There were many kinds of porridge, and Heath chose a relatively light, sweet pumpkin and millet porridge. It was good for the stomach and simple to make. He soon finished cooking it, then called a delivery courier to take it to the hospital where Miss Nami was staying. Heath had considered delivering it himself, but a group of people who suddenly barged in interrupted that thought, leaving him with no choice but to stay in the food truck. Still, as he looked at Cynthia smiling at him, he couldn't help rubbing his nose. Had Cynthia completely given up pretending now?
Heath had never expected that, just as he finished the porridge and was about to take it to Miss Nami to earn himself a little goodwill, he would see Cynthia coming in with Lance and a camera crew. Officer Jenny Kim was accompanying them, too. The corner of Heath's mouth twitched at the sight. It looked like some important figure had come for an inspection. And with Elite Four member Lance and Cynthia's arrival, Heath felt as though his food truck had instantly become overcrowded. People were everywhere, with a whole crowd of excited Saffron City residents taking pictures on their phones. Their excitement was obvious-the camera flashes were practically blinding him.
"Champion Cynthia, this is Silph Co.'s food truck, the one that incorporates all sorts of cutting-edge technology," Lance, an Elite Four member, said politely. Cynthia's strength was beyond question. Having become the Sinnoh Region's Champion at such a young age, she was quite a figure. Besides, when Cynthia had visited before, Lance had been her host and had sparred with her in private.
That match had never been made public, but Lance had lost. Cynthia was terrifyingly strong, enough to make one's scalp prickle, and Lance had been