He had chosen the same brand the Officer Jennys often used, and he had grown accustomed to it himself. The designs were nothing special, but at least the quality was genuinely good. It certainly lived up to being the Officer Jennys' designated brand.
"Certainly, sir. Is there anything else you'd like to buy? Here's a silver membership card for our supermarket~" The manager smiled and rubbed his hands together. Heath had bought a great many things in one go, and they were expensive, so giving him a silver card was only natural.
Heath glanced at Zoroark. The little one was still maintaining Betty's appearance, happily clutching a large bag filled with the many novels she had bought. Farfetch'd had lent Zoroark two thousand outright, and she had spent it all on manga and novels, as well as a game that seemed to be the latest Monster Hunter.
"No, that's all." Heath shook his head. He had already bought everything he needed today, and there was nothing else he needed for now.
Heath had considered buying a few other things, but after thinking it over, he decided he would not be staying in Lavender Town for very long anyway, so he held off for now. If he decided to settle down somewhere in the future, he could buy them then.
"But for some reason, I keep feeling like I've suddenly been made the scapegoat. Why is that?" Heath felt rather puzzled, though if he knew what had happened in Pallet Town, he would have known where that feeling came from.
After leaving